Life’s Spiced Up with Some Werewolf Reads
Azura, daughter of a fallen Alpha, is trapped in a brutal, toxic relationship. Forced to join her boyfriend’s savage cruelty, she refuses — then accidentally fires a fatal shot. Blamed and humiliated, she’s crushed under his control. Now she must choose: submit to his violence or fight back. Will Azura reclaim her power or be destroyed by those who call her “freak”?
He stole a formula of mine and has sold a pretty large number to someone dangerous… I need to have a search of your apartment take place just to see if we can find out any more details. I’m really sorry it’s come to this, but it’s got to be done. You could move out…
I looked over at Azura, who was asleep, her chest rising and falling, and ran my knuckles down her jaw. I’m not going to take any chances… It was too easy… I’ve seen Azura fight Emmet. She’s good, yet she didn’t stand a chance against Judah. So how did he go down so easily? Because…
“Then what?” She asks sharply. “Are you trying to get rid of me?” “Why? Do you want to stay?” I shoot back coldly. Her eyes flash, and she glares at me. “No, why would I want to stay with a dumb twat like you? Yeah,let’s get the deal over with then.” I know she is…
“I don’t know, Daddy. I like Azura, and when she spends time with me, she doesn’t go on her phone or look bored. She’s happy to play with me and talk to me. Nikki was only happy when Daddy was there…” he mumbles. My heart fucking clenches, and I can’t stop myself from moving closer…
I put the phone down, running my fingers through my hair before I pull my gun out of my jacket pocket. Is it a coincidence that it is the exact fucking same as I use in the poisoned bullets I have been working on? And, if so, how is it fucking possible? I scan the…
“So, that bastard who texted me really thought he could keep you?” He spits venomously. “Your so-called mate?” “I’m not a fucking pet or animal that anyone can keep. I do what I fucking want. We were done a year ago, Judah. Just get the hell out of my life!” “We had a deal. You…
“Like a toasted barbeque. Shall we bring the body back to the pack?” One of his men asks. “Yes,” Leo replies, crouching down to check if he really is dead. “He’s gone.” I let out a breath I never knew I was holding. He is gone. “Come on, ladies, let’s get you both somewhere safe,”…
“Wear it underneath your clothes. It’s bulletproof. I don’t want to take any chances.” “First, you tell me to get some baggy clothes, now this?” She asks, taking it and raising an eyebrow. “Yeah, because the baggier your clothes, the more you can hide,” I reply with a pointed look as I look down at…
“Yeah, I fucking know. I’m the one who called you,” I reply icily. Silence. “Leo?” He does his best, but he is unable to hide the shock in his voice. “No, it’s the King of England,” I reply sarcastically. Well, depends on what aspect. I hold far more power than Alejandro knows… “Fucker.” So, he…
“Thank you, Weo” back at Alejandro’s wedding… her shoe had slipped off, and I remember slipping it on for her. I remember thinkingshe was cute… who would have thought the confused little she-wolf would turn out to be mine. I look at the bottle in my hand, considering putting it away, only for the sound…