JULIETI couldn’t stop smiling the next morning.Even as I walked into the kitchen and caught sight of Susan huffing over the stove, and even as my father flipped through his newspaper at the table without so much as a glance in my direction—it didn’t matter. Nothing they said or did today could dampen my mood.Because I had Roy.And unlike every other guy I’d toyed with before, Roy wasn’t a boy trying to look impressive. He was power. He didn’t beg for attention or try to prove himself with money or good grades. He saw what I wanted. What I deserved. And he was offering it with open hands and a devil’s smile.All I had to do was help him watch Harley and Shane.Simple.I knew their rhythms better than they did.I breezed past Susan’s snide remark about my short dress, grabbed a croissant off the plate, and headed outside. I had exactly twenty minutes before I had to leave for school, and I wasn’t about to waste it playing polite daughter.I found Roy leaning against the black car par
HARLEYThe house was quiet when we got back—too quiet.Shane unlocked the door with one hand, still holding me close with the other, like if he let go, I might vanish again. I didn’t complain. I didn’t want him to let go either.The moment we stepped into the living room, the weight of everything hit me like a flood.The water. The wolf. The vision. Roy.The way his hands shoved me like I wasn’t a person but a piece on his chessboard. The way the light vanished from the world underwater. And the wolf—the massive, wise being that had spoken to my soul with ancient truth. His voice still echoed in my mind, low and calm and terrifyingly certain.“You must truly fall in love with him.”Wasn’t that what I’d already done?Hadn’t I chosen Shane, over and over again?But the wolf had seen right through me. Through the desire, the fear, the comfort of him. He’d seen that my love wasn’t complete—not yet.And I hated that he was right.Shane helped me out of my wet clothes, handing me a blanket
JULIETThe car ride home from the party was electric—charged with adrenaline, excitement, and something dark that stirred in the pit of my stomach.Lauren was at the wheel, eyes on the road, the night speeding past us in streaks of moonlight. I barely noticed the silence outside. My attention was fixed solely on Roy, seated next to me in the back.He hadn’t said much since the incident.Not that I minded. His presence spoke volumes on its own.I was still replaying the moment over and over in my head—Harley tumbling backwards into the pool, the splash, the panic, the screams. It was perfect. Poetic, almost. And the way Shane lost his mind trying to save her? That was the icing on the cake.It was proof that she’d finally been put in her place. She wasn’t untouchable. She wasn’t the perfect, tragic little saint everyone treated her like.She was human.And humans break.I crossed my legs and leaned into the plush leather seat, smiling to myself as I stole a glance at Roy. He was relaxe
HARLEYThe world outside the party was quiet—eerily so.No pulsing music. No flashing lights. No voices. Just the steady rhythm of Shane’s footsteps and the soft rustle of trees as a night wind drifted through the branches.He didn’t say a word as he carried me, his arms wrapped protectively around my soaked body, his jaw clenched tight. The heat of him bled into me, even though I was shivering. Every part of me felt heavy—my limbs, my thoughts, my heart—but I didn’t ask him to stop.I didn’t want to break the silence.I buried my face against his chest and listened to the strong, steady beat of his heart. It was grounding. Real. After what I’d just experienced—both in the water and… wherever I’d gone in the moments after—his heartbeat was the only thing that kept me tethered to this world.We reached his truck. He opened the passenger side door with one arm and carefully set me inside like I was made of porcelain. I was quiet, watching as he moved around to the driver’s side and slid
SHANEI’ve never been more terrified in my life.When Harley coughed—her chest jerking beneath my hands, water spilling from her lips—I swear my soul returned to my body. She gasped, wheezed, and blinked up at me, confused and pale, and it felt like the earth steadied under my feet again.“Harley,” I whispered, cupping her soaked face. “I’ve got you. You’re safe.”She blinked a few more times, her lips trembling. She looked dazed but aware. Alive. I helped her sit up slowly, wrapping my arms around her as the crowd of partygoers stared in stunned silence, the music finally cut off in the background.Jasper was behind me, eyes flicking between Harley and the pool. Connor hovered at our side like a protective wall, and Kade stood near the unconscious wolf we’d dragged inside earlier.But all I could focus on was her—Harley, alive and shivering in my arms.She clutched the front of my shirt and leaned her forehead into my chest. Her voice came out ragged, barely above a whisper.“I saw s
By the time Avery returned home, the sun had already risen, casting soft amber light across the polished floors of the Rodrigo estate. The housekeeper had opened the heavy drapes in the sitting room, letting in the morning air, and the silence inside the mansion pressed on Avery like the gentle weight of exhaustion she had learned to live with.She didn’t go upstairs to change. Didn’t remove her shoes or pour herself a drink. She simply walked through the quiet, familiar halls of her father’s house, trailing her fingers along the edge of the walnut banister as if grounding herself in something she could still control.Everything felt heavier now. The lie she’d told her father still clung to her like mist, impossible to shake. And the image of him—smiling gently as he asked after Stephen—refused to leave her mind.She paused in the foyer, staring at the wide glass doors. They framed the front gardens, still trimmed and blooming, untouched by the reality unraveling just beyond them.She
SHANEI can’t breathe properly.The second Roy stepped into the party with Juliet on his arm, everything around me started to blur. Laughter, lights, the thrum of music—all of it became a distorted hum beneath the rage pounding through my skull. My jaw clenched so tight I could feel the pulse in my temples.He stood there like he belonged. Like he hadn’t tried to destroy me. Like he hadn’t betrayed me.I kept my gaze fixed on him as he laughed with Juliet and nodded politely at a few people who clearly had no idea they were in the presence of a monster in sheep’s clothing.Humans. Ordinary classmates. A few supernaturals here and there. But most of them were unaware of what Roy really was. What he had done.“You okay?” Harley’s voice was soft beside me.I blinked, grounding myself in her voice. I turned to look at her—and that was all it took for the heat inside me to falter slightly. Her eyes, full of concern, always managed to chip through the steel.“No,” I admitted, my voice rough
JULIETI don’t know what was in Roy’s cologne, but standing beside him made my heart race in a way no guy ever had—not even Matt. And the way he looked at me… like I was someone powerful, someone worth looking at.We’d slipped away from the main room, the music still pulsing in the background as we leaned against the balcony railing on the second floor. Below us, the party raged on—Harley and Shane still clinging to each other like some tragic fairytale. I rolled my eyes.“They look so perfect together, don’t they?” I said sarcastically, sipping from the drink I’d snagged earlier. “Everyone thinks she’s some sweet, tragic little thing who deserves the world.”Roy glanced down at them, then turned to me with that easy, unreadable smirk. “You don’t like her much, do you?”I scoffed. “Harley? She doesn’t deserve half the things she has. And she’s definitely not strong enough to be with someone like Shane. She’s weak. Always has been.”Roy nodded slowly, as if he was absorbing my words. “
HARLEYThe party was already in full swing by the time Shane and I arrived.Laughter spilled out from the wide-open doors of Aaron’s house, along with pulsing music and the hum of chatter. Multicolored lights danced across the driveway, where students mingled in groups, red cups in hand, half of them already tipsy.Shane’s hand was firm but gentle on the small of my back as we stepped in together. The warmth of his touch steadied me. I was still shaken from the earlier attack, still hearing the echo of that rogue wolf’s growl in my head. But Shane hadn’t left my side since. And that alone gave me strength I didn’t know I needed.“You okay?” he leaned close, voice soft in my ear.I nodded quickly, managing a small smile. “Yeah. Just… trying to act normal.”His eyes scanned the crowd before returning to mine. “You don’t need to pretend around me. If it gets to be too much, we’ll leave.”I squeezed his hand. “No. I want to be here. With you.”He smiled, and I swore I saw the faintest fli