MasukSummer's POVFive Years LaterI stood on our bedroom balcony overlooking the vast territory of the Blackwood Pack, my hands resting on my swollen belly where our second child—a son, according to Elena's abilities—was growing strong and healthy.The morning sunlight bathed our lands in a golden glow,
I released my grip slightly, maintaining enough pressure to keep him submissive. *You've been corrupted by dark, Lucien. Fight it. For Thea's sake if nothing else.*"Thea," he whispered, the name seeming to pierce through layers of madness like sunlight through storm clouds. "My daughter..."The red
All around me, the battle raged like something from ancient times. Alexander's pack fought with everything they had, their loyalty to their Alpha evident in every savage attack, but Lucien's forces were numerous and fueled by fanatical purpose. We were holding our own, but barely.Then I saw him—Luc
Summer's POVThe morning mist swirled like ghostly tendrils around the advancing warriors as I stood beside Alexander on the steps of the pack house.My heart thundered against my ribs, the bond between us vibrating with tension as Lucien's forces moved with predatory grace across our territory."He
Summer's POVI drifted into exhausted sleep in Alexander's arms, my body pleasantly sore from our passionate reunion. The world around me faded, replaced by strange, ethereal mists that swirled and parted to reveal a familiar face I hadn't seen in years."Lyra?" I gasped, my heart leaping with joy a
Summer's POVWith a growl, he lifted me, carrying me to the massive bed that dominated the room. Our clothes fell away under urgent hands, revealing skin that ached to be touched. His lips traced a burning path down my neck, across my collarbone, to the sensitive peaks of my breasts."Mine," he rasp
Summer's POVAlexander stood behind me, his large hands on my shoulders as I pored over the scattered documents and photographs spread across his office desk.For days, I'd been obsessively tracking every person who had contact with Suzanna in the past year—her acquaintances, her doctors, even the g
Author's POVSuzanna waited until Isabelle's car disappeared down the winding dirt road before entering the room where Aria was being held.Her lips curved into a smile that didn't reach her cold eyes as she looked at the young girl huddled in the corner. Even in the dim light, the child's features
Summer's POVThe moment I sensed magic in the air, unease crept in. I turned inward, asking my wolf what we should do.*We break the spell,* she answered. *But it will take time and strength we may not have.*I turned to Ethan. "There's magic here—a concealment spell. Something powerful."Ethan look
Summer's POVSuzanna's smile was chilling. "Let's just say Isabelle had her own agenda. While you're here playing hero, she's ensuring your mate never remembers you at all."Understanding dawned with horrifying clarity. "The memory ritual," I whispered. "She's going to make his amnesia permanent.""







