LOGINBrynnThe world stilled.It was as though even the mountain outside, ancient and proud, had paused to listen. The cold wind that forever howled around the Fiato peaks fell quiet. The torches burned lower, flickering gold and amber light across Mia’s skin.It was as if even the night animals knew that there was something scared going on in the castle for all the voices stopped.I could hear her heartbeat, soft, steady, alive, and Frynn’s breath beside me, mirroring my own. For the first time since the day we found her in the waters of that cursed sea, I felt… whole.Mia was ours. Not as property, not as conquest, but as the other piece of our fractured souls finally returned.Her eyes, bright and stormy, lifted to meet mine. The same courage that had made her stand against those men burned now with something gentler, something sacred.“Brynn,” she whispered, my name like a prayer.My wolf rose inside me, a creature of fire and ancient vows. It stirred beneath my skin, howling its claim
MiaThe room was quiet after the storm.The silence that followed was alive; breathing, pulsing, humming with something larger than us. My skin still tingled where their hands had been, where warmth lingered like the ghost of firelight. I could hear our hearts, three rhythms, trying to learn one another’s beat.Brynn’s hand brushed a stray curl from my face, his touch feather-light, reverent. Frynn was behind me, his breath steady against my shoulder, his warmth a soft wall that anchored me in the spinning stillness. I should have felt shy, small even, caught between the two of them, but I didn’t.For the first time in my life, I felt whole.We weren’t just three bodies tangled in the afterglow. We were something ancient, a constellation realigning itself after centuries of being torn apart. The air shimmered with quiet magic. The world outside our window, the great Fiato peaks and their silver crowns of snow, bowed to the hush. Even the moon hung lower, as if to watch.Brynn’s golden
MiaSteam swirled around me like a shroud. I sat on the edge of the marble tub, letting warm water drip down my wrists and pool on the floor. My heart still hadn’t slowed.I could feel him… no, them, through the bond. Their twin heartbeats, one steady as the earth, the other restless as a storm. They were waiting. I didn’t have to look to know it. I could sense it.They were as nervous as I was and as anticipating. For the first time since I had come to Fiato Castle, I was afraid… not of pain, not of enemies, but of what I felt.I was no longer the weak girl who hid behind the healer's herbs and silence. I was no longer a frightened orphan from Crimson Pack. I had faced death and shadows and survived. Yet now, standing in a room filled with golden candlelight, I trembled at the thought of love.Because love, this love, was bigger than anything I had known.I drew a shaky breath and stood. My reflection in the misted mirror didn’t look like the Mia I remembered. My eyes were brighter,
MiaThe door clicked behind me, sealing me inside the bathroom, my breath coming fast, uneven, like I had been running for miles. I pressed my palms to the cool marble counter and met my reflection in the mirror. My cheeks were flushed; my pulse fluttered like a trapped bird beneath my skin.Frynn’s gaze still burned through me. I could feel it, even though he wasn’t in the room anymore, the heat of it, the hunger buried under the calm mask he always wore. It wasn’t the kind of look he used to give me before. Back then, he had been all teasing grins and easy laughter. But tonight… it was different.Tonight, he looked at me like I was something sacred and… dangerous.The water in the tub steamed faintly, and I sank into it, hoping it would calm the rush inside me. It didn’t. The warmth only made it worse. It reminded me of his skin, his scent, the way his presence filled every space until breathing felt like a choice.The mountain outside was quiet, but the bond wasn’t. It pulsed under
MiaTheir screams were like music to my ears. Desperate, broken, the kind that once belonged to me.Now they trembled at my feet, weak, trembling things who once called me useless.I stepped closer, letting my shadow stretch over them. The air still shimmered faintly from the energy I had expelled. My body hummed with power, thrumming beneath my skin like wildfire restrained by will. One of the men, the one whose wolf I had torn apart with a flick of my wrist first, tried to crawl backward. His arms shook violently, blood dripping from his nose. “P-please…” he rasped. “Kill me. Just… end it.”A humorless smile tugged at my lips. “Oh, now you beg?” My voice came out calm, but it carried that edge of something dark, something unyielding. “You weren’t so polite when you called me weak, were you? Or when you said I wasn’t fit to breathe the same air as you.”He tried to look away, but I crouched in front of him, forcing his eyes to mine. “Tell me, how does it feel? To lose what makes y
MiaThe sound of my name ripped through the air, raw and desperate.I froze. My heart knew that voice before my mind did. I turned, slowly, as if afraid it would vanish like mist if I moved too fast. And then I saw them… two silhouettes stepping out of the trees, tall and broad, moving with that familiar strength that always made me feel… safe.Brynn. Frynn.My mates.A week apart had stretched like a year, like chains around my chest. And now, in the space of a heartbeat, they were here.The fire in my veins, the strange glow in my eyes, the cold fury that had carried me through that fight… everything melted away. I ran. My feet hardly touched the ground before I leapt forward and threw myself at them, wrapping my arms tight around both of their necks.They caught me without hesitation, strong arms locking around me, pulling me against them until I was crushed between their chests. I buried my face into Brynn’s shoulder, inhaling the wild pine scent that was him, while Frynn’s hand s







