By the time he returned to school, he’d be eighteen and a full wolf with his place within the pack. This was going to be the summer where they finally completed their transition. Several of his friends were scattered around the classroom, and they were all members of the pack. If some bitch thought they could come between them, then they were mistaken. Sometimes chicks tried, but they wouldn’t let them. An education was something he demanded of all of his pack, and that included his son, his heir.īeside him was his best friend, Jack Rowlands. His father was the alpha of the pack, and what he said was law.
If he could, he’d drop out of school altogether, but his father and alpha wouldn’t let him.
He was itching to get home and to get out of this hell-hole for the summer. Marshall Briggs sat in English class waiting for the bell to ring to finally let him out for that summer. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. No part of this book may be used or reproduced electronically or in print without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in reviews. WARNING: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal.
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