LOGINThe city was a cage. The forest is a hunt. Lila Voss ran to the decaying town of Eldridge Hollow to disappear. Broken by the suffocating expectations of her old life, she wanted nothing more than to be invisible. But when she cuts through a rain-slicked alley on her first night, she learns that some things cannot be outrun. She is found by Jax—a massive, feral Alpha wolf shifter who has been tracking her scent. He doesn't offer help; he offers a claim. Driven by a primal biological imperative, Jax bites her, kidnapping her into the depths of the forest to face a destiny she never chose. Now, Lila is no longer human, but she isn’t yet a wolf. Trapped in the pack’s subterranean den, she must survive the agonizing, bone-breaking transformation into a rare Silver Wolf. But her survival isn't just about the shift. Thorne, a sadistic rival Alpha, covets Lila as a trophy to breed a stronger bloodline, and he’s willing to burn the forest down to take her. With a war brewing on the border and a scorching, undeniable bond consuming her from the inside out, Lila must decide: will she remain the victim, or will she embrace the monster within and become the Queen the pack needs?
View MoreWinter in Eldridge Hollow was unforgiving.The snow was waist-deep in the drifts, a blinding white blanket that smothered sound and froze breath in the lungs. The trees were black skeletons against the grey sky, their branches groaning under the weight of the ice.But the hot springs never froze.I sat on the edge of the grotto, my feet dangling in the steaming water. The heat seeped into my bones, easing the ache in my lower back.I was heavy.My belly was a swollen mound, stretching the fabric of the oversized tunic I wore. It moved occasionally, a sharp kick or a rolling elbow that made me wince and smile at the same time." kicking again?"Jax waded through the water toward me. He was in human form, naked, the steam swirling around his muscular frame. His hair was longer now, tied back with a leather cord, and there were new scars on his chest—trophies from a border skirmish with a rogue pack last spring.He moved between my legs, resting his hands on my stomach."He's restless,"
" I said, turning to face him, grabbing the lapels of his shirt, "ten more come. Then the state police. Then the helicopters. You can't fight the human world, Jax. It doesn't bleed like a wolf. It swarms."Jax stared at me, his amber eyes slit-thin. The beast in him was close to the surface, fueled by the lingering hormones of our mating. He wanted to protect his pregnant mate. He wanted to tear the throat out of anything that threatened his legacy."They are on my land," he snarled."They are looking for a missing girl," I countered, keeping my voice steady despite the trembling in my hands. "They found my backpack in the alley. The blood. They think I'm dead, or hurt. If they don't find me, they won't stop looking.""So what?" Elara stepped forward, a bone knife in her hand. "Let them look. The forest is deep.""They have dogs, Elara," I snapped. "They have drones with thermal cameras. They will find the vents. They will find the den." I looked around the circle of faces—my pack. "I
The descent into the den was a blur of stone and shadow, a spiraling journey into the belly of the earth that mirrored the spiraling chaos in my own mind.I was burning.It wasn't the clean, external heat of the hot springs, nor the adrenaline-fueled fire of battle. This was internal. It felt as if my blood had been replaced with liquid mercury—heavy, toxic, and boiling. It moved sluggishly through my veins, scalding everything it touched. My skin felt too tight for my body, sensitive to the point of agony. The rough fabric of the blanket Jax had wrapped around me felt like sandpaper; the cool air of the tunnels felt like ice shards."Stay with me, Lila," Jax’s voice was a rumble against my ear, vibrating through his chest and into my own.He was moving fast, his bare feet slapping against the stone floor with a rhythmic urgency. I could hear the pack behind us—or maybe I just felt them. A hundred hearts beating in the dark, a hundred pairs of lungs inhaling the sudden, cloying scent
The silence of the forest after a slaughter is heavy. It doesn't feel peaceful; it feels like the world is holding its breath, waiting for the earth to swallow the violence we fed it.I stepped out of the grotto, the water sluicing off my skin in rivets that turned cold the moment they hit the night air. The steam rising from the hot spring clung to the weeping willows like a phantom mist, a soft, ethereal curtain that separated the intimacy of the last hour from the brutality waiting for us in the ravine.My body felt strange—a patchwork of contradictions.My skin was raw, scrubbed clean of the mud and gore by Jax’s rough hands and the moss, yet beneath the surface, a deep, bone-deep ache was blooming. The adrenaline that had fueled my leap onto Thorne’s back and the subsequent, frantic coupling in the water was receding like a tide, leaving the wreckage exposed. My ribs throbbed in a jagged rhythm where Thorne’s skull had collided with my chest. My side burned where the beta’s claws






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