Olive the Other Werewolves

"Shift." His voice hit me like a serrated blade as he stepped out of the crude semicircle of hardened wolves that had formed around me. I pushed myself off of the cold floor for what felt like the thousandth time that day, wiping the small trail of blood coming off of my lip and down my chin. "I won't ask you again...

Mercy and the Merciless Alpha

"What the hell is wrong with you? Are you really going to put your own mate in prison?" I wrapped my hands around the cold steel bars that separated us only slightly. Even in the dimly lit, musty jail I watched Azrael's stoic face upturn into a smug, sadistic smile. "You seem to forget, mate." His words riddled with...