Alyx used to be a shining star, an Alpha with a bright future and a bright smile... until he fell in love with Ferr, another young Alpha. When their love was found, Ferr did what he had to in order to save his own skin; he put all of the blame on Alyx, and the werewolf was thrown out of his pack.

Alone now, Alyx is a feral wolf killing anybody who comes near him to slake his thirst for blood. That is, until he is captured by Cean- a handsome human with a cloak the color of blood.

Can Cean tame the wild beast Alyx has become? Who are the people who have taken a sudden interest in the rogue wolf? And why, exactly, was Cean out in the forest in the middle of the night with a trap meant for werewolves?

Echoes

It was hard to breathe. Not because his furry head was on my chest, but most likely due to the poison running rampant through my system. Each breath was ragged and sounding as if my lungs were filled with liquid. Coughing hurt like hell but I couldn't stop it when the shallow breaths grew too clipped to handle. 


At some point I had even curled my good arm around the wolf that had stretched out next to me. His heat was amazing, so hot that it was making me shiver from the cool night air that brushed the side he wasn't on. As I lay there, I drifted. Sometimes I was fairly sure I drifted off into deeper bouts of slumber because Alyx's tongue would drag me back into consciousness he lapped at my face and neck. 


Chapter 6 Cean