LOGINHe definitely didn’t need to check with me—an Omega—about it. “You… you’re asking me?” I asked, unsure I’d heard right. “Of course.” His answer came without hesitation. “You’re the one they hurt, so you have the right to decide how this ends. And you’re also the lead on this project. Whatever happ
Ashley POV “Hey sweetheart, get some rest first. I’ve got a few things to deal with.” Caroline gently closed the door for me, her movements so soft it was as if she was afraid of disturbing me. The room returned to silence, leaving only the faint sound of wind outside the window. I lay on that ov
“Sweetheart, dependence and independence aren’t opposites,” Caroline said with a small, knowing smile. "No matter if you're human or one of us supernaturals, we're all basically pack creatures. It’s wired in our bones. We look after each other, lean on each other. Being independent doesn’t mean you
Ashley’s POV I had been asleep for what felt like forever. It was like drifting in a warm, endless ocean—no pain, no fear, just nothingness. For a while, I honestly thought I was already gone. Then a faint streak of light pierced through the darkness and brushed against my eyelids. I forced mys
Hebert’s POV While I was fighting to free Ashley, I could feel Brian already locked in a brutal brawl with that bastard Paul. The dull thuds of fists smashing into flesh, mixed with Paul’s miserable screams, kept bouncing off the basement walls like some twisted echo chamber. Cecilia, stunned for
Only two. Which meant, in the end, it would just be me and Brian going in. I took the cold crystal bracelets, gripping them hard enough that my knuckles ached. “Thank you,” I said solemnly, then turned and bolted toward the exit. No more time to waste. Ashley, wait for me. I swear—no matter if
My mind spun fast, pulling up every scrap of memory I had about this woman. Back in the southern social scene, we used to keep up that fake “besties” routine—plastic smiles, hollow compliments, the whole deal. That was before my father passed. Back then, she loved dragging me to those pointless afte
The moment Ashley woke up the next morning, her hand automatically slid across the sheets, searching for her phone. Nothing from Hebert. So… did he think she was acting weird last night? Maybe. A small, dull ache flickered in her chest, but she pushed it down. This wasn’t the moment to spiral ov
Hebert’s POV The screen went completely dark. I stared at that pitch‑black rectangle, my hand still stupidly frozen in midair. The busy tone kept beeping, slow and grating, like a dull saw dragging back and forth across my nerves. She hung up. Just like that—clean, sharp, no hesitation—cutting o
The physical craving got soothed for maybe a minute. Then it hit me—a hollow, suffocating emptiness that crashed over me like a wave. I opened my eyes and stared at him on the screen. He looked so close, but he might as well have been on another planet. I reached out with wet fingers, pressing my f







