Sleep was impossible. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Calla's face when I'd said those cruel things. The way she'd looked at me like I was a stranger. Like I'd become someone she couldn't trust.I deserved that look. I'd earned it with every harsh word.But lying there feeling sorry for myself wouldn't solve anything. That vampire had called her a moonkeeper, and I needed to know what the hell that meant before more enemies came hunting.I found Jace in the common room, sitting by the dying fire with a cup of coffee in his hand as he took a sip out of it thinking."Can't sleep either?" I asked quietly.He looked up, taking in my appearance. I probably looked like hell. "Heard about the fight.""Who hasn't?" I sat down across from him, running my hands through my hair. "Look, I need your help with something.... Research.""About Calla?""About what that vampire called her. Moonkeeper. Ever heard the term?"Jace frowned, thinking. "I think so, can't remember. Something from old pack
The walk back to the compound started in tense silence. I kept my mouth shut, trying to process what had just happened. The fucking vampire knew about Calla's origin and he'd escaped. And Calla had nearly died because she couldn't follow simple fucking safety rules.I tried to keep my calm but with each step, my anger grew hotter instead.How could she be so reckless? After everything we'd been through, after all the warnings, she'd gone off alone like some naive tourist taking a fucking stroll.I could feel her walking behind me, probably thinking I was overreacting and that just pissed me off more.By the time we reached the compound gates, I was ready to explode.Rikka was waiting by the entrance, her gray eyes immediately picking up on the tension radiating between us. She'd been the one to tell me Calla had left. The one who'd watched me panic and run off to find her."Everything okay?" she asked carefully."Just peachy," I muttered, not slowing down as I walked past her.Calla s
I asked Rikka about Eden before making my decision to leave. Her answer was both relief and guilt wrapped together."Jace hasn't left her side, but she's okay. Mild concussion. She'll heal faster than a human would." Rikka's gray eyes studied my face. "She was asking for you."The thought of facing Jace after what I'd done to the woman he loved made my stomach twist. I couldn't handle his anger right now. Not when I was barely holding myself together."I need some air," I said. "Just for a little while.""Don't go alone.""I won't go far. Just into town."Rikka looked like she wanted to argue, but something in my expression must have convinced her I needed space. "Be back before dark."I slipped out while the pack was busy with evening preparations. The compound felt suffocating, full of worried whispers and sideways glances. Everyone trying to be supportive while clearly wondering if I was safe to have around.The walk into town helped clear my head. Normal people doing normal things
I don't know how long I sat on the floor of our bedroom, staring at my hands. The same hands that had hurt Eden. The same hands that might hurt someone else if I couldn't control whatever was happening to me.Axel had tried the door handle for maybe twenty minutes before giving up. I could hear him pacing outside, the floorboards creaking under his weight. Part of me wanted to open the door and let him comfort me. But a bigger part was terrified of how good he would make me feel and I low-key wanted to really feel miserable.A soft knock made me look up."Calla?" Rikka's voice was quiet through the wood. "I brought tea."I almost didn't answer. But something in her tone was different from Axel's worried pleading. It felt calmer and more understanding."The door's unlocked," I said finally after standing up to unlock it and sitting back down.Rikka entered carrying two steaming mugs, her gray eyes taking in my position on the floor without judgment. She set the mugs on the nightstand a
The news coverage still played in the background when I made my decision. Watching Blake twist the truth while pack members whispered about threats and fear made me feel completely useless.I couldn't sit around anymore while everyone else protected me."I need to train," I suddenly announced to the room.Conversations stopped. Everyone looked at me like I'd suggested jumping off a cliff."Calla," Axel started from where he sat propped against the couch. He was still pale from yesterday's attack, dark circles under his eyes showing how much the silver poisoning had cost him. "You're not ready for—""I'm tired of being helpless," I interrupted. "Yesterday you almost died while I sat here doing nothing. Today Blake's on TV destroying werewolves while I watch like some useless human who still can't control her wolf on command.""You're not useless," Eden said gently from her spot on the floor. "Your dreamwalks saved Axel's life.""My dreamwalks happen when I'm asleep. What good am I when
I woke up to the sound of shouting from the main room. Not angry shouting but the panicked kind that made my stomach drop before I was even fully awake.Axel stirred beside me, his face still pale from yesterday's attack. The silver poisoning had left him weak, but his protective instincts kicked in immediately."What's wrong?" he asked, trying to sit up too fast and wincing."Stay here," I said, pressing a gentle hand to his chest. "Let me check."But he was already pushing himself up, stubborn as always. "Not a chance."We made our way to the main room where the entire pack was crowded around the big TV. The morning news was on, and what I saw made my blood turn to ice."...third attack this week in Chicago," the reporter was saying. "Witnesses describe the same pattern - victims found with massive injuries, throat torn out. Police are calling it the work of a dangerous cult."The footage showed a crime scene. Blood on concrete. Body bags being loaded into ambulances. But I could se