Argenti agent Darren Sumner spent fifteen years hunting werewolves, but one night of betrayal sent him from his family of assassins into the arms of werewolf Aden Richter. Neither can deny their passion nor their hunger for the other, but as Darren tries to find his place in this new world, he wonders whether desire can be enough.<br><br>Rumors of an upcoming power struggle between the packs in Washington, DC, bring the question of Darren's role to the forefront. Is he Aden's partner and a leader of the pack? Or is he nothing more than Aden's boytoy, placed outside his family? Darren struggles to prove himself as the tensions between the packs mount and Aden's ex-lover puts a plan of vengeance into action.

On the Ragged Edge of the World

“You think Oliver doesn’t know we’re here already?”


“What’s up with the stealth then?”


Darren grinned. “It’s more fun this way. Come on.”


Even in the dim light, he could see August roll her eyes, but she didn’t quite subdue the grin that mirrored his. “I think you should take the lead.”


Darren nodded, wiping his blade off on the slain wolf’s coat before replacing it on his belt. Beneath the continuous alarm, they moved silently once again. Darren opened the door, revealing another stairwell, as they expected, and took a deep breath before moving up the first stair. The walls were narrow, and he couldn’t make out if there was another door at the top, or just a landing. There was no window, no light from the moon outside, and Darren didn’t dare search out a light switch.


When August closed the door behind them, they were plunged into a perfect darkness.


“Yeah.” He felt something cool and smooth press into his hand. “Here.”


Chapter 67