Okay I know it has been a really, really, REALLY long time…and I just have to say that I was having a writer's block. I'm sorry for those of you who have been waiting for this! Thank you for being patient! I promise you that I will be able to write a lot more….because I finally got a LAPTOP! I used to have to share one computer with my family, but now I have my own private one and it rocks! Oh, and if you remember Roxanne's bike She talked about in the beginning this is a picture of it! /wp-content/uploads/2007/04/mv-agusta-f4-cc.jpg. I'm so, so, so, so sorry! I'm going to try and write more now!

Duke's P.O.V

I was sitting on my giant leather couch relaxing in my loft that was on the North Shore of Chicago. I watched the flames of one of my many candles that were lit in the room. The lighting made the tile floors look like ice, and made many shadows grow on it.

I couldn't help but shutter. Just thinking about shadows, what might cause them, after that one night you could never see or do anything without questioning the dangers that might linger among them.

I sighed trying to relax. Today had been a rough day with King. He is very hard to bargain with, but all in all, I won as always.

I took another sip of champagne waiting for the news I had asked for, news about Roxanne.

I smirked.

She wouldn't be happy that's for sure. She has always hated me, always reminded me how much she wanted me out of her life. She didn't realize that it only made me want her more.

I bit my lower lip to hold in a laugh.

She truly was the perfect girl for me; Beautiful, headstrong, loyal, and over all…powerful. She doesn't even know it, but she is actually the strongest among her pack, and even stronger than me. Therefore she was perfect, and I was perfect for her. I understand just how special she is unlike those fools that are called her friends. They've been hiding it from her, trying to "protect" her, but I won't be so selfish. I will give her everything she has ever desired since, unlike King's pack, I have plenty to offer: a perfect home, a perfect pack and a fortune that could never end. She has never been able to have the things she has wanted. In fact, I am the one who bought her that motorcycle she loves so dearly, even though she doesn't know it.

I heard feet shuffle in the room behind me.

"Well, how did it go?" I asked swirling the champagne in the glass. "Nicely I hope."

I heard a couple of uncomfortable clearing of throats and shifts.

I grinned.



"Then again, this is Roxanne, she does make things a little bit more difficult then she should." I took another sip.

"Duke, she had a worse reaction then we thought she would." I heard my most trusted companion, Bryan, answer in an unsure voice.

My grip tightened around the glass.

"Which means?" I asked trying to keep calm.

"She ran off. We followed her and only got a note she left in front of the dance studio to Rick. She said she was visiting some old friends and will be gone for a while." He informed.

I let a light growl rumble through my chest making the few member of my pack behind tense. I could tell they feared me, I could smell it, feel it, and easily see it. Just thinking about them cowering made me calm down. My grin slowly grew back on my face. I ran my hands through my dark brown hair as I rose from the couch,

"If it's a chase she wants…" I turned to them and smiled. "It's a chase she will get."