The Hyenas Gather 

Exhausted, she only woke when Baron leaned over and kissed her cheek. She was on her stomach in a tangle of sheets, as their last round of sex had left her. He was showered and had dressed, the fresh scent of his cologne still heavy on his skin after recent application. His cheeks were smooth, and his hair slicked back as he preferred it.

“I have to go into the office,” he told her, stroking his hand down her spine. “Sleep, Jane. It is still early, and we have a function tonight.”

She could not fall asleep again and so she rose and had a shower before stripping the over-used bedding off the bed and stuffing it into the hamper. She dressed in running gear, and cautiously made her way through the house hoping to avoid Angelique. As she reached the front door, movement on the landing caught her attention, and she looked up meeting Angelique’s eyes, before she dropped her gaze and hurriedly escaped into the morning.

She ran to the café and knocked on the kitchen door.

“Good morning,” James opened it. “We were beginning to worry,” he added as she stepped inside. “It has been a fedays.” His eyes searched her for bruises. She had deliberately worn a long sleeve running top to hide the now yellowing bruise left by Baron’s teeth on her shoulder and so knew there was nothing for him to see.

She smiled brightly. “I just couldn’t get awayI am sorry. They would stop me if they knew, so sometimes it’s just harder than others.”

“They?” Patrick was in the kitchen unpacking boxes onto the shelves.

“It’s complicated,” she rolled up her sleeves.

he will hurt me. Not on purpose. But my family… and Angelique…

a look with Patrick. “I

just… dissolving away, vanishing out of sight, so that no

deliberately trying to wound her, because of what Alice had said,

was just

in the city to contend with, and she would still be the runt, the weak, snivelling, pathetic omega of the pack. She would still humiliate and embarrass Baron at social functions because she would still be

the fate that had brought him her as his true mate and come to resent

She needed to escape that future, she thought, or, like her mother, she would surrender to their hatred.
As she ran back along the road, a car swerved and deliberately drove through a puddle dousing her in its spray. She stood for a moment in shock as the cold, filthy water covered her head to toe, and then grimaced and continued towards the house. She was not surprised to see the same yellow sports car parked out front of the house. As she ran across the lawn, other cars began to pull up.

front of the house, being greeted by Angelique, exchanging air kisses, their laughter and exclamations

without betraying the secrets Baron was paying the she-wolf to hide. How would Angelique explain her demotion from mistress and future wife to employee? Had she even said that

approached the kitchen entrance and found the staff busily prepping for Angelique’s guests, arranging petit fours and canapes on high tea

activity. “Best to be to your

was not Jane being laughed at, but included in the joke, a part of the pack, rather than the subject of its vitriol. Here, it was Angelique who

like, she thought, to be included rather

She crept up the servant’s stairs and along to her room. There was no one in it. She closed her door and pushed a couple of the armchairs against it to discourage attempts of entry, before showering quickly and dressing

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