LOGINOwen’s face darkened, and I could see the conflict brewing in his chest, muttering. “Redhead…”It was like a boiling pot on the verge of overflowing.“Shut up, Theo,” he spat, his voice cracking with frustration. “You’re full of it. You think I’m going to let you anywhere near Abigail again? I’ll—”
TheoThe woods crackled around me as I sprinted through, paws slipping on mud and rotting leaves, the air thick with pine and damp earth. My legs burned, muscles aching, but I couldn’t slow down. Couldn’t afford to.I knew I was being hunted. Heard the howls—Alexander’s guard wolves, technically—clo
“Crap…” I muttered under my breath. “What a pain…”The situation had just gone from bad to worse.Mark didn’t look happy to be here. His eyes darted around, still wide with confusion, his lips parted slightly as though he was trying to piece together where exactly he had ended up. But it wasn’t just
TheoThe cell door creaked open, its rusty hinges groaning like the bones of an old man.My body screamed in protest as I pushed myself to my feet, every muscle aching, every bruise a reminder of the last few days. The cold air hit my face as the guards dragged me out, their laughter ringing in my e
The room went completely still. Mom’s voice barely heard as she whispered, “Abigail…”My heart stopped. My blood ran cold. I could feel my face going pale, my breath catching in my throat. He hadn’t just said that. He couldn’t have.I pushed back from the table, fury flooding my chest. “Yeah, I’ve b
AbigailDinner was a war zone of silence.The only sounds were the clinking of cutlery against plates, the occasional scrape of a chair being pushed back. And with every passing second, the tension in the room grew, like a pressure cooker about to blow its lid.Owen and I sat at opposite ends of the
I reached out, running a hand over Owen’s hair before brushing my fingers along Abigail’s cheek. “We’ll talk about it tomorrow. Tonight, let’s just… breathe, okay?”Abigail hesitated, then nodded, reaching for Owen’s sleeve to tug him toward the stairs. “Come on, we’ll tell Mark about the time you g
AbigailMark sat cross-legged on the floor, silent as ever, his long fingers delicately grasping the tiny porcelain teacup from my make-believe set. The little thing looked ridiculous in his hands—big, rough, and scarred like something ancient. But he held it so carefully, like it was something prec
“We nearly lost members,” Dalverious continued, halting inches from me. “In the hospital with serious injuries. They would be well today if you had protected your pack like an Alpha should.”I countered low, “You don’t know that.”“Either do you,” he snarled.A murmur of agreement rippled through th
AlexanderThe air was thick with distrust, the scent of sweat and simmering rage wrapping around me like a noose.They wanted blood—my blood.I knew why too, the pack was mad, furious I had left them to defend from the Rouges on there own.But I didn’t regret my choice.I leaned back against the tre







