Charlotte has always been the spare one. The second daughter, the invaluable one. She hasn't minded even though it hurts. It gives her the kind of freedom that her sister can only dream about. The freedom that has to be taken away when she is promised to the notorious Alpha Hunter.

She won't do that; not when she realizes she has a mate out there so she runs away. And where does she run? Straight into the arms of her mate?

Logan has never really put that much thought into having a mate. Now that he does he will do anything to keep her safe even if battling a crazed and much older Alpha who wants to keep his mate for himself.

In between the alphas

　　Greg took the box out of my lap and cursed when he saw the same thing I did- the severed head and heart of Mrs. Wiggins.


　　I knew the image would haunt me forever. Her eyes, bloody and wide open and her mouth open forever in a silent scream. I tried but I couldn’t forget the gashes that covered her cheeks and I knew without a doubt that her death was not swift or painless. And then to top it off there was bloody pulp that used to be her kind, beating heart.


　　Even if I tried, even if I took a thousand years; I would never forget this image. Not when it is all my fault.


　　“This is fucking crazy,” he growled, “What the actual hell.”


　　I broke down into loud and heartbroken sobs, unable to control my reaction and Greg pulled the cover over the box; effectively blocking out the smell that I knew I also would never forget, threw the box to the back and unbuckled my seat belt to pull me into a hug.


CHAPTER 41