Novels by George Stevenson

Serena was frozen, turned away from Elias, tears still streaking down her face. She didn’t hear him go, didn’t notice when he withdrew, but she felt the retreat that accompanied his leaving — the stillness following him like a tail. The air around her turned stagnant and heavy in her chest; there was a weight on her heart.Lucian had appeared next to her, as imposing as before. There was a glint in his eyes, a combination of contentment and interest as he regarded her. “You did the right thing,” he said in a low, somehow indifferent-sounding voice. “You belong to me, under my protection now.”Before she could even respond, Lucian walked off without another word, leaving Serena drowning in the cold silence of the room, feeling more lost than she'd been moments ago. She stood torn between the life she had chosen and the life that could have been, the path she had taken and the gnawing sorrow that had caught the place in her mind where hope toed the line between optimism and despair. Aft

Serena opened her eyes, hazy and mind fuddled with the agonizing pain that pulsed through; She cried out, as the marking on her flesh surged like a second heart, an ever-present reminder of what had blossomed inside of her. Serena lay on the plush surface, looking up at the stone ceiling, still trying to understand the sensations swirling in her head. "You're awake!" A voice spoke from the side. It was Mira, coming into the cave carrying a tray filled with food and medicine. Serena tried to prop herself up, but the nausea and dizziness that crashed over her senses sent her back down, a low moan escaping her mouth.“Easy,” Mira whispered, soothing.“You need to rest,” Mira said gently. "You've had quite a day."Serena looked away, turning her head to meet Mira’s eyes. She was so laced with concern; her black eyes so worried, her brow furrowed."What... What happened?" Serena stuttered, her voice faint.“You collapsed,” Mira said gently, her voice tinged with a note of sympathy. “The ma

Locked in Lucian's quarters, Serena paced like a caged animal. Night had fallen, and no one had come for her since Lyra's threat. Even Mira had stayed away.The carved wolf figurine grew warmer in her palm with each passing hour. Its tiny eyes now glowed with an eerie blue light that matched the flecks in her Onyx fur.Exhaustion finally won. Serena collapsed onto the fur-covered bed, the stone wolf clutched to her chest. As her eyes closed, a strange hum filled her ears—like distant voices calling her name.Sleep claimed her instantly.She ran through an ancient forest unlike any she'd ever seen. Trees towered hundreds of feet above, their trunks wider than houses. Moonlight filtered through leaves the size of boats, casting silver-blue shadows across the forest floor.Serena wasn't alone. Dark shapes moved alongside her—other wolves with midnight fur that seemed to swallow light. Onyx wolves, just like her. Dozens of them, running as one.Joy surged through Serena's body. This was r

Elias Storm raced through the forest, his silver-gray fur blending with the morning mist. His heart pounded with each leap, each bound taking him farther from the Nightfang territory. The howl he'd released still echoed in his mind.He hadn't meant to reveal himself. For three days, he'd tracked Serena, staying downwind and hidden. Seeing her transform into that magnificent black wolf had shaken him to his core. The rumors were true. She truly was an Onyx wolf.And she was more powerful than anyone could have imagined.When dawn broke, Elias shifted back to human form and dressed quickly in the clothes he'd stashed in a hollow tree. His tall frame moved with the grace of a born Alpha as he made his way to the meeting point."Well?" A voice came from behind a large oak.Elias turned to face his Beta, Marcus Reed, a stocky man with sharp eyes and unwavering loyalty."I found her," Elias said, his voice tight. "She's with Lucian Draven."Marcus cursed. "So the rumors are true. She's join

The morning came too soon. Serena woke to Mira shaking her shoulder gently."Alpha wants you in the training grounds," Mira said, her eyes wide. "Everyone's waiting."Serena clutched the small wolf carving hidden under her pillow. She had slept with it in her palm all night, Ronan's words echoing in her mind: A warning. And a promise."What time is it?" Serena asked, shaking sleep from her head."Just past dawn. Hurry—Lucian doesn't like to wait."The training grounds sat in a flat clearing behind the mountain caves. As Serena approached, she saw a circle of wolves gathered, their faces a mix of curiosity and distrust. Lucian stood in the center, bare-chested despite the morning chill, his muscled body covered in scars that told stories of countless battles."Finally," he said when he spotted her. "Your training begins now."The pack parted to let her through. Serena felt their stares burning into her back. Lyra stood at Lucian's right, her red hair blazing in the morning light, her g

Serena's heart leaped at the sight of the silver-gray wolf. Could it really be Elias? Before she could move toward it, the wolf vanished into the shadows."Shift back," Lucian commanded, drawing her attention. "You'll need to meet everyone as human."The transformation was easier this time. When Serena stood on two legs again, she noticed her arm had partially healed—still tender, but no longer broken. She clutched Lucian's jacket around her body, suddenly aware of the many eyes watching her."This way," Lucian said, leading her toward the largest cave entrance. Wolves parted to let them pass, some curious, others openly hostile.The main cave opened into a surprisingly warm space with a high ceiling. Fire pits provided light and heat, while animal skins and woven mats covered the stone floor. Tunnels branched off in different directions, leading deeper into the mountain."Alpha!" A young woman hurried toward them, carrying a bundle of clothing. "I've brought things for your guest.""