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’m not worthy of you…. Today showed me that.” It’s husky, strained, and low. It’s self-pity and exhaustion. Defeat, because his father’s knocked him down once more, and left him reeling from cruel words. I refuse to accept what he’s saying as truth to what he’s feeling, and instead of anger, I lean up and…
Colton walks past me on the way to the door, catching my hand in his as he does so, making me jump as I was too busy looking at her and leads me out amid the happy joyous coo of Meadow “Don’t stay up too late… go to bed. Hers or yours, either is optional…
“Here, this door on the right. This used to be Taryn’s room, but she mated up and now lives with Franko, her mate on the third floor. Room’s all yours.” Colton steps in front of a large dark wood door, tucked into a tiny alcove in an airy part of the hall that widens out,…
“You can’t keep tabs and instill fear into people if they’re not close enough to feel your wrath.” Radar butts in again, and it’s not hard to see that when it comes to Juan Santo, Radar isn’t completely loyal to his alpha. There’s a hint of malice in that tone, definite sarcasm in what he…
Chica.” She winks, throwing me a kiss and blows it my way dramatically, clicking her fingers, and her tongue on the roof of her mouth in unison, to make an approval noise. “Thanks, I guess.” I respond with a half laugh, have nervous cough, not sure if that’s the appropriate thing to say, but she…
“Who likes what?” Colton seems to appear out of thin air while I was too distracted to pick up on him, and I spin, in both surprise, and instant nervousness, realizing I didn’t get any time to prepare myself for him walking in. I’m just standing here halfway into the room like some awkward kid…
“Can you two stop, for just …. an hour… I swear, this shit gives me a headache.” lackluster too and I wonder what exactly went down with his meeting with his father. His usual shine is missing. “She started it!” Carmen blurts out, like a juvenile tattle telling, and it makes me frown at her…
“Show me how to put these on.” I pick up the scraps of lace and wipe my face with the back of my hand, pulling myself together with some kind of a plan. Be it a haphazard one. It’s a step to stop hating on him and start encouraging him to find his own spine,…
Papi, she has a little summin, summin?” Cesar doesn’t seem impressed, or not impressed, totally blank, and I can only assume he is who she calls Papi. I know it’s a name for your lover or mate. She reaches out picking up a strand of my wild unbrushed hair and runs her fingers through it…
“Colton will be a while and my room is not far. We look around the same size if you roll up the legs a little. I’m sure I have something that makes you look less vagabunda.” “You’ll help her with nothing. She’s not and will never be his mate. You know who he chose and…