“I won’t do it,” I growled.May met my gaze coolly. “Then give us something better.”CoraBy the time I heard the front door open again, it was nearly 10:00 a.m.I was curled on the couch in Kingston’s shirt, trying not to let my mind spiral. But the second I heard his boots cross the threshold, I s
CoraThe sheets were still cool when I reached out. I had fallen back asleep after noticing that Kingston was gone, but it seemed that, even with all of the time that had passed, he hadn’t returned.For one long second, I thought Kingston had just rolled over, that he was still beside me—maybe watch
Cora The early morning was quiet—too quiet for what was about to happen.The ritual circle was simple, drawn with Kingston’s fingers in salt across the wooden floor of his bedroom. A flickering candle sat in each corner of the room, casting golden halos against the walls.Somewhere nearby, Riley sl
CoraThe road blurred outside the window as we sped by. I sat in the passenger seat of Kingston’s car, arms wrapped around myself as silence stretched between us.Riley slept peacefully in the backseat, curled under a thin blanket, his soft breathing a comfort in the dark. But inside me, there was n
Cora The motel room was dimly lit by the single lamp on the nightstand, casting soft golden light over Kingston’s face as he sat beside me on the bed. Riley was fast asleep in the other bed across the room, curled under a blanket with his little arms wrapped around his stuffed dragon. His breathing
I stared at her, this woman I thought I knew, and realized I’d only seen the surface. She was so much deeper, so much more, an endless depth.Cora wasn’t just a fighter. She was chosen. Marked by the Moon. The prophesied savior who would bring humans and werewolves to harmony.And yet, despite every