LOGIN“Run.” That’s the last thing Lena expects to hear from the man who’s been choking the life out of her. Commander Kai should hate her. Everyone in the clan does. But the moment the hidden mark on Lena’s wrist ignites, everything changes. The council calls her an Echo, a forbidden power that can feel other people’s emotions, steal memories, and uncover truths no one wants exposed. Before Lena can prove she’s innocent, someone frames her for murder. Now the clan wants her dead. Forced beyond the borders meant to kill her, Lena expects the wilds to finish the job. Instead, a dangerous exile named Vance saves her life and offers her a deal. Protection… in exchange for her power. But Lena isn’t the only predator drawn to the awakening Echo. Somewhere beyond the clan borders, Jax, the silver-haired predator has already begun watching her. But as Lena’s Echo awakens, something terrifying becomes clear. The clan didn’t ban Echo bearers because they were dangerous. They banned them because Echoes hear lies. Now three powerful men are drawn to the woman everyone else fears: The commander who should be hunting her. The exiled warrior who refuses to let her go. And the silver-haired predator who understands her power better than she does. But the real danger isn’t the men fighting over her. It’s the truth her power is about to reveal. Because once Lena starts hearing the secrets hidden in their hearts… no one will escape the echoes.
View MoreJax’s mouth stayed on hers, slow and sure, like he had nowhere else to be. Lena’s back pressed against the closed door. Her fingers curled tighter into his shirt, pulling him closer even as her mind tried to catch up. The kiss wasn’t rushed. It wasn’t rough. It was deliberate, like he was learning the exact way she tasted, the exact way she breathed when he tilted her head just so. She shivered. Not from cold. From the way his hand slid up her side, thumb brushing the underside of her breast through her dress. The touch was light, but it sent heat straight down her spine. Jax pulled back just enough to look at her. His silver eyes were dark now, pupils blown wide. “You’re still fighting it,” he said quietly. His voice was rough, but controlled. Lena swallowed hard. Her lips felt swollen. “I don’t know how to stop.” Jax’s thumb brushed her lower lip again, slow and deliberate. “Then don’t stop.” He kissed her again, deeper this time, tongue sliding against he
Jax’s hand tightened at her waist.He didn’t stop dancing. He simply turned her once more, guiding her away from the open garden and toward a narrow stone staircase half-hidden by climbing vines.“Come,” he said, voice low.Not a command.An invitation.Lena’s feet moved before her mind caught up.They climbed the stairs in silence, his hand steady on the small of her back. Every step pressed her closer to him. Close enough to feel the difference in him.No rush. No hesitation.Like he already knew she would follow.She could feel the warmth of his palm through her dress, the way his fingers adjusted slightly to keep her balanced on the uneven stone. Her pulse kicked hard.She hated how safe it felt.At the top, a small private balcony opened out, overlooking the garden below. Moonlight spilled across the railing. No one else was up here.Jax stopped at the edge, turning her to face him.The music from below drifted up faint and distant.For a long second they just stood there.His s
The figure didn’t let go.His hand stayed firm at Lena’s waist, steady as the music slowed around them. Jax turned her slowly, keeping her close enough that their bodies brushed with every step. His silver eyes held hers through the mask, calm but intense, like he was reading every small reaction she tried to hide. Lena’s breath caught for half a second. She hated how steady his hand felt on her waist, like it already belonged there.He didn’t speak at first. Just danced with her, smooth and controlled, guiding her deeper into the shadowed edge of the garden. Every turn pressed them closer. Lena felt the warmth of his palm through her dress and the way his thumb brushed once, slow and deliberate, along her lower back. A shiver ran down her spine before she could stop it.She looked up.His gaze didn’t waver.The howls outside cut off sharply, like the trackers had hit an invisible wall.They didn’t cross.They stopped at the edge of the garden, dark shapes hovering just beyond the
Lena’s knife came up.The figure in the mask didn’t flinch.He simply tilted his head, silver hair catching the moonlight for a brief second before the shadows swallowed it again.“Careful,” he said quietly.Not a warning.A promise.His gaze dropped to the knife, then back to her.“You’re shaking, little Echo.”Lena’s grip tightened until the handle bit into her palm. Her pulse hammered so loud she could hear it in her ears. The hunger twisted hard in her gut, drawn to the faint metallic scent rolling off him, old blood, controlled, but there.She didn’t lower the blade.The man took one slow step closer, hands open at his sides, palms up. No threat. No rush. Just deliberate calm that made her skin crawl.“I’m not here to hurt you,” he said.His eyes, silver, unnaturally bright behind the simple black mask, locked on hers.Lena’s breath caught.Something in that gaze pulled at the bond inside her chest. Not the same raw heat as Vance. Not the sharp fury of Kai. This was older. Quiete
The temple was quiet.Too quiet.Lena’s hand was still pressed to her chest, trying to push down the heat that refused to leave. The bond between them burned hotter than before, alive, aware, asking for more.Vance didn’t move.He stayed leaning against the stone wall, wrist still bleeding a little
“They know about the bond,” Lena whispered. “And they’re coming to break it. Starting with you.”Vance’s grip on her shoulders tightened, fingers digging in hard enough to bruise. His eyes flashed with something raw, anger, fear, the same stubborn refusal to lose another family.“Then they’ll have
“The first time the Echo lost control.”The words came out barely louder than a breath.Vance didn’t answer right away.He was still holding her up, one arm braced around her shoulders. Lena’s legs felt weak, like the memory had drained something out of her.The forest slowly came back into focus a
Pain hit first. Sharp. Sudden. Lena gasped, her hand flying to her chest. The forest disappeared. Cold air rushed past her skin. Different air. Warmer. Lighter. Voices echoed somewhere nearby. Laughter. She blinked. Sunlight flashed across her eyes. Grass. Stone. A traini






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