When they didn’t take me out of my cell for a few weeks, I knew my time was up. Or maybe it was a couple of months. I’d long since stopped bothering to scratch marks into the walls of my cell—or into my own flesh, since I healed too quickly and the entertainment value...

The third confusing, vaguely disturbing email came in with a ping on the Friday afternoon right before midterms. Still desperately trying to get my Chem 101 exam organized, I almost ignored the sound from my laptop. I had the questions scrawled on sticky notes, and...

“A little help?” Nate said irritably, turning to glare at me over his shoulder. “All those alpha muscles ought to be good for something!” He startled me out of my fugue, and I blinked at my red-faced mate, who was sweating even though the temperature had dropped to...

Being chained up in a basement wasn’t as bad as being chained up in a cave, an outhouse, or a condemned poultry-processing plant. What did it say about my life that I could draw that comparison? Some might’ve pointed out that I ought to stop doing the shit that led me...

It had been years since I set foot in the Armitage pack's territory, and I'd hoped to keep that winning streak going for a while longer. Of course, being kidnapped and cursed had a way of changing your plans. Not that I was really setting foot in it now, more like...

“So stop me if you’ve heard this one.” I leaned up against the bar, cocking my hip and batting my lashes a couple of times at the hulking, leather-jacketed alpha who’d somehow thought it’d be a good idea to sit down on a bar stool. I’d been out back taking a phone...