LOGINMy gaze sweeps across the courtyard, taking in the faces, the laughter, and the sense of peace that still feels surreal.And then my eyes find her.Xena.I can’t bring myself to call her Lola, just as she can’t bring herself to call me Sadie. To everyone else, we are Lola and Sadie but to each other
“Sadie?” Alec murmurs gently beside me, voice low and coaxing. “You ready?”I turn, and he’s there, exactly where he’s always been. Tall, steady, eyes soft in a way I once thought I’d never be on the receiving end of. He’s holding our son in his arms, swaddled in a light silver blanket that shimmers
He already knows. He always does.“Ready?” I say quietly, though everyone hears me.“Definitely… Been waiting to make you officially mine for months,” he says, earning a chuckle from everyone.Slowly, he puts Aspen down, who is smiling from ear to ear.We told her the truth, that Alec is her dad, an
The night is quiet. Not the tense quiet that comes before war, not the brittle silence of grief but a living stillness, deep and steady, like the world has finally exhaled.It has been a month since the battle. A month since blood stained this land. A month since Kaden fell. A month since I learned
Kaden sees it too late. He lunges, but we are faster.I raise my hand and time stops and light pours from me in radiant waves. Lola steps forward, shadows trailing her like smoke. Light and shadow coil around us, not fighting, but circling, choosing. The air thickens, charged, every particle vibrat
The guilt is suffocating. It crawls up my throat like it wants to rip me apart from the inside.This isn’t how it was meant to be. This isn’t how it was meant to end. Kaden wasn’t supposed to win.I wipe away the tears. No! I refuse to let her die.I feel something crack open in my chest at my deter
How did she even know he was outside the door? She’s still young and her wolf senses aren’t that developed. Maybe it’s their bond? But that would mean that it’s getting stronger.“Hey, Princess,” Alec murmurs, that deep, rugged voice curling around me like warm smoke.“Hi!” Aspen waves her little ha
I get him. After all, didn’t I get that nagging feeling that things will go horribly wrong? But what choice do we have? Even if I become the anchor for the spell, there is Xena to be worried about and something tells me that she won’t rest until Kaden is free.“Brian’s helping us. He’s training the
I sit at the breakfast table, my mind completely lost in thought.The dream—no, the memory—I just had doesn’t make any sense to me. There’s so much to unpack. So many unanswered questions.Ever since I started getting Nyx’s memories, I always assumed their mother was a Luna. I thought maybe their f
I still struggle with my training, I’m not gonna lie, but then again, I’m not an overachiever or a perfectionist like Xena is. I’m more down to earth and prefer things flowing as they should without trying to force things. If I don’t get a certain technique in the first trial like Xena, I no longer







