idy

aky breath as the Boeing 777 lifted off. Below us, the

he window

d my eyes. The taste of yesterday's water came back

program abroad. The only person who wanted me defiled by Rogues and cast out of the G

ngers curled around the seatbelt. My nai

my ruin so Dillan would have an excuse to rip up o

ed into the suite of that terrifying Alpha. Just remembering those

hoever he was, he lived an ocean away. H

r lit up: a photo taken six years ago of my father, Hosea, smiling besi

machines running and the healers tending to him, I would swallow every ounce

er

he penthouse suite, a lit Cuban cigar between my

turated with her scent: wild white lilies mixed with clea

scar beneath my right collarbone throbbed, a reminder of

eet and Zurich into a force capable of crushing entire packs overnight. It was t

a had crashed through my door at mid

skin had set off the Recognition Ritual in my blood. After twenty-eight years of cold i

ensley a former minor Alpha whose wolf soul had been shattered in a mysterious ambush and who now rotted in the Silver Spring Sanatorium on Bart's dime. The fil

crushed the tip of the ciga

That pampered little whelp doesn't even know how

mate carried the Graves name. A Lycan's possessive instinct was absolute. Once our blood

tellite phone from the desk

," I ordered coldly. "Ready the Gulfstream.

. My eyes locked onto the bright smear of virgin blo

uld sever what happened here. She had no idea that once a Lycan caught

. I picked it up and tapped open an intercepted mess

taken at the airport an hour ago, showing a slender woman in an o

r: Target reached the airport. Rogue team failed

rushed over the curved line of

all. Someone inside her own pack had poisoned her

ging at my lips. "It seems the rot inside t

he glass shower stall, turning the water to freezing. The icy spray hammered

into a three-piece charcoal suit, locking the feral

to the private elevator. The game in