Novels by Author B

Ava's POVThe fourth day of living under constant surveillance felt like being suffocated slowly by invisible hands.Guards followed me everywhere. To the bookstore and back home and even on short walks that used to clear my head.I understood the necessity. Truly I did and yet understanding did not make the loss of freedom any easier to bear.Margaret noticed my growing frustration. She brought lunch to the bookstore and found me staring out the window at the guard stationed across the street."You look like a caged wolf." She set sandwiches on the counter. "This is eating you alive.""I finally had freedom." My voice broke, even though I tried to appear strong. "And now I am a prisoner again.""For your safety." Margaret's tone was gentle. "That makes a difference.""Does it?" I turned to face her. "I feel just as trapped as I did in Adrian's pack and at least then I understood why."The words hung between us. Margaret squeezed my hand but offered no other comfort because we both kn

Dante's POVJacob called at three in the morning and his voice carried an edge that made me instantly alert."We have a problem." He did not waste time on pleasantries. "The surveillance on Ava has escalated and when my team tried to identify the watchers they vanished completely."I was already out of bed and reaching for clothes. "How many?""At least four that we have counted but there could be more." Jacob sounded frustrated. "They are professionals and they know how to avoid detection.""I am on my way." I grabbed my keys and headed for the door. "Increase security around her immediately."The drive to Silver Creek took three hours and every minute felt like forever. My wolf paced restlessly and demanded I get to our mate now.Dawn was breaking when I arrived. The small pack territory looked peaceful in the early light but I knew predators where everywhere in those shadows.Tom met me at the border with an expression of concern. "Tell me everything." I followed him toward the pa

Ava's POVThree weeks in Silver Creek and I finally felt like I could breathe again without my chest tightening with old pain.I spent my mornings at the bookstore. The smell of old paper became my favourite and I knew most customers by name now.Mrs. Henderson came in every Tuesday for romance novels. Young Tommy browsed the graphic novels section after school and always left with recommendations I carefully selected.At noons, I ran the free lending library from the small gazebo in the town square. Wolves of all ages stopped by and borrowed books.The community embraced my project with enthusiasm that still surprised me. Someone donated a weatherproof cabinet and Tom helped install it near the gazebo.In the evenings, I studied business management online. My laptop screen glowed in the dim light of my apartment while I took notes about nonprofit organizations and community programs.The dream of a community center felt closer every day.Margaret said I had a gift for bringing people

Adrian's POVThe letter arrived with the morning mail and Jacob brought it to my office with an expression that told me he already knew what it contained.My hands shook as I opened the envelope. Ava's handwriting covered two full pages and every word felt like a knife twisting deeper into my chest.She had loved me. Past tense and that simple grammatical shift destroyed something fundamental inside me.I read about the Summit Ball. About watching me with Sophia and feeling her heart shatter.The pregnancy scare made me stop breathing. She had thought she might be carrying my child and had gone through that terror completely alone."I cannot forgive what you did with Sophia." The words blurred as tears I refused to acknowledge filled my eyes. "Trust once broken so thoroughly cannot be rebuilt."She was right. I knew she was right but that did not make it hurt any less.The letter ended with finality that left no room for hope. She wished me happiness but could not be part of my life a

Ava's POVI watched Adrian and Dante from the bookstore window and my hands shook with anger that had been building for months.They stood in the street arguing like I was some territory to be divided between them instead of a person with my own thoughts and feelings.Margaret touched my shoulder gently. "Are you alright, dear?""No." The honesty felt liberating. "But I will be once I stop letting them dictate my life."I went upstairs to my tiny room and sat at the desk Tom had given me when I first moved in. The wood was scratched and the chair wobbled but it was mine.Two sheets of paper. Two letters that needed to be written before I could move forward with any kind of peace.The letter to Adrian came first because his betrayal had cut deepest and needed the most words to explain.My hand moved across the page and years of love and pain poured out through the ink. I told him I had loved him with everything I had and that part of me probably always would.But the betrayal with Soph

Adrian's POVThe message from Jacob came through while I was reviewing pack security reports and the words made my vision blur with rage.Dante had been spotted in Silver Creek. Multiple witnesses confirmed he had spent over an hour with Ava at a local café and they had been laughing together.My wolf howled inside my chest. The thought of Ava smiling at Dante while I was stuck managing pack politics made violence surge through my veins."You cannot go to Silver Creek." Jacob stood in my office doorway like he could physically block me from leaving. "The bonding annual pack festival is in ten days.""I do not care about the ceremony." I grabbed my keys. "Dante is making his move and I will not sit here doing nothing."Jacob moved to block the door. "Your mother will lose her mind if you disappear right now.""Then my mother can handle the ceremony herself." I pushed past him. "I am done sacrificing my happiness for pack politics."The drive to Silver Creek felt endless. Every mile str