Chapter: Chapter 59Allison gently pulled away from him and looked at his face to see him looking down at her lap. She gently pulled his face up and kissed his soft lips. He pulled away quickly and looked back down. After a few moments, he whispered. "I'm sorry, Allie. If I could go back in time and take it all back, I would. I didn't even plan on doing that to you that day. I just saw you getting your things out of his truck and felt anger. I love you so much, and I never want to lose you."Allison let out a big breath and pulled Jensen's face up again so he would look at her. She whispered to him sweetly, "You're the love of my life and I forgive you. I want this to work between us, but you can't get jealous anymore."Jensen smiled softly and said. "Thank you, beautiful. I will not mess up again, I promise."Allison hugged Jensen tightly for a few seconds and told him to get in the truck. Jensen listened, pulled away, and shut her door so he could walk around and get in. Liam pulled up beside Jensen be
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Chapter: Chapter 58Liam loosened his grip on her face and pushed her head back against the bed. He removed his hand from her face and placed it on the bed right next to her head. He leaned in closely and whispered in her ear "I promise you one thing, baby girl: if I ever find out that he is, in fact, the one who did this..." Liam paused as the door opened and the nurse walked in to take her IV out.He stood back against the wall, watching everything that was going on. Allison flinched as the nurse pulled the tape off her hand and removed the IV. The site was red and painful, but the nurse said it would be less irritated after a while. After everything was done, before the discharge papers could be signed, they wanted her to shower and put on fresh clothes. Liam was still standing against the wall glaring at Allison when Jensen walked in. Liam shifted his gaze from her to Jensen. Jensen smiled at Allison and then looked over at Liam and asked what the angry face was about. Without answering, Liam left
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Chapter: Chapter 57Allison was in shock and didn't know what to say. She sat quietly, trying to process that the guy she possibly loved already had a child, a 3 month old baby. Allison was lost in thought and didn't realize that Liam was staring at her, trying to figure out if she was upset, if he had just lost her, or not."Allie?" Liam softly spoke her name. But she didn't move. She couldn't move. She was frozen, not knowing what to say. Out of nowhere, she just started laughing, and it made Liam jump because he was not expecting her to react that way."I'm sorry," Allie apologized for laughing."It's okay," Liam said, letting out a small chuckle, unsure of what to think."It's just that we haven't been dating long, and I guess while I was away in other states, you got serious with someone. I had no idea, and then she broke your heart and gave birth to your child." Allison said lightly, trying not to be rude.They both sat quietly for a few more moments, and Liam broke the silence by saying, "I under
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Chapter: Chapter 56Just then, a big black truck with blacked-out windows drove past them. Officer Whitney looked at Officer Charles, and they agreed to follow the truck to see where it would go. Not too far down the road, maybe 15 miles or so, the truck pulled into Allison's neighbor's driveway.Blane Love was Allison's neighbor and he had a record with his ex for domestic violence. the Officers slowly pulled up behind him and got of of their care making sure to use extreme caution. They didn't know what Blane was capable of. Even though he hadn't been in trouble in a while what was stopping him for attacking Allison? she was definitely naturally beautiful. Maybe he tried talking to her and she rejected him? Blane was immediately defensive and didn't want to cooperate with the police, so he was eventually arrested and taken to the station for questioning. When Blane was asked questions about Allison, he would get nervous and wiggle in his seat. One of the officers picked up on this behavior and asked h
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Chapter: chapter 55Great Liam was leaving, and Jensen was getting into bed. Allison couldn't do anything about it. She felt tense, but her body didn't show it. She could smell Jensen, and he smelled absolutely amazing, like the cologne he wore often. He smelled like Number 3 Leather Vintage Label Indego Blend. She had given it to him as a gift before they went to the resort together and everything happened.This definitely made her remember how loving, caring, and protective he used to be towards her before. Was she really starting to fall in love with him after what he just did to her? why would she be so stupid? After he got settled into the bed his warm body made hers tingle with excitement. She felt him kiss her lips. His lips were as warm and soft as they used to be. Then he whispered in her ear, "I'm so sorry, Allie. I don't know why I did that to you. I was so blind with jealousy and anger, and I never want to feel that way again. I hope you can forgive me, and we can at least be friends. I can
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Chapter: chapter 54Jensen and Liam sat in Allison's hospital room, casually chatting and catching up. It had been a few days, and they'd been fighting over Allison. Jensen was getting tired, but didn't want to leave Allison after what had happened. He didn't know if she would tell anyone what he had done either.Liam had fallen asleep in bed with Allison, and Jensen had fallen asleep on the couch. Liam's phone started ringing, and it jolted both Liam and Jensen awake. Liam looked at the screen, and his stomach ached when he saw who was calling.Rachel was Liam's ex-girlfriend. She had moved away to Nebraska about a year ago without saying a word to anyone before she left, and it completely broke Liam's heart.Liam ignored the call and put his phone on vibrate. He kissed Allison on the head and asked Jensen if he planned to stay the night at the hospital. Jensen looked at his watch and saw that it was already 11:46 p.m., so he said he would stay. Liam's phone kept ringing, one call right after the other
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Moonbound Heart Saga: Shadowed Veil (Book Two)
Shadowed Veil (Book Two)
Six weeks after the fall of Jade and the sealing of the Veil, peace finally touches Silverveil Pack — but it feels fragile, like glass underfoot.
Baylee Reeve Vale, once the hunted and the cursed, is now Luna in truth. Her body heals, her bond with Collin deepens, and the life growing inside her glows with quiet power. Yet the scar Jade left in the world hums with strange energy — something ancient, waiting.
As Baylee begins to sense whispers from the Veil that only she can hear, her allies prepare for what may come next. Heather stands fiercely at her side, Melody searches for answers in the ruins of prophecy, and Collin tightens the defenses of every border. But even as the packs rebuild, the Moon remains silent — and silence, they learn, is not mercy.
When a wounded stranger emerges from the scar bearing the mark of an unknown god, Baylee realizes Jade’s fall was not the end but a beginning. The balance between realms has shifted, and the child she carries may be the key — or the catalyst — to what comes next.
Torn between protecting her family and uncovering the truth, Baylee must face her destiny once again…
Because peace was never the Moon’s final gift.
It was her warning.
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty-One – “Bloodmoon’s Teeth.”There are moments that divide a pack’s history into before and after.Silverveil had a few.The night Baylee crossed the border.The fall of Jade.The breaking of Bloodmoon in Collin’s chest.And now, the birth of Charlotte Hale.This wasn’t just “a pup was born.” Packs had pups all the time. Life went on.No.This was the night Silverveil drew a line that would not move.The night Collin Hale stood at his border with blood still under his nails from delivering his daughter and told the world: mine.The night something not-wolf answered from the trees and said: we’ll take her anyway.And the night the Moon itself seemed to wake in a newborn’s eyes.—Scene 1: The BorderThe south border of Silverveil was not grand.It wasn’t a stone wall or a trench moat or some Old World thing with spikes.It was a line of pines, scarred and tall, the ground worn where patrols ran so often a low trail had formed. The air hummed with ward-scent—sage, salt, Collin’s dominance, Liam’s steadiness, Melody
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty – “Blood Born.”Wolves in labor stories are always lies.They always start soft. They always go like, “It was quiet. Candles. Steam. Gentle hands. Everyone spoke in whispers.”That is not what happened when Baylee Vale went into labor.What happened when Baylee Vale went into labor was that Silverveil went on war-footing.—Within three minutes of her first contraction:Liam had doubled border patrol.Ash Ridge scouts had already moved to the southern ridge unasked.Frostfang scent markers had appeared at the east approach like ghost teeth.Heather had three knives on her body and two more hidden in her braid.Zane had stationed himself outside the house and bared his teeth at anyone who so much as breathed too close.Jessica had boiled water because that’s what you’re supposed to do, even though no one knew why, and then boiled more just in case the first batch wasn’t “boiled enough.”Jimmy had taken up pacing like a caged bear.Melissa had braided her hair back, rolled up her sleeves, and taken her
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Chapter: Chapter Nineteen – “The Hunt That Follows.”Three weeks later, the bruises had faded.The anger hadn’t.Silverveil had changed.You could feel it the second you stepped past the wardline. The air felt thicker, like it held a low, constant hum. Patrol rotations doubled. No one ran the border alone anymore. Ash Ridge sent two wolves to stay on loan “for a while.” Frostfang started “visiting” in a way that just happened to put scouts in Ironclaw’s path. Hallowmere sent nothing but word, but that word traveled fast and bloody: Ironclaw drugged a Luna and kidnapped an elder in front of witnesses. That story had teeth.Ironclaw wasn’t the same, either.No one had seen Gunner in person since Hollow Creek.His wolves were still sniffing around the south woods, but their posture had changed. Less swagger. Less “we can do what we want.” More twitch.Because Silverveil hadn’t hit back—yet—but everyone felt it coming. Like a storm. Like a bow pulled to full draw and not loosed.And at the center of that bow: Baylee Vale.—Baylee shifted s
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Chapter: Chapter Eighteen – “When the Alpha Wakes.”Morning broke late over Silverveil.It wasn’t the sunrise that woke the pack—it was the scent.The air in the compound was heavy, electric, alive with the sharp tang of ozone and something older—something wild. Every wolf in Silverveil felt it in their marrow. The moment Collin’s bond flared through the pack link like a struck bell, heads snapped up. Sleepers stirred. Warriors dropped what they were doing. Somewhere, a mother gasped and clutched her child close without knowing why.Their Alpha was still under—but the air said not for long.---Scene 1: The ReturnThe pack gates groaned open before Liam could even shout for them. The courtyard was a blur—wolves rushing to meet the scent of blood and mud and exhaustion. Jessica was the first to appear, her hair undone, her eyes wild. She took in the sight of her daughter-in-law—limping, bruised, Heather and Zane at her sides—and the sound she made wasn’t human.“Baylee,” she breathed, and then she was running.Baylee didn’t get a word o
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Chapter: Chapter Seventeen – “Teeth in the Water.”For half a breath, Hollow Creek held.Everyone was still calculating.Then Ironclaw did the dumbest thing possible.They tried to pull Baylee back.It wasn’t even subtle.Gunner was still in the mud, fury burning off him in waves, Zane’s forearm jammed under his throat. He shouldn’t have had enough air to order anybody to do anything.But old habits die hard, and Ironclaw had followed that voice for years.“TAKE HER,” he snarled, shredding his throat on the order.Three of his wolves moved at the same time.Silverveil had been holding the moment together with thread and stare-down.That thread snapped.Everything that came next happened at once.—Heather was closer than anyone. She’d already cut the rope at Baylee’s wrists. She had one knee in the wagon, both hands down at Baylee’s ankle rope, sawing through tough hemp with a serrated hunting blade.The instant Ironclaw lunged, she moved.Heather wasn’t the biggest or strongest wolf in Silverveil. She wasn’t even the fastest.But she
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Chapter: Chapter Sixteen – “Council at Hollow Creek.”Dawn at Hollow Creek tasted like metal.The creek itself wasn’t pretty. People liked to talk about neutral grounds like moonlit glades and sacred stone rings and “place of peace.” Hollow Creek wasn’t that.It was a shallow cut in the land where water slid slow over black rock. Frost-killed scrub hugged the banks. Tree roots jutted out like ribs. Mist crouched low to the ground and didn’t rise, like it didn’t trust the air.The land felt stripped. Claimed and unclaimed at the same time. A place everyone said belonged to no one and everyone, which in wolf terms meant “no one will admit to owning the mess that’s about to happen here.”By the time the first pink line touched the horizon, four packs were already on site.Frostfang clustered loose on the far bank — lean, pale-eyed, scar-fetchers, quiet and attentive, their Alpha lounging like a watchful cat on a half-sunken log with her chin on her fist. She had a scar like frostbite across her throat and absolutely no patience for stupidit
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Chapter: Chapter Forty: The Moon’s Quiet BlessingBaylee slept for almost a full day after she woke. Not the heavy, frightening stillness of before. Not that sealed, unreachable Moon-sleep. This was human sleep. Real sleep. Healing sleep. Collin didn’t move from her side. He didn’t intend to — ever again, if he could help it. He sat still and quiet, one hand holding hers, the other palm resting over the curve of her stomach, feeling the living hum beneath her skin. Sometimes he whispered to the pup. Sometimes he whispered to her. Sometimes he whispered to both at once. And sometimes he just… breathed. For the first time in weeks, breathing didn’t feel like a fight. The room was warmer than it had been in days. Jessica had opened the curtains, letting daylight spill in across the floor. A small fire glowed in the hearth, banked low. There were flowers everywhere now—lilies, heather sprigs, pale mountain blooms, even scraps of scorched Emberfell fire-petal. Symbols of every allied pack, all gathered here, like offerings at a shri
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty-Nine: The AwakeningBaylee had always thought sleep was rest.This… wasn’t.She wasn’t floating, dreamy and warm. She wasn’t in darkness. She was caught — pulled between a body that wouldn’t move and a world that wouldn’t let her leave.Sometimes there was sound. A low voice. A touch on her hand. Sometimes fingers brushed through her hair, careful, reverent, steady. Sometimes she heard Heather muttering things like “if you die I’ll resurrect you just to yell at you.” Sometimes she felt Melody’s magic humming like a soft current.But always, always, there was him.Collin’s voice, Collin’s breath, Collin’s warmth, Collin’s heartbeat under her cheek — even when she couldn’t feel her own.You come back to me, he’d whisper. You hear me, Bay? You come back.And one day — she decided she was tired of making him wait.So she did.—It happened in pieces, like crawling up out of deep water.First: sound. A steady sound. Rhythmic. Familiar. The scrape of a chair leg across wood. A sigh.Then: scent. Pine smoke. Th
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty-Eight: While She SleepsThe world had gone quiet after the battle.Smoke still curled above the ridges, but the Veil no longer pulsed; the forest had gone back to breathing. The rain washed blood from the roots and stone. Wolves rebuilt fences, buried their fallen, and whispered prayers to a goddess none of them fully trusted anymore.And in the center of Silverveil, behind the warded doors of the Alpha’s house, Baylee slept.She hadn’t stirred in five days.Not a sigh. Not a twitch of lashes. Only the slow rise and fall of her chest beneath the blanket.---A Circle That Wouldn’t BreakNo one left her alone.Jessica sat in the mornings, knitting silently beside the bed. Derik took the evenings, sharpening blades at her bedside as if daring the Moon to try again. Melody refreshed the wards every few hours, fingers trembling each time she traced the sigil on Baylee’s wrist. Even the triplets took turns sneaking in, curling against the foot of the bed like tiny sentinels.But Collin never moved.He’d taken a c
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Battle of SilverveilDawn didn’t break.It tore.The sky over Silverveil split open in a smear of red-gray light like a wound in the air. The Veil pulsed with an ugly brightness, throbbing in slow waves as if the world itself were breathing through damaged lungs. The woods had gone silent. The river had gone still. The air tasted like iron.And then it began.Jade didn’t sneak in this time. She arrived like a storm front.The Veil ripped — ripped — and a shockwave rolled over the valley. Wolves staggered. Trees bent. Torches and lanterns blew out all at once.Collin didn’t wait for orders. “Positions!” his voice roared. “Silverveil with me! Ironclaw to the west flank! Frostfang, hold the ridge! Emberfell, burn them from range! Nightshade — shadows only, no direct engagement unless I call it!”Howls answered him, layered and powerful, bouncing off stone and tree like thunder made of teeth.They were ready.And yet Baylee knew: this wasn’t going to be won by armies.This was going to be won by her.Or lost
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty-Six: The Gathering of WolvesThe night Silverveil called for allies, the mountains answered.The Moon hung bruised and swollen over the valley, red clouds drifting like smoke. The air tasted of rain and blood, and the Veil pulsed faintly in the distance — the wound between worlds still open, still hungry.They didn’t have long.---The Call to ArmsCollin stood in the courtyard, silver light washing over his shoulders. Wolves gathered around him — his warriors, his family, his pack. Heather at his right, Liam and Lilly close behind, Melody murmuring quiet blessings under her breath.Baylee stood beside him, cloak drawn tight, her face pale but her eyes blazing.When she spoke, her voice carried through the courtyard like the sound of wind through steel.“Jade isn’t just after me anymore,” she said. “She wants to open the Veil — to tear the world between life and death apart. But she won’t do it alone. She can’t. She’s gathering the lost. The corrupted. The broken.”Her gaze swept the crowd.“We gather the living.
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty-Five: The Moon’s WrathThe first omen came at dawn.Silverveil woke to find every pool, puddle, and basin in the territory turned to silver. Not frozen. Not poisoned. Just reflective. Like liquid mirrors.Melody tested one with her fingertip and flinched back as if burned.“It’s watching,” she whispered.Collin’s jaw flexed. “Who?”Melody didn’t bother pretending not to know. “The Moon.”No one drank from the river that day.No one howled.No one slept with their window shutters open.They felt seen.Judged.Claimed.---By midday, the second omen arrived.The sky darkened, not with storm clouds, but with a strange pale glow. The air went still. Birds vanished. Even the insects fell silent. The hair on every wolf’s neck lifted.And then the nausea hit.Half the pack dropped to their knees in unison, gripping their stomachs, gagging on nothing. Jessica staggered and Derik caught her. Liam went to one hand and gritted through it. Heather bent forward, cursing. Even Collin stumbled, breath shuddering in his ch
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MoonRiver’s Broken Luna
In the depths of the MoonRiver Forest, where wolves rule beneath the pale light of the goddess, one name strikes fear into every heart—Alpha Draven, the Beast of the Silver Vale. Ruthless. Beautiful. Cursed. His power is unmatched, his heart forever frozen.
When the Moon Goddess binds him to Lillieth, a fragile and bullied omega from the lowest ranks of the pack, the bond feels like a cruel joke. The pack laughs. Draven rages. And Lillieth’s life becomes a waking nightmare.
She is mocked, beaten, and shunned—her wolf silent, her hope fading. Every day is another test of how much she can endure before she breaks. Yet beneath her suffering, something ancient stirs—a forgotten Luna’s bloodline, a power older than the moon itself.
When blood is spilled and secrets rise, Lillieth will discover that even a broken Luna can burn kingdoms to the ground… and that sometimes the monster destined to destroy you is the only one who can set you free.
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Chapter: Chapter Sixteen — Blood Moon AscendingThe House Holds Its BreathFor two days, MoonRiver did not sleep.The pack trained until their muscles trembled.The elders prayed to a Goddess who did not answer.The warriors patrolled in rotating pairs, eyes on the treeline, ears to the earth.The forest was too quiet.As if every creature knew something ancient was returning to reclaim what was owed.Lillieth sat on the high balcony overlooking the training yard. Her shawl wrapped her shoulders, her hair braided to control the weight, the crescent mark on her collarbone glowing faint-blue beneath her skin.Kade approached silently, but she felt him anyway.“You’re glowing again,” he said, leaning on the railing beside her.“Am I?” she murmured.“Mm.” He flicked the braid. “In a holy or terrifying way. Haven’t decided.”She huffed—almost a laugh, almost not. “You’re not afraid of me.”“No,” Kade said. “I’m afraid for you. There’s a difference.”Everyone was saying that, she realized.Fear for her.Concern for her.Draven. Jane. Lux
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Chapter: Chapter Fifteen — DevourThe night after the witch’s attack did not bring quiet.The pack slept in shifts, too afraid of the dark. The forest creaked, the wind never settled, and the moon hung swollen and low—pregnant with something that did not love them.Lillieth slept only in pieces.Not nightmares.Not memories.Visions.Her mother’s voice, her wolf’s voice, the witch’s laughter—all threading together through her skull like a song she should know the words to but didn’t.But when she woke—Draven was there.Sitting by her bedside, elbows on his knees, eyes on her like the world hinged on her lungs.“Water?” he asked softly.She nodded.He lifted the cup to her lips, his fingers steady even when his eyes were not.She drank, but she watched him.The storm-light through the window carved shadows along his cheekbones, caught the faint silver ring at his lip. His hair hung messy, damp still from rain or sweat—she wasn’t sure which. His shirt clung to him; he hadn’t changed since the fight.He looked dangerous
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Chapter: Chapter Fourteen — Moon, Blood, and the Lie That Made Us
The night didn’t fall; it dropped.Clouds slammed together over MoonRiver, thunder rolling like a drumline for war. The treeline shivered, then went still—the kind of still that means the forest is holding its breath because something older than wolves is walking through it.Draven felt it first—a pressure sliding under his skin, needling the red in his eyes. Kade felt it next and didn’t bother pretending he didn’t. Lux felt it last and set his feet anyway, because fear or not, the door he guarded was hers.And Lillieth?Lillieth heard it.Not with her ears. With the old, sleeping thing in her blood that had finally sat up and said: now.Nyx raked claws down Lillieth’s spine. Moon-born—brace.“Brace for what?” Lillieth whispered.The answer came as the east ward cracked like ice and blew inward in a snow of blue sparks.“Positions!” Kade barked, already moving. “Greta—medics to the inner hall, no one goes alone. Lux—on her door. Draven—”“I’m here,” Draven said from the threshold, voi
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Chapter: Chapter Thirteen — The Curse That Breathes
The pack had grown quiet after Tomas’s execution.Too quiet.MoonRiver wolves were creatures of noise — growls, laughter, footsteps in the dirt, the hum of dominance through every hall. Now, the air inside the packhouse felt heavy, thick, listening. Every whisper died too fast, every door closed too softly.Draven could taste it in the air — fear, guilt, something else beneath. The pack was grieving its sins. But not all of them were sorry.That night, storms gathered again.Lillieth stood by the window, her long black hair — clean now, loose for the first time in years — falling around her shoulders like silk ink. The shawl her mother had once woven was wrapped around her arms. Its faint silver embroidery shimmered against the lightning.She felt different. Stronger. And something inside her chest pulsed faintly, a glow that had begun when she’d washed the last of the cellar dirt from her skin.Nyx, her wolf, stirred for the first time in weeks.A low, melodic growl slid through her
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Chapter: Chapter Twelve — The Cost of TouchThe morning broke silver.Rain washed the edges of the forest clean, tapping against the window of Draven’s room with a rhythm that felt more like absolution than storm.Lillieth woke to the sound and the scent—fresh pine, wet earth, his warmth near her shoulder. She felt lighter, steadier. Still sore, but strong enough to breathe without flinching.Her fingers brushed at the tangle of her hair and caught halfway down. The braid had frayed days ago; underneath, it was heavy with sweat, blood, and smoke. The smell of the cellar still haunted it.“I need a shower,” she whispered, voice raw but certain.Draven, sitting in the chair by the bed, lifted his head. His wolf surged instantly, protective, worried, proud. “You think you can stand that long?”“I can try.”He hesitated. “You shouldn’t—”“Please,” she said softly. “I want the dirt gone.”That quiet plea undid him. He rose, towering and silent, and crossed to her side. “Then we do it slow.”---The ShowerSteam filled the bathroom i
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Chapter: Chapter Eleven — Where She SleepsLillieth surfaced to late light, the room blue and quiet, the air warm with storm and clean soap. Her throat didn’t feel like razors anymore—more like bruised fruit. Her ribs ached dull. Her wrists pulsed under the wraps. But her mind… clearer. Enough to think past the next breath.Enough to think about doors.“Hey,” Draven said, low, the word shaped like care instead of command. He’d felt the change in her breathing; he’d been doing nothing else but listening. “How’s the world?”She tested a swallow, then a nod. “Less… spinning.”“Good.” His thumb traced the edge of her bandage. “Water?”She nodded again. Greta had left a cup. He held the straw, patient, counting the sips under his breath like a litany. When she leaned back, spent, he settled the cup aside and eased her against the pillows, careful as if the linen could bruise her.Lillieth looked past him toward the door.His chest tightened.“Say it,” he murmured.“I should… go back,” she whispered. “My room. Jane keeps it clean. I
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