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’ve lost my appetite, no longer interested in the food he left while my head is going crazy with all of this, and I know one thing for sure, I just lost my ally, chased him away and I only have two days before Juan shows up to deal with me. I have zero chance…
He glares at me, with that sardonic asshole expression, scans a swipe card against a panel on the wall to our right and pushes me inside aggressively when the door slides open. It’s a little sci-fi tech, and I refuse to react in any other way than hostile bitch. I almost trip over my own…
It’s weird but maybe it’s my years of being bossed around, held captive in a less than caring home, and treated like a reject at the hands of my so-called pack, but I’m not even afraid anymore. Being here held captive, I know that the worst will come with Juan, but even then, what’s he…
“Carmen? Hmmm. Nope.” He replies and crosses his arms across a muscular chest, trying to appear in the know, but it only serves to irritate me further. “Umm, why nope? Carmen is my god damn name, I’m sorry it doesn’t meet your expectations. Freak.” I huff, wriggle aggressively, and exhale heavily when I make no…
“Just let me go. I’m not interested in this place or your work. I have my own plans and route. I’ll happily get back to that.” I point out, trying to sound sincere, but the old man’s eyes narrow and he frowns at me, shaking his head apologetically. “Oh, my dear, I’m afraid I’m not…
I raise my brows at Deacon with false bravado as if to say, ‘so what?’ His eyes narrow at mine and the scowl gets more prominent. “So…. You’re a runaway from our own pack? Juan said he’s been looking for you, traitor. How coincidental you end up here…. clearly looking for something you shouldn’t be!…
I allow Deacon to turn me manually and haul me off through the door ahead of us to a second corridor, pushing through the swing door with haste. I blink at the harsh change to lighting, opening my eyes onto a white sterile passageway, with glossy surfaces, that shine bright, blinding with the force of…
“Ahhhh, well caught. You’re an observant one, aren’t you? This facility is a life-sized isolation tank, so your kind can’t use any unwanted force, or abilities, on my staff when we require your presence, or when we have guests such as yourself. It’s quite remarkable how they make a building completely capable of dissolving any…
“I see you’re awake, dear girl. I’ve been impatiently poised and ready to come introduce myself to such a marvel as yourself.” The heavy accent is foreign, almost like the Queen of England that I’ve heard on television in the orphanage, and I screw my face up at the man who strolls in towards me,…
I dash back to the closest border of brush and start making my way back to my own temporary camp without looking back, this time keeping behind the trees by two rows. My breathing labored with the heavy weight of mounting panic growing inside of me like a warning signal. Heartbeat pounding in my ears…