LOGINCaspian:One Year LaterThe breeze was warmer today.Softer.Gentler in a way I hadn’t felt in years.More peaceful and more contenting, More calm and even happier.I stood at the edge of the gardens, the same gardens where so much had been taken from us, and so much had been given back, watching Ad
Valerie:The sun was rising over the horizon, golden streaks splitting the sky wide open, like a promise finally fulfilled.I stood at the highest point of the estate grounds, the wind tugging at my hair, the scent of fresh earth and morning dew wrapping around me like a cloak.It was over.Giovanni
“Impressive,” Giovanni called, his voice carrying easily across the clearing. His smile was cold, razor sharp. “I knew there was more to you, Valerie. I knew it from the second I laid eyes on you. I did say that I had more respect to you than I had for others, but it seems to me that I did not expec
Valerie:The boy's cries ripped through me like claws.My heart raced with each passing moment and I did my best not to harm that child. I did my best not to dirty my hands with his blood, to save him out of this, to get him out of this before the man played the game that I was not willing to handle
Caspian:The air was too still.It was the kind of stillness that came after the fight, when the blood had dried and the bodies were cleared, but before the real danger revealed itself.I didn’t like it. Not one damn bit.Because I knew that stillness was one that only told me that more danger was
Valerie:The earth still smelled of blood.I smelled of blood. People's blood the blood of our enemies the people who had dared invade our territory.The ground beneath our feet was turned upside down. We were going to need to fix that later, but I knew that the vines that worked their way from the
I exhaled sharply, my mind racing. “Why wouldn’t Valerie tell me this? Why is she keeping good?”“she’s protecting him. You know what happens to wolves with gifts, they’re exploited. Used as weapons or tools. If word got out...”My blood ran cold. “That’s not going to happen. Not to my son. I'm not
Valerie:The garden was bathed in the soft morning light, casting a golden hue over the dew-kissed grass. I sat on the stone bench, my eyes fixed on Adrian as he played among the flowers. His laughter rang through the air, a melody that made the world seem a little less heavy.I smiled as I looked a
Caspian:“What are you doing in my pack?” Elias asked, not even turning around to face me.I found him in the training grounds, his shirt soaked with sweat, muscles taut as he moved through a series of combat drills. The rhythmic thud of his fists against the punching bag filled the air, a steady be
Caspian took a step closer, his voice dropping to a quieter tone meant for my ears alone. “You’ve been avoiding me. And I believe that had I not been here now, you would have done your best to do it again.”I tensed, my lips pressing into a thin line. "I’ve been busy. You do realize that you are not







