Page 2 of Knot What I Expected

Careless once.

Reckless?

Fuck.

That might as well have been my middle name, but Havoc works just fine.

The memory comes hard and fast, same as it always does.

Prom night.

Blood.

Screaming.

My Wolf losing his goddamn mind.

And a girl who almost paid the price for something she never could’ve understood.

I close my eyes.

Bad fucking idea.

Because suddenly I’m there again.

Scared.

Horny.

Angry.

Too dominant for my own good and carrying a monster inside me nobody knew how to control.

Not even me.

Especially not me.

I’d been sent to the Macconwood Pack when I was still a pup.

My mother’s decision.

Probably the smartest thing she ever did for me.

I was born in Columbus, Ohio, into the Moon City Pack.

Fucking shit pile was too small, too weak, and too fucking scared of what I was becoming to hold me.

Dominance shows early in Wolves.

Mine showed too early. Too fast. And too fucking strong.

My mother knew exactly what that meant.

Sooner or later, the Alpha would see me as a threat.

Didn’t matter that I was a kid.

Didn’t matter that I had no interest in challenging him.