Revenge On The Wolf Whose Lover Tormented My Sister

freight train, and there was Molly, all

hispers, blood pooling under h

ined. "Where's

ks down my face. "Go find one, damn it!

to his knees outside the head healer's office, begging li

Town's tied up-Julian's got 'em

tasted copper. "What about th

grip. Julian's orders: her word's law, whatever makes her smile. And get this-he said if you want Molly pu

some bastard had wrapped i

would gut you worse than dying... I'd rather fade out than watch you break for me... Sis, trust me-I'm no bad pup... I

one and still fretting over m

n't your fault. It's those twisted wolves who don't know right fro

ripping through the

ang on for me, okay? I swear

y was playing the damsel, whining and nuzzl

ipped to a vicious gleam-like a predator scenting blood. "Jade? W

, head to the floor, eating crow? Fine. Long as yo

in her lap, stroking its fur w

straight down, sp

gawkers, murmurs buzzi

on the street was Julian c

Hearts shift like th

tle-scarred pair like them's just a

redding the Julian who'd once looked at m

acked a mola

times on the cold tile. "Sorry, Nancy. I shouldn'

s, I lifted my head. "That squa

a schoolyard bully. "Aw, Jade, old age hitting that

feet. "You nodde

ged my mind. My little mutt just shivered-probably caugh

es like they were poison-chuckled soft,

I'd bottled exploded

in her lap-the one that'd mauled fo

lt, snatched the beast by the s

he splatter from my cheek casual as spit. "Problem