BOOK 3: The Silver Cage

Because there’s no such thing as a tame werewolf

Alfie opened his eyes. She was back already.

As Divinia picked her way across the cage towards him, he pulled himself up into a sitting position. His left hand was still chained to the bars behind him, his right hand too injured to be any use.

‘How are you feeling, Alfie?’ she said, crouching down in front of him.

Alfie moaned something. His mouth felt like it was full of dry sand.

‘Oh, I know, I know,’ she touched his face. ‘One more time and then we’ll see about getting you something to drink.’

As her hands moved down his body, Alfie tried not to scream.

*

Iris and Alfie have been driven apart by the strongest forces in the werewolf world. The powerful thrall of the Divine Wolf: the mother of them all.

Now Iris needs to win Alfie back, not just for herself, but because the fate of the world could rest upon it.

But the only way to free Alfie from the power of the Divine Wolf is to kill her. Something that could end the lives of all werewolves. Including Alfie himself.

Extract I
Extract II
Leon’s Baddest Moment
Blake’s Big Gun
Alfie and Iris’s first time