LOGIN“But that is not why we are here today. I am standing before you to declare that I am no longer hiding. I have come here, not just to reclaim my name, but to reveal the truth I have carried for far too long.”I looked to Kingston for strength, and he gave it to me without speaking.“I am the mate an
CoraI stood behind the velvet curtain, clutching the notecards in my hands, though I already knew every word by heart. My palms were damp, my heart pounding with a rhythm that rivaled a war drum.On the other side of the curtain, I could hear the murmuring crowd of reporters, council members, ambas
“If I’m going to lead—if I’m going to unite three entire species—I can’t do it from the shadows. I have to own my truth. Even if people hate me for it. I’ve hidden for too long.”Kingston reached for my hand and laced his fingers with mine. “Then we go public. Together.”The announcement was schedul
CoraThe prophecy had felt like a distant, mythical thing since I had first heard of it. But according to Kingston, I wasn’t the only one who had a vague understanding of its importance and purpose.Kingston had told me that for so long, it had been something buried in the dusty pages of old werewol
Liana stood beside me, her arms crossed.“I get the impression you didn’t want to like me,” she said without preamble.I glanced at her. “I’m not going to lie. No, I didn’t.”She smirked. “Fair. I wouldn’t have liked myself either in your shoes. You thought I was here to take your place.”“You are,”
CoraI hadn’t expected to be this nervous.Dinner had always felt like a mundane task, a way to keep myself and Riley fed, something to do while the evening passed. It was rare that a special occasion put an emphasis on the meal.But tonight, the table was set with care, Kingston had cooked, and the
Cora “Hayden Wiltmen.”The name hung in the air long after the doctor had spoken it. It reverberated against the walls and echoed in my ears.My heart skipped a beat.Hayden.That name didn’t mean anything to me. I mentally rifled through everyone I’d met at work: the researchers, the assistants, e
KingstonI watched Cora walk away, Riley’s small hand tucked in hers, the boy glancing back over his shoulder with a wide-eyed, trusting expression. Something in me pulled tight at the little boy’s look.It was odd. I wasn’t the sentimental type. I didn’t get attached easily—especially not to childr
Maybe something else was going on with her, something I didn’t know about. Surely this wasn’t just about me, my police report, and my cookies.She stepped closer, eyes blazing. “And no, I haven’t seen your stupid report. Stop dragging me into the mess you made, Cora. And stop interfering with my lif
Still, I couldn’t ignore the instinctive sense of obligation that eclipsed all else.For werewolves, children were precious. They were considered treasures of the bloodline, to be protected at all costs. Regardless of how he came into the world, Billy was still my responsibility now. “Is there…. Is







