LOGINLIANA POVThere's a kind of anonymity in crowds; it’s like a camouflage of sorts. That’s why I’m here, sitting amid clattering trays and chatters just like any other face in the sea of students at the cafeteria. The noise should be overwhelming to me, but I find it somewhat comforting.The zipper of my lunch bag sticks, as usual, and I have to yank it a bit harder than necessary to get it to budge. I made some quinoa and roasted vegetable salad from the leftover ingredients my boss let me take home from the restaurant where I work—not something I particularly liked, but it was still a far cry from the bland sandwiches I always pack for lunch, which is because I can't afford the food they serve at the school cafeteria or any of the meal plans.My cooking is not that great, and even though I grew up having to make my own food and technically should have a lot of experience in it, I’m still no master chef. The quinoa is a bit overcooked, I notice, as I spear the mushy concoction with my
KANE POVI've got a role to play and an image to maintain so I often paste on that cocky grin and pretend like I've got it all figured out… like I'm not actually terrified of screwing it all up."You know, I thought college was supposed to be about actually learning shit, but here you all are, acting like you’re still in high school. Don't you have anything better to do with your pathetic lives than harass people? Let me make this crystal fucking clear. This is your last warning. If I catch any of you bullying Liana, or anyone else for that matter… again, you're gonna have a real problem on your hands," I say to not just Juliet and her minions, but everyone under the sound of my voice in that lecture hall.Did that sound future-alpha-like enough?But let’s have the alpha stuff take a backseat for now, because I’m just angry at the mean people always cornering Liana, and what else would be my duty, if not to protect her.I can't stop thinking about it, even hours later; the way her arm
KANE POVLife has been a real snooze-fest lately. I mean, don't get me wrong, being the golden boy of Blood Moon Pack is great; girls fawning over me 24/7, professors kissing my ass, and pretty much everyone wanting to be my BFF. But after a while, it all starts to feel like the same old song and dance, you know?I'm strolling across campus, flanked by my usual crew and trying not to yawn as some freshman girls giggle and bat their eyelashes at me. I flash them my trademark grin, but inside I'm thinking: Is this really all there is? There's gotta be more to life than just coasting on my dad's Alpha status and my admittedly killer good looks. Don't they say college is supposed to be a wild adventure or whatever? So far it's been about as exciting as watching paint dry.I'm barely paying attention as we pass by the lecture halls. My mind is wandering to what kind of trouble I could stir up to break the monotony."I'm not a thief. I didn't steal anything."My ears literally perk up at t
LIANA POV"I know this belongs to Kane. Ugh, your audacity to even put it on in public like you wouldn't get caught or something."She takes a step closer to me. “Come on, little thief. Enlighten us. How did this get into your hands?"One of the other girls whose name I can’t remember pipes up. "Or maybe we could learn a few tricks? After all, it runs in the family, right?"The laughter that rises around me makes my stomach turn again and I feel dizzy. That very scarf is one of the very few acts of kindness I've experienced from a pack member while doing some menial jobs, so being accused of stealing it is just… disheartening.“I did not—”A tall frame suddenly comes between me and Juliet, blocking her sneering face from my view. I step back a bit, caught off guard by the intervention. A tingling warmth spreads from my core to radiate outward to my fingertips and toes. Even from behind, the tension in his stance is obvious and I can’t stop myself from inhaling his distinctly masculine
KEEP READING FOR THE OPENING CHAPTER OF THE NEXT STANDALONE NOVEL IN THE SERIES LIANA POVEnd of class. Just what I’ve been waiting for. My fingers grope my worn textbooks quickly as I shove them into my bag. I pull up the zipper, run my eyes around the room while other students are also getting ready to leave, and rise from my seat.‘Just a few more steps until I reach the door,’ I tell myself as I pull my scarf higher around my neck.I walk faster… I’m so close, the hallway is right outside… just a little further... and then I freeze the instant someone yanks on my scarf from behind. My stomach seems to drop again at the arrival of that sickening feeling I hate having. Not again. This is exactly what I was trying to avoid. My scarf is roughly pulled from around my neck, almost like I’ve been exposed. I shut my eyes tight for a second before turning to meet the sneering faces of the three girls who’ve made it their mission to make my life a living hell.Almost everyone in this scho
Jill POVMatthew groans with approval as I grind my hips against his hand. “I can’t wait to taste you, mate,” he whispers in my ear. I shudder, eager for the same. I arch into him as he slips a finger inside me. I gasp, the sensation incredible. He spins us around and walks to the bed, dropping me onto it as he quickly pulls my underwear down my legs and tosses it aside. He wastes no time kneeling down and tugging me toward him so his mouth meets my core. I nearly scream as his tongue finds the sensitive bundle of nerves. He licks my clit in slow circles, and it causes my head to spin. My fingers find his head, curling into his hair and tugging lightly as my hips grind into him with encouragement. Matthew continues licking, sliding a finger into my core. The sensation makes my head spin, and my breathing becomes frantic as he continues. He changes pace with his finger, moving faster and faster until I’m climbing the ecstasy, unable to take it anymore. I scream out his name
Caleb POVFate certainly had a way of doing something. Like deciding Josephine was my mate when I didn’t want one. It felt like the hand of destiny was still trying to push us together.“Something like that,” I said with a sigh. “I’m pretty sure the wolf, Josephine, is the one who sold Frankie the
Caleb POVWatching Josephine and Theo leave shouldn’t have made my heart clench so painfully. Theo was a sweet kid, and Josephine was an amazing mom. The fear in Josephine’s eyes when she’d thought she’d lost him was painful to see. My protective instincts had come out, and not just from my wolf si
Josephine POVI hesitated. Having Caleb spend time with Theo was asking for trouble. What if Caleb figured out that Theo was his son? I couldn’t stop my hands from trembling, but my wolf wanted me to trust Caleb and let him take care of me. I wasn’t in a state to deny my wolf—not while fear still g
Josephine POVI walked along the boardwalk, Theo’s small hand in mine. With tourist season coming to an end, I could close the store on Sundays and spend more time with my kid. It felt more important than ever after Caleb turned up.“Are we going to swim today, Mama?” Theo asked, staring out at the







