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 huff with a loud breath, but he continues pulling me along. “You have no sense of romance!” I point out with deflation, knowing what he’s saying is true, but isn’t it worth a try? “Are you telling me I should try harder, that I’m not romancing you enough?” his deadpan and way too serious…
“I think she feels responsible for not swaying her mate from his path years ago. And now, she doesn’t know how to be the force in his life a mate is meant to be.” Sierra is unusually low in mood, her whole vibe sad, and I can tell that she’s summarizing what must have been…
“Maybe not having that attitude because she thought she was heading for Luna status will warm her to the pack finally. She always treated them like she was above them, because of me, maybe not anymore. It might make enough of a difference to how she gels with them again.” Colton points out and leans…
“Hmmm” I respond drily. He makes this Vamp joke often enough. In the grimoires in the halls under the homestead we found a whole lot about vampires dazzling humans with a need to have sex with them. While under their spell the vamps could feed not only their urge for blood without humans resisting, but…
I waiver a little in my coolness when I see that soft warmth in her eyes when talking about her mom, and yet there’s something raw and almost painful when she says the word Dad. Although the most surprising part is how hard it is to believe someone like Carmen came from someone sweet and…
Looking at her now, feeling her pain from her own depths, I wonder what it is that made her this way. Why she closed off from anyone except Colton…. I know even the sub pack never really bonded to her like they have me and dutifully endured her presence for him. I can’t imagine what…
Carmen’s eyes mist over, and she turns away swallowing hard, and clears her throat, giving off some strong uncomfortable vibes. Unable to produce words she nods her head and wipes her cheek with the back of her hand in an almost childlike gesture, so I don’t see the breaking of another single tear rolling down…
“Hmmm” I half answer, too focused on his breath trailing by my ear and my hair stands on end as he grazes his lip over the lobe. “Carmen doesn’t really gel with others because of who her dad is; she was always just this kid in the shadows who tried so hard to be seen…
What is it? I link Colton immediately, feeling his own rise in stress levels and knowing this is something I NEED to be told. He hesitates slightly, that raise in his heartbeat has me all wide eyes and I sit stiffly to eyeball him from my lower position. “We had new incoming before dawn. Runaways…
“He won’t give it up without killing him, and we all know that’s not on the cards, ever. His loyal will never turn and I’m not risking a single wolf’s life in a bid to fight a hopeless battle. We have enough bloodshed and upheaval. Not to mention the fact we would leave the homestead…