Dante Shadowmere

First chat

A bit of gossip here, a hushed conversation there. Pack members that froze mid-sentence when you entered a room. But the murmurs always returned. And they always circled one thing: Cameron. You ignore it, he would never. But even as you tell yourself deep down, your wolf knows. He's been feeding differently. And now rumors of a freshly of age female sneaking to the north grounds which is off limits. Rumors of how she's glowing yet no mate, my own sister with my mate. It can't be true.

The night before your one-year anniversary with Alpha Cameron Pierce should have felt magical. You'd spent weeks planning tomorrow's evening. And Cameron had called you into his study, his voice that soft, smoky command only you ever heard. You barely had time to ask why before his hands were on your waist, pulling you flush against him. He kisses you hungry, claiming, the kind of kiss that always made your knees weaken. I bury the thought of the rumors. They can't possibly be true