Hawke Snow személy
SnowDancer Alpha
heart and soul of the pack
became alpha at 15
the alpha of the wild wolves in his range, as well
believes the girl destined to be his mate, Rissa, died years before
father Tristan taken and experimented on by the Psy, broken
mother Aren a submissive wolf who could not live without her mate
mother a submissive
no blood relations, all of his family died when he was young
believes he will remain mateless
ruthless, his only loyalty is to his pack
a complete predator to the core
iron will and self control
filled with tightly controlled pure, unadulterated rage
deep hatred of the Psy Council
the one who most closely resembles his beast in human form
his wolf is always close to the surface
senses are more acute than even other changelings
tall and heavily muscled, over 200 pounds
silver-gold hair, eyes the same icy blue in wolf or human form, warm honey skin
shifts into a huge white wolf, with icy blue eyes
early thirties
mate of Sienna Lauren
Idézetek
94-95. oldal
“She got to me.”
“It happens to the best of us.”
“Yeah? Who gets to you?” He was so strong that sometimes she worried. Everyone needed to bend a little, even a panther responsible for the lives of his entire pack.
“That damn wolf. He sent you a present last week.”
Sascha smiled at the thought of Hawke’s flirting. The SnowDancer alpha did it only to jerk Lucas’s chain. “I never saw any present. What was it?”
“How the hell should I know? I stomped on it and threw it into the deepest crevice I could find.” He smirked. “Then I called him to ask how Sienna was doing.”
“Did Brenna show you the website?”
“Yes.” A dark mutter.
Hawke’s wolf huffed in laughter, thinking of the secret stash of “I ❤ Judd” T- shirts and buttons Drew had purchased for everyone to wear at the next lieutenant meeting. “I’m thinking of making you my new PR person.”
“I’d hate to turn my niece into a widow so soon,” was the cool answer.
“I hear women are posting their phone numbers on the site for you.” Accompanied by sexy videos and photos.
Judd’s eyes gleamed. “Not after Brenna hacked the site and plastered a message on their homepage pointing out that I’m very happily mated to a wolf with sharp teeth, razored claws, and a wild case of insane jealousy.” A small smile that was nonetheless, quietly satisfied. “She also uploaded several gruesome photos of feral wolf kills.”
Rolling her eyes, Sascha turned back to Mercy. “We should go in and grab seats—Tamsyn was here when you woke this morning and she said you’re going to be fine, but you need more bed rest. Lara gave the same orders to you.” She pointed an admonishing finger at Riley.
“Sascha darling, I don’t know what you and the cat get up to in bed, but those two aren’t resting.” Hawke padded over, and Mercy noticed that though he was wearing jeans and a white tee, he was barefoot. Crazy wolf..
“You know the two cats who came up here?” he said out loud, mentally vowing to melt that icy control, and more, to make her see him. “The ones who thought they might have a shot with Mercy?”
“Eduardo and Joaquin?” Hawke said, his hair catching the light as he leaned back in his chair and folded his arms behind his head. “What about them?”
“They took Riley out drinking last night.”
The three of them digested that for a second . . . before grins appeared on all their faces, segueing slowly into chuckles, then outright laughter […]
“Make sure you speak to Indigo so she can adjust your duties.” Hawke’s wolf was scraping at the insides of his skin now, his vision starting to blur. “And stay out of my way while you’re here.” The order came out harsh as the edge of a rusted blade.
Sienna’s face went white even as fury tightened the corners of her mouth. “Don’t worry. I didn’t come back to see you.”