Life’s Spiced Up with Some Werewolf Reads
Ten years after being exiled for betraying her family, **Seraphina** rushes to the hospital after learning her estranged father has been attacked. Her brother’s hatred reignites old wounds, blaming her for destroying their family. But when her dying father asks to see “his daughter,” Seraphina must face a devastating truth—and the past she’s tried to forget.
She crossed the terrace with brisk steps, then clasped my hands dramatically in hers. “You’re going to crush them, Sera. Absolutely obliterate the competition. And I brought…a gift of my own.”. Lucian’s lips twitched. “Oh, Goddess. Spare us.” Maya ignored him. With a flourish, she pulled a tiny pouch from her pocket, scattering a few…
I exhaled, fingers flexing around the phantom feel of the bow. “Because it was never about being extraordinary. It wasn’t even about being good. It was about passing the time.” His brows furrowed. “No one ever invited me to play with them,” I continued, my voice quieter, softer. “No one wanted me on their teams.…
William barked out a laugh. “Composed? Hardly. He was a wild child-mischievous, impulsive. He and our little sister Sabrina were constantly at each other’s throats. Always brawling, always competing. We thought the roof might cave in some days.” I laughed with him, the image too surreal to hold in my head. Lucian-the man who barely…
I stepped forward, my voice calm but clear. “I accept.” Just like at the restaurant when she hadn’t expected me to call her bluff, Celeste’s composure slipped, surprise flickering in her eyes before she quickly smothered it. The attendant reset the targets with swift efficiency. Celeste lifted her bow first. Her posture was impeccable, her…
I could feel Sera’s eyes on me, cool and relentless. I could feel Ethan’s disdain, Maya’s smug amusement, Kieran’s disappointment. Not a single one rushed to my aid or defense. My entire chest tightened, my lungs refusing to expand. Me. Apologize? To a servant? In front of all these people? No. Never. But the owner…
The pendant glinted between us, but his eyes were brighter still, burning with something fierce and unyielding. My throat tightened, emotions tangling too complex to untangle in one breath. He took my hand and gently, reverently placed the box in my open palm. I closed it softly, clutching it to my chest. “You’re giving me…
Surprise briefly flickered across his face before his expression cooled. “What on earth are you doing here?” I glared at Sera, hatred rising in me like a tide of lava. “With her.” He couldn’t pretend he didn’t know there was a battle line drawn between me and our sister, and he was acting as if…
“The elixir!” he declared, as though I should’ve known, waving his hands for emphasis, hair sticking up the number of times he must have dragged his fingers through it. “The one from Dr. Ainsworth’s notes-the energizing drink for wolves. I found it in Grandpa’s library, and he was really famous for powerful potions even stronger…
Celeste. Her wolf was still frayed, her mind increasingly unstable. I thought of her desperate eyes earlier tonight, her hands clutching at me with something close to mania. I thought of the very real possibility that she’d thrown herself in front of a moving vehicle. She wasn’t ready-not for the bond. And she sure as…
“Do you understand me?” I snarled, tightening my grip until his teeth ground together. His throat bobbed. Silence stretched, broken only by the drip of water against stone. Then, grudgingly, “Yes.” “Good.” I released him with a shove, standing tall again. “Get him out of my sight.” The sound of iron chains echoed as they…