LOGINThe pack house was full of laughter that night.That's been filled with laughter for months, even after.Yes, it has been months since the war ended, and though scars still lined the land, and the hearts of those who fought, there was peace now. True peace.A sort of peace that no one ever expected.
Her lip curled faintly.And for the first time in years… I felt something sharp crawl up my spine.Fear.She reached past me, her fingers closing around something on the table behind me.A gun.My breath caught.She stared at it for a long moment, then looked back at me, and the corner of her mouth
Giovanni:I’d been here so long, I’d stopped counting the hours.Because I knew that it's been more than days.Though I did not know how many, I knew that they were enjoying this. Each and every one of them saw it as their own victory. And though I did not want to admit it, I knew that it was my los
Delilah:Light burned behind my eyelids, and the first thing I felt was pain.There was a pain that I could not describe, and though I've been hearing everything that's been said throughout the past week, I couldn't respond.The dull, heavy ache in my chest. My shoulder. My ribs. Everything just see
Ethan:The infirmary was too quiet.And with every passing day, I just found it heavier for me to breathe, harder for me to contain myself, to be able to understand how everything went the way that it was.I stood in the doorway, staring at her.Delilah.She lay still on the cot, her dark hair fanne
Damon:The smell of gunpowder still hung in the air.The smell of blood was one that no one could deny.The field was quiet now, quiet in a way that made my chest ache. The creatures were gone. The mist had thinned. But the earth just seemed to still, as we saw everything that went around, as we wit
Sienna:The moment I stepped into the infirmary, I felt the shift in the air.I felt the weight that it carried, no matter how hard I wanted to deny it.It was subtle, too subtle, perhaps, but undeniable.Something was off.Damon stood near the bed, his back straight, his hands behind him in a stanc
I gritted my teeth. “You think I don’t know that?”“No,” he said simply. “I don’t think you do. At this point I don't even think you know anything that you're doing, nor do you understand how big or small it is.”His words were a low blow, but I refused to let them get to me.“Lysandra is gone,” he
Damon:“Do what is necessary for my daughter. Even if it means taking her by force.” I said, looking at the pack nurses who nodded.The tension in my chest was not one that I could easily just ignore. I could still hear Sienna's voice, sharp and then wavering, ringing in my ears.And me?The questio
Delilah:I stared at the door Damon had just slammed shut, the echo of it vibrating through the walls and my bones. My hands trembled, but not from fear. From rage.He was smarter than I gave him credit for.That made him dangerous.My father was right. I did underestimate Damon Lockwood. The man kn







