Life’s Spiced Up with Some Werewolf Reads
Orphaned and shunned, Alora has always lived in fear until fate binds her to her worst enemy, Colton, the proud future Alpha of a rival pack. Their bond shocks everyone and sparks old hatred and danger. As war returns and dark secrets rise, Alora must uncover the truth behind her cursed bloodline—or die trying.
“I’m being smart…. it’s not that I think we’ll fail! I have to make sure that if we do, the pack have a plan, have some place to aim if everything goes wrong. I need to pay attention to the details in the way Colton would. He always has a backup plan, always covers all…
“There’s no point pondering on the how… that won’t give you the right mindset to get through it.” Carmen’s voice startles us from out of nowhere. Strong and clear with that bitchy tone that separates her from other femmes. We both turn in shock at the presence that has been elusive for days, expecting to…
“Maybe the fates will bless us and no lives that are wolves will be lost in this.” I murmur, lacking conviction because even I know that’s a far reach but I must hold onto hope. “If we don’t all come home, I want you guys to do something for me… please. I know it’s an…
“Wait, what, red?” Meadow is the one to question in bold shock, and stares at me for a second, blinking as it dawns on her why mine are red too. Knowing fine well all the ones we encountered had amber eyes like ours, or palest orange. Always dull though and not glowy like a wolf.…
“You heard what she said….” Sierra whimpers uncharacteristically. “I know, and we’ll deal with that when the time comes, but for now, how about we just enjoy this moment? Take it for what it is. I’m carrying Colton’s babies… my babies. Your blood…a chance to relive all those things you lost out on. Helping raise…
The sub pack, the rest of our sentinels, and our people too. I feel their loss like grieving my family all over again. All out there staring inward, and hell bent on getting their chance at coming for us as soon as they can. What they don’t know is that it’s coming. It’s the one…
It feels less despairing than before we left. We have the witch, we have crazy revelations about my mother, and we have hope of not only fixing this mess of this spell but ending the war. Something we never knew how to achieve before. Which if we do, leaves only one little problem left in…
“I need to find the source. Where it started. To break it, I need to face where it was made. Most magic has a weakness, and normally it’s right at the root.” Leyanne taps her manicured nails on the surface of the polished table, seemingly thinking as seriousness returns to the air. “It came from…
My stomach tightens and Meadow too looks instantly worried, glancing at one another in question. Carmen may not be our best friend in any kind of way, but she belongs with us. With her pack, and not running after my brother into some vampire world she’s not accustomed to, to see some high lord. There’s…
Leyanne walks between the two of us in a rather casual manner, pushing him back a step with a finger jab so she can regain some space. “You both have a common goal and she’s right… Santo is a blood line, not a collective of guilty wolves. The ones you want, are the same ones…