My heart hammered against my chest as I stood there exhausted from all of the stress, and all of the bullshit that has happened in the past year. It's been non-stop since Gale has been in his coma, and I have learned much more than I thought. And much more than I wanted. I was too lost in thought to realize that a fist came across my face making me fall to the floor with a groan. I moved and was on my feet , glaring at my trainer. "Stop thinking Red. It'll get you killed. Now, I didn't say we were finished so lets go. You eat when we're done." He snapped making me position myself in the correct stance, and I saw an opening so I took it only to have him slam me against the mats. "Let's go Red, where is your head right now?!" I heard my boys say angrily. I went to pick myself up when I was put in a choke hold. I took a struggled breath, then turned, slammed my trainer on the mat, then moved and had his arm bent, his neck between my legs choking him while anger coursed through me like THAT night. That exact night Rodger Fuentes put my Gale Steele in a coma for a year. The same night I killed many men because he took something, the only thing I cared for. Sure he's gotten better, very slowly, but that anger and fire is still there. Who ever sent Fuentes, has signed their own death papers. And soon, I will be coming for them. There is no more innocent Sophia...she's gone. That night made me realize two things. 1) I love Gale Steele. 2) I am willing to do what it takes to protect what I love. Even if it means growing up. (This is the second book in the Adopted to Daddies series and you have to read the first to understand this one. Those of you who followed over from the second book, have fun. And those who didn't, go back to start (#1))

My heart hammered against my chest as I walked up the steps to the house. He's going to hate me...maybe he'll just say he's done with me. No, shut up Winter. Take a breath. Knocking on the door, I prayed he wasn't home. God how do I start?! Hey Sir, I'm sorry I left you in the middle of- My thought was interrupted when the door was opened and his cologne hit me. I looked at my hands knowing what has going to happen next. The breeze sent shivers down my spine, or was that the look he was giving me? "Mr.Kormack, I'm sorry-" I began but when he pulled me into the house and slammed the door, pressing me against it. His lips found my neck, sucking. I let out a moan instead. A smirk was on his lips. "Princess you left me in the middle of a crowd with no mate. I was embarrassed. You were very bad-naughty." He growled making me swallow hard and grip what material I could. "S-Sir I-" He growled and I stopped. "What happens to bad girls, Princess?" He asked kissing up my neck. "They get punished." I whimpered and he moved me so I faced the stairs. He slapped my ass hard, making a gasp and whimper come from my mouth. "That's not even the beginning. Now go wait." He growled with a smirk. ________________________________________________________________ This is a werewolf book with more than just this relationship. It does get intense, so it may not be for everyone. I'm trying to finish it up for everyone. I hope you enjoy, let me know what you think :)

Madeline is your average girl. Stays home instead of going out partying like her friends on weekends. Doesn't drink and doesn't do drugs. Never has been kissed or that sort, but what happens when she meets Declan Porter? Declan Porter is not your average man. At the age 20 he is a CEO of a major company. Has the perfect life. Has everything he wants, has millions of people-girls- at his feet but he's missing one thing and that's someone by his side to love and cherish. But that all changes when he meets Madeline Conners, and turns his life around. Is it for the good or for the bad? Started: {01/10/17} Ended: - Cover made by the amazing: @badxssbieber