LOGINBrian’s POV Cold, sterilized air filled the entire room. I lay on the soft bed in the Blackwood Pack medical center, an IV needle still taped to my arm. Clear fluid dripped down the tube, slow and steady, slipping into my veins one cool drop at a time. My body felt hollowed out, every breath tugg
Ashley’s POV “Brian…” Hebert said the name like it didn’t quite fit in his mouth, “he took part in the rescue. And he got hurt doing it. I’ve already sent someone to bring him back to the Blackwood Pack.” “Brian?” I jerked upright in his arms, stunned. “Him? How could he…?” It made zero sense. B
My mind went completely blank, like every drop of blood in my body had rushed straight to my head all at once. He was right outside the door. The guy who’d been talking to me on the phone literally a minute ago was standing outside my room now. I scrambled off the bed—hands, knees, whatever worke
He 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
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
The bathroom was thick with steam, fogging up the glass door. Her golden-brown hair hung wet against her back, those beautiful eyes locked onto the camera. Ashley let out a soft laugh, dripping with the confidence of someone in complete control. She knew exactly what she did to me—as the she-wolf I







