Addi
Tyler Jonas Maren. TJ?
No sooner do I think it than I voice it. “TJ?”
He chuckles. “No Addison. I go by Jonas. But I do know TJ. I guess you’ve heard of him somehow.”
“Have you been hunting me?” Is he the wolf from Lucas’s pack.
He smirks. “No I had no desire to take you. A pregnant Alpha female who recently gave birth with unpredictable hormones. Asking for trouble selling off something that could receive so many complaints. Female wolves are so unpredictable and dangerous postpartum. How my first mate died when she suddenly thought she was my equal.”
Keeping a wary eye on him, I scan the room a bit. I see barrels and metal drums of various sizes spread throughout the long narrow room. It appears to run the length of the warehouse. Glass beakers and chemicals in a cabinet behi
