LOGINShe's just a nerd focused on surviving med school, barely social. Calla Evernight is not interested in romance or drama or anything outside her textbooks. But all changes when Ronan Graymark, Alpha, star hockey player and captain of the Icewolves walks into her life and calls her "Mate" Calla wasn't even a wolf and had no idea they existed. Ronan's wolf is dying and she's the only one who can save him. Thrown into hidden world of power, secrets and ancient bloodlines, Calla must uncover the truth and find out why her body craves the one person she swore to stay away from.
View MoreCalla It’s been two days since the fight, though it still feels like it’s happening in the back of my head. Every time I close my eyes, I can still see flashes of fire, hear the growls, smell the blood. But the quiet has finally returned. Saturday morning sunlight slides through the cracked blinds, spilling over the mess on my bedside table. Blaire sits cross-legged on the couch, eating cereal from the box like she owns the place. “You realize you’re kind of famous now, right?” I groan, rolling over to bury my face in the pillow. “Please don’t start.” “I’m serious,” she says, crunching loudly. “Half the pack keeps talking about your wolf. They said she glowed. And that mark on her side—some healer leaf thing? You basically shut everyone up.” I peek out from under the blanket. “You mean the same people who wanted me gone a month ago?” “Exactly those people.” She grins, clearly enjoying this too much. “Guess the universe likes proving people wrong.” I push myself up slowly, muscle
RonanI think I’m dreaming. There’s warmth spreading through my chest, gentle at first, then sharper, like something alive pushing its way back inside me. I gasp and air rushes in, thick with dust and iron. My body aches everywhere, and the ground feels cold beneath my palms. I blink, but my vision keeps swimming. The sky above me looks torn, gray clouds curling over what’s left of the battlefield.I hear a faint sound, steady breathing close to my ear. When I turn my head, I see her.Calla.Only she’s not how I remember. Her body is different, larger, coated in brown fur that glows faintly under the moonlight. Her paws are pressed against my chest, and there’s a strange light pulsing along her side, shaped like a leaf. It glows each time she exhales, spilling warmth through me. I can feel it moving inside my veins, spreading like a slow burn, knitting things together that I thought were already gone.My throat tightens. I try to move but she presses down, holding me there, eyes locke
Calla The pen slips from my fingers before I realize I’ve stopped breathing. One second I’m writing notes for the exam I probably won’t pass, the next my chest tightens so hard I nearly fall out of my chair. The library is dead quiet, except for the sound of my pulse pounding in my ears.It feels like someone just drove a blade straight through my ribs. Not mine. His.I clutch the edge of the table, knuckles white, trying to steady the shaking in my hands. Every breath burns. My heart is racing too fast, too wild, like it’s chasing something I can’t see.“Ronan,” I whisper before I even think. The name tastes like blood in my mouth.The lights flicker. A low ringing fills my ears, then a voice — faint, broken — drifts through the noise.“Calla…”I jerk my head up. “Who’s there?” My voice sounds smaller than I expect. The rows of shelves stretch out around me, endless shadows between them. No one answers, but I feel something stir deep inside me, something that doesn’t belong to this
Ronan The clash around me grows louder, steel against claw, roars echoing through the woods. My breathing is uneven, ragged, each inhale scraping through my chest. I can feel the blood soaking through my shirt, sticky and warm, but I can’t stop now. Caius is on his knees, cornered by Gerald who looks far too calm for the chaos around him. He stands there, his coat fluttering in the wind, his face drawn into that smug expression that used to look harmless when I was younger.Now, all I see is the monster behind it.“Get away from him!” I snarl, forcing my body to move though everything aches. The ground beneath my boots is muddy with blood, the scent sharp and raw in the air. My muscles tremble as I grab Caius by the arm, but he jerks away, eyes flashing black again.His growl cuts through the air, low and broken, like he’s caught between pain and fury. I see the struggle in him—his body wants to tear me apart, but his eyes, for a brief second, look like my brother’s. There’s fear the






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