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.
“One of us should go back to the truck for breakfast supplies. I need bacon, lots and lots of bacon.” Meadow grunts out, never cheerful in the morning without her food, and in the same breath seems to offer to be the one to do it, but I shake my head. “I’ll go, I need…
All three of us jump about a mile high when the voice invades from the far right, startling us into standing and poised aggression because none of us even sensed her. It’s weird, but even with our sense of smell, our hearing and instincts, our awareness, none of us picked her up last night or…
“Not personally, but I know of her. Was quite shocked to piece you and her together last night. But then, I shouldn’t be, they always lead me to people for reasons. And nothing is ever coincidence.” “You mean the fates?” Carmen queries with a suspicious eyebrow rise and a glance back at her, and I’m…
“Not to be rude but, we are aware, and we don’t like being out after dark, so if you could, you know, get to the point. You know who we are, what we want and hence…. we really need an answer.” Carmen comes right out with it in that haughty bitchy tone of hers. No…
She doesn’t wait on any kind of response at all, so sure of herself and our need of her, and walks off into the darkening wood to seemingly disappear. We hesitate. All three standing firm and throwing glances to one another, expressions ashen, faces pale, before Meadow shoves me forward to follow. Leyanne “We’re here……
“I mean, sure.” I hesitate, a little flustered with her response and lean forward without a second thought to get up when she raises her hand to still me. Once again ignoring my question, she gets up and walks to me instead. Gently laying her fingertips on my temple and I’m startled by the unearthly…
MY magic? Do you really think a secondhand spell carried out by a half witch is more effective than any I have in place here?” She smirks and gestures around us with an airy-fairy wave of her hands. “Safe as houses, and a little warmer than a steel box. I’ll be back before sunup, with…
Carmen’s loss, her constant weight of guilt, her change about caring about others… she’d been pregnant, and she lost something she’d grown to love instantly. For a girl who craves genuine love and a bond from someone who might just see and value her, it must have been doubly crushing. I can feel her agony…
“That’s weird.” Is the only contribution I have for now. “So are witches.” Meds points out and I smile at that, breaking the strained moment with a little affectionate teasing of our kin, and it reminds me of my missing mate. Sierra and Colton do have their own special charms but yeah, at times they…
“I don’t wanna.” I whine, all my senses on edge and now I’m the one freaking out with the insane animal behavior that almost made us crash. “You come all this way to chicken out now? What kind of Luna are you?” Carmen smirks at me, seemingly much braver than I am, and throws the…