“They are coming.”
There was a buzz of excitement in the pack house as William got the link from the guards at the border that Eudora had arrived at Rebel Moon.
Michael stood on the porch with Hannah tucked under his arm and watched the young female alpha alight from an expensive model SUV. At first glance she seemed quite ordinary. She was small and curvy, with long brown hair that she had twisted carelessly on top of her head. Her face was bare of any make-up, but she had the kind of natural beauty that needed no ornamentation. As soon as she slid out from the car, her mate was immediately at her back.
Jericho Carrole was no joke. He was almost as large as Michael, and twice as dangerous. Everyone knew that he was a retired hitman, one of the infamous “King’s Assassins.” His pier
