their city full of
shifters so successful. They controlled it well, and the people who lived there
appreciated it.
Requests came in everyday asking to be members of
one of their packs or to simply move their pack to town. It was hard to allow
that when you have Alphas involved. They usually talked them out of it and
explained how they ran Alpha City and suggested that they set up camp somewhere
else.
One of Ryder’s businesses was real estate and finding
land for those packs was what he loved. Starting a new community for packs made
him appreciate his great-great grandfather even more. The struggles he had to
go through to build this city and make it successful was why Ryder continued to
help the others. Plus, it was a great way to stay connected to each other.
Frankie Weeber was one of those people. He brought
his family to Alpha City thirty years ago, and his bakery made the best bread
Ryder had ever had. His bread making skills had made a name for him all over
the country. You could say that Frankie was famous for it and hence the need
for expansion. His company was sending out his baked goods all over the United
States. His donuts gave Krispy Kreme donuts a run for their money, and it
didn’t hurt that he was a member of his pack.
He didn’t mind that Frankie wanted to expand his
business. In fact he was all for it. The expansion would bring in more business
for the pack, and since Ryder owned a Construction Company it would benefit him
as well. Many of the new members of the pack didn’t have a job when they moved
to the city, but with the addition of the bakery and the construction, his pack
members would have new job opportunities. The lead architect on the project was
a member of the Walsh Jaguar Community, and the designer was a member of the
King Bears, so the work was spread out among the community of shifters.
Ryder pulled out a folder while Frankie spoke of the
changes he was going to make. Opening it, Ryder stared down at the picture
inside. He tried not to look at it constantly, but he couldn’t stop himself.
His wolf went wild as he studied her beautiful face. He’d had his sister’s
roommate investigated to make sure that no harm would come to Zoey, but little
did he know the pull he would feel after seeing her picture.
London Grey was the most beautiful woman he’d ever
seen. She had long curly hair and big gray eyes. The picture had been taken as
she got out of her car; she was turning around to check out her surroundings
when the investigator snapped it. He’d never seen gray eyes on a woman before,
but her eyes reminded him of a tiger. She looked untamed and wild, and he secretly
wanted to be the one who would try to tame the beauty.
Zoey talked about London all the time when she
called him, and he couldn’t find anything wrong with her. Her background came
back clean. He knew she was orphaned and sent to live with her grandmother when
her parents were killed in a car accident.
The investigator showed Ryder the police report
involving her parent’s death. More like murder with all the holes in it. A
witness watched as her parent’s car was pushed off the edge of the cliff by a
dark SUV. The witness pulled over to render aid, but before he could get out of
his car, her parent’s vehicle exploded.
The report added that they were heading to the
school to check London out. The house had been packed up and ready to move when
the accident occurred. When they questioned London, she had no idea they were
moving again.
Ryder didn’t like the term “again.” She used it
because the Grey’s had moved twenty times since London was born. She was
practically home schooled because they moved so much. London was a straight A
student when she was able to attend school. Every report from all the schools
stated that her IQ was at genius level, but she was shy and an introvert when
it came to socializing.
At first, Ryder was worried at the type of woman his
sister was living with but Zoey loved