Kennedy is a human girl raised inside a werewolf pack, best friends with Jeremiah, the future Alpha. Her life is carefully planned—college, leaving the pack, and a normal human future. But after a tragic past and a bond that feels deeper than friendship, fate forces her to face a choice she never expected.
She shrugged, looking uncertain. “I don’t want this to sound strange.” I raised an eyebrow, silently urging her to continue. “Could Alpha walk me home?” “Is that all?” I asked, relieved. She nodded. “You never need to feel nervous about asking to see him or wanting to spend time with him.” “I guess I’m just…
The moment we cross into the safety of the packhouse, Kennedy jumps down and immediately presses her small hands to the wound on my shoulder. Seeing her fingers stained with my blood twists something deep inside me. Logically, I know it’s just my blood, but the sight is haunting and raw. “You’re hurt,” she murmurs…
“Yesterday? What attack? When did that happen?” She turned slightly toward me, still avoiding eye contact but not pulling away. I took that as a small victory. “Yesterday, we set a trap for Claude and his crew. They thought you were in the car, so they ambushed it. That’s why we left so quickly. Remember,…
“Stay. Away. From. My. Mate. Next time, no one will stop me.” My words are a growl, fierce and unyielding. Then I turn and stride back toward the house, silently thanking the Goddess that Ryker lets me go. Had he tried to keep me here to talk or explain, he might have lost some fingers.…
“Yes!” I almost come from just another stroke. I feel like we’ve been edging each other for months now. “You smell like a treat. Can I taste you?” “F*ck! Yes! Anything, just don’t stop.” I feel the tip of his tongue brush my bundle, setting the nerves into overdrive. That along with the tingles from…