Bryce I didn't need no rich alpha to take care of me. I was a street cat, after all. But I did need money. If I could just get a bit more, I could afford some h

Sam I was just a poor, helpless kitten. Born and raised as an alley cat, I never really figured out the whole survival game. I hated begging. I hated rummaging

The King is dead. Died in a hunting accident. The kingdom mourned. They wept. They moved on. But the king wasn’t dead. He was very much alive. Now King Tobias

Lupine loved cats. Chasing them up trees, that was. Craig, however, was not a typical, ordinary cat. His sire, Kahn WrathClaw, was the richest man in the city.

I was a cat, dammit! Not some piece of meat for an alpha to chew up and spit out. I wasn't going to take it anymore! Now that I’ve left, though, I had nowhere