Life’s Spiced Up with Some Werewolf Reads
Serena Paris, the first Human-Were hybrid, was meant to unite divided species—but instead, she’s become their greatest target. Hunted by ruthless Vampyres and rival packs, she turns to the formidable Alpha Koen Alexander for protection. Yet as danger closes in and secrets from her past resurface, even Koen’s power may not be enough to save her.
The doctor cocks his head. “I highly doubt that’s true.” “Koen’s a grown man. I- ” I blink, feeling a burst of anger. I cannot worry about Koen. I need to make sure that Misery and Ana are safe and taken care of, and . . . Does Dr. Henshaw not get it? “He can…
“Can’t wait for the full moon, then. I’d love to see your wolf form.” He says it suggestively, but not in the try-hard way of a third date dropping hints that they’ve been wondering about the view from my apartment. This is a purely intellectual pursuit on his part: I’d love to read that article…
“I’ll try to do better, Alpha.” I bat my eyes at him, which makes his scowl deepen by a factor of ten. “Could you please not tell Misery and Lowe?” “Oh, you’re hiding shit from them, too?” “I’m an equal opportunity liar. And really, it would just give them one more thing to worry about,…
I scratch the back of my head. “Do they think we . . . ?” “No. We made that clear, too.” “So they know that I’m your mate but we’re not together?” “Correct.” “And doesn’t it bother you?” “Why would it?” “I don’t know. Just . . . big bad Alpha. Everyone’s boss. I thought…
Misery shakes her head. “Owen has a network of informants and thinks that Councilwoman Selamio or Councilman Ross might be behind this. Others might be involved, too. In a way, it’s not a bad thing. If they are caught participating in something that might start an interspecies war, they’ll be instantly killed, and their seats…
“I’m taking her to bed.” It speaks to his authority that not a single eyebrow lifts. My abused feet make contact with the floor, and I grit my teeth. Koen instantly picks me up, one strong arm snaked around my rib cage as he presses me to his side, toes dangling a few inches from…
In the elevator it’s me, him, and a gaggle of Human agents standing behind us. “Did you know?” he asks under his breath, staring ahead at the doors. My heart plummets. He’s talking about what the geneticist revealed about hybrids having children. I have no clue how, but I’m certain of it. “No.” His jaw…
IWAKE UP FLOATING SEVERAL FEET ABOVE THE GROUND- AND promptly decide to go back to sleep. This is nice. I am, for once, not cold. My bed smells pleasant and woodsy, not at all like rancid nightmare sweat. The pillow is the perfect consistency. Everything about the situation is cozy and restful, and I see…
“Doesn’t mean we can’t worry about her,” Amanda points out. “Last week Colin came back from a sweep with his arm nearly hanging off, and you all laughed in his face.” “As is appropriate when one loses a fight against a bear,” Jorma says, straight-faced. Saul seems to agree. “I’d forgotten that you’d declared it…
No. His favorite word, coupled with his favorite tone. I cocked my head at him, fascinated. Do you trust anyone at all? With your precious life, killer? How could I? This is Koen in a nutshell. Mocking and unreadable and maybe even a little cruel. He does, however, get shit done. “We’re on in five,”…