lla

d life. I sank into the plush leather seats, the scent of winter pine and Silas's warrior aura grounding me. I

the engine, a booming, authori

ld. This humilia

of the Silvermoon Pack. His mind-link wa

No, Grandfather. I won't return as a broken, rej

growled through the link, his protective fury bleeding into

lf,"* I countered fiercely. *"Give m

my way. You will take over all Silvermoon operations in that city. You have one year to increase our wealth and influence there by thirty pe

he Stonecreek Pack. A powerful, respectable man, but mar

ring the link before he c

down for six years evaporated, replaced by a co

e, I want a rock-solid, exclusive trade alliance established with Asia's Woodlands Pack. Whatever Kian cut off, we com

, a fierce, proud smile spreading across

territory club vibrated through the floorboards. Asia ha

n the bitter wolfsbane herbs Alvah had prescri

tuberose, rich vanilla, and crisp moonlight, a scent designed by the Moon Goddess to bring any male wolf to his knees. I had t

ed close, his hand lightly resting on my waist as we moved to the rhythm, but I ba

in the club su

eck stood up. I glanced towar

racks, his tall frame rigid. Even from across the dimly lit room, I saw his storm-gray eyes dilate until they were

ith the force of a freight train. I could practically feel his inner wolf roaring i

the stranger's hand on my waist, and th