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
AlexanderLiam needs to leave. Now.I stand there, hands in my pockets, glaring at him like he’s overstayed his welcome—because he has.“Liam. Go.”Liam looked between me and Lauren, eyes flicking to her like he’s debating whether to stay. But Lauren doesn’t stop him. She’s standing stiff, tense, re
LaurenMy brain felt like it was being dragged through a meat grinder. Seriously. There was no other way to explain it. My senses were on high alert, and the world felt like it was about to collapse into itself.I squinted at the bright sunlight filtering through the leaves above me and groaned, sho
I didn’t think. Instinct took over, and I moved instantly, stepping in front of Abigail. “Who the hell are you?”The boy raised his calloused hands in mock surrender, clearly amused. “Whoa. Easy, half pup. Just an innocent bystander witnessing some, uh… highly classified werewolf business?”Abigail,
OwenI nodded absently as Abigail sprawled across my bed, legs kicking in the air like she had zero respect for personal space. Which, let’s be honest, she didn’t.“So,” she said, stretching the word out like she was testing it. “Have you tried transforming again? Since, you know…” She trailed off,







