Isabella Anderson

Her name was Brisa Dorsey. She was overjoyed at the upcoming marriage with her boyfriend, who she had been in love with for years. But just before they were to apply for their marriage license, she found out that her boyfriend had an affair with Brisa's stepsister. In a fit of anger, Brisa decided to pay a man to have sex with her. Drunk as a skunk, Brisa shouted orders to the owner of the club she went to that night, wanting to have sex with him. And when she woke up the next day, she found that everyone was calling her "Mrs. Johns". Shocked, Brisa found out she had got married! To whom? The terrifying "Cold-Face King" in New York, who was the head of the Johns family as well as the Johns Group! But rumor had it that he never hang out with women. Didn't he like men? Sure enough, those rumors were all just rumors...

Alpha in Color

The pack gathers around, taking in the two burning fires.

Jackson and Sara had both been cremated. I watch as Atlas throws their remains into the flames.

Repeating the process all over again.

Other members of the pack come and go- adding their own objects to the flames.

Small objects that remind them of their fallen companions.

I softly take his hand, crossing his fingers with my own.

I feel stupid for asking the question but I don't know who this female Atlas speaks of is.

"She use to be the pack cook. Before Sandra."

Chapter .52.