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 have to get back and free my mate in the hopes he knows what to do, because I sure don’t anymore. It’s all too much. Maybe Colton has a plan to deal with Jasper, when he finally shows up to exact revenge on the wolves I consider my family. I only hope that all…
It feels good to be home but standing in the almost darkness and staring at that imposing fog, knowing Colton isn’t inside to greet me, stings. To shower me with his love and hugs, that I need more than air. He’s out there, watching and waiting for his chance to wound me instead, and it…
“Carmen….?” Jasper whispers it affectionately, seems to be rolling her name around on his tongue, trying it out, familiarizing himself with what his heart will want from here on in. And despite openly staring at one another as if none of the rest of us are here, longing growing between them, neither is moving towards…
I love my brother so much. I have missed him beyond belief and if this a dream, then I never want to wake up. Sobs catch in my throat and desperation overwhelms me. “I understand. I hear you.” I repeat his words, needing to know what he’s holding back and not really laying any weight…
I shake my head over and over and the only noises are my pathetic gulps, gasping for air. My wails of shock as my entire life history burns to the ground and crumbles to ash. Everything I thought I was. Who I thought I was, it was never real. I was never a Whyte, I’m…
Vampires can be like humans that can walk in light, have warm and tanned skin, and look relatively passable, despite teeth and red eyes. Does this also mean they can control the blood hunger? Don’t need it to survive and can ignore the impulse to feed? He seems controlled to me. “The pure breeds are…
“Hmmmm” he growls it under his breath, and I try my hardest to sit upright and keep all my internal reactions down. My wolf is fighting me to leap out due to my growing uneasiness and mistrust, and I’m gagging on the stench of vampire invading my senses the longer I breath the air in…
“Lorey… I…” he lowers his head, looking to his feet and even his voice destroys what’s left of my soul. His voice, only mature, huskier, and yet, it’s still him. That voice would hush me to sleep with bedtime stories every single night. The tears break harder, and I claw at my chest to counteract…
Meadow tenses and Carmen glares at Leyanne from her seat as she too settles herself in and locks her eyes on the two of us. She may not be someone who ever liked me but I’m a wolf from her pack, her Luna, and our protective instinct for one another against another species is built…
“Hurry up, pet. I’ve not got all day.” Leyanne’s voice coos from inside, a slight thawing of her icy tone in what I guess is a bid to try and cool my jets and I swallow my fury. I snort at the standing guard, throwing him a nasty glare, almost tasting the urge to strike…