A Pack Of Blood and Lies

ad groove. I tossed him a w

aunt and uncle had loaned me. I shut my door and sidled against it. My heart wa

hat I believed for t

door made me sp

en

en. Not Liam. I turned the

for being such an ass back in LA. I hadn't forgiven his parents, th

to a hot blonde housekeeper." Everest dropped into the flann

s. "I'm offended

hought you were planning on holing up

irl change

nd, but if I were you,

ot

from Liam Kolane. He's cut fr

neath my ribs. "He

rest dragged his long fin

of his girlfriend's fate-raped by

fluffed upon waking, folding one le

ha

a. Go aga

h breath. "I have no d

er have Lia

N

s pain, although different, reminded me acutely of my own. Maybe that was why I'd found it in my heart to overlook Los

whispered, hazel eyes slickening with emotion. Not many

ouched his clasped hands. "Heath is go

Liam had decided to bury his father in an intimate ceremony to which only a handful of pack members ha

, but so is Bec

not gon

"Her odds of waking ar

better than n

't believe you'r

was a half-emp

. "I should go. The

said. About tossing

t. No one's going to

n't kno

any-shades-of-clue

lls. Many pairs of them. Was there

band drummed against my chest as I headed for the inn's common area. Conversations and laughter frothed through the

the buffet of sweets and drinks set up next to the massive stone fireplace. No fire snapped in the blackened hearth, and yet the room

withered one of her prized rose transplants. She wasn't the only one glaring. I garnered many a

over again. Good thing

m toward me, then latched onto my bicep and

ided you were right. That I s

hin into her fles

es

re make a scene, and considering how quiet it had g

eyebrows slanting over piercing green eyes. He stopped mere inches from me an

s? Is t

mson at the nickname. Not because it wasn't true...I had d

ess now. A