sia Ro

ly felt it. Standing by the iron gates of the Alpha's Esta

amma drifted into the night. The dormant White Wolf bloodline, momentarily awa

. Even from out here, I could sense his Grey Dire Wolf pacing in dist

as thrashing in unprecedented panic over the permanent loss of our bond, but Daxton's colossal ego refused to acknowledge it. "I already had the

ally done this time," Corwin muttered. "Th

ess bitch with no inner wolf can't survive a day outside the Pack's borders. I bet you

, my fingers brushing against the cold plastic of the fifty-million-dollar compensation card. I had tak

ack sedan pulled up to the curb. I opened the do

ouse Complex, please,"

hind, the massive gap between Daxton's delusion and my reality almost made me laugh out

o.1 complex in the heart of the human city. The security here was impenetrab

evator straight to Bu

y three thousand square feet of pristine, minimalist perfection.

faint citrus. Not a single trace of

for me to move in. And that wasn't a coincidence. I had used the early dividend

human cleaning crew to prep the penthouse *before* I wen

he silver blade destroyed my pup. Even befo

't sparked a sudden tantrum; it had merely killed the last pa

stepped under the scalding spray of the shower. I scrubbed my skin until it was raw, w

the room was deafening. But for the first time in three years, the emptiness in my ch

tting the profound, absolute peace of my new