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.
You are Mine I gasp, inhaling a deep almost vicious breath as reality crashes back in on me, shuddering my brain around my head and I’m startled awake ,back where I began, in the infirmary, gripping onto Colton’s leg for dear life, and so disoriented as my vision returns to normal. I can hardly breathe…
“How can you fix it? You marked her…. You betrayed the bond and you’re linked to another, forever. I won’t be your whore, and the memory said marking…. not screwing. Let. Me. Go!” I tug one last time, glaring his way through watery eyes and he finally let’s go, with a weird sharp inhale, and…
“You are the last white femme, Alora, so I could not stay behind and let you die too. I had to come, and protect you, with the gifts I’ve hidden for so many years. Don’t be afraid, one day when this comes back, you will know what to do. My son, Colton, he’s a good…
The whole Carmen thing, his saying he still wants us, his kissing me outside, Sierra, the doctor… the future. It’s all too big for me to handle, or think about, and my brain is scared that letting him leave will open a damn in my brain I have no energy to deal with.? He already…
I feel a thousand times better and scoot back to my cupboard to find thick fluffy bed socks for my now soft and supple feet, and climb on the bed to plait out the front of my hair to keep it off my face. The layers are long enough now, and always falling in front…
“Lady Chatterley. It was her favorite book when I was young, always used to read it in the garden while she watched me play, so I figured maybe she might like it. The Doc says she might be able to hear us, so I don’t know… it’s stupid.” Colton reverts to that boy once more,…
“Don’t be afraid, little one…. Hush now!” The female voice comes from under the hood, silencing me mid open mouth gasp with the familiarity of that sound, and a raised palm. I’m startled into quiet, because I know her. I recognize her smell, her sound, her presence, as it calms me and as she turns…
The night air is still and quiet, and for once, I can’t even hear the owls in the trees or the leaves rustling on the wind outside my window. There are no other noises around us, not even the ones of the house creaking, or the Munro’s coughing in their sleep, which is a little…
“Your father won’t care. I’m just doing what I’m told… like I’m meant to. He won’t like this one bit. Just take it up with him when we leave and deal with him yourself.” Deacon doesn’t really seem to be getting the memo, and it dawns on me that much like I didn’t know, he…
“What the hell is wrong with her eyes?” Deacon can’t conceal his fear, and this time he does trip trying to get away and lands on his ass. Scrambling as he thuds with a soft noise and tries to reel backwards away from me. “Nothing… I think their sexy. However, it does mean you had…