ログインLuciano’s POV
"I need a status report on the eastern border, and I need it now," I barked.
Staring at the phone in my hand felt like a weakness, but I could not look away. Karlos had sent another photo of Alanza. In the image, she looked worn out. Her cheeks were flushed from a workout, and stray hairs stuck to her forehead with sweat. She was not wearing her glasses. She had stopped using them two days after leaving the hospital, claiming they made her world look like a s
Luciano’s POV"I need a status report on the eastern border, and I need it now," I barked.Staring at the phone in my hand felt like a weakness, but I could not look away. Karlos had sent another photo of Alanza. In the image, she looked worn out. Her cheeks were flushed from a workout, and stray hairs stuck to her forehead with sweat. She was not wearing her glasses. She had stopped using them two days after leaving the hospital, claiming they made her world look like a smear of colors.Libbie and Dr. Lexy were convinced this was the first real sign of her wolf waking up. Improving eyesight was a classic symptom. I should have been thrilled. Most of our kind would view a late awakening as a miracle from the Goddess. Instead, Alanza treated the news like a weather report she did not care to read. She asked zero questions. She just existed.Dr. Lexy called it a trauma response. He thought her mind was blocking the change because of the hell she survi
Alanza’s POV"If you ever need me, child, just light a candle and say my name. I will hear you."The memory of her voice dragged me out of a restless sleep. I sat bolt upright, my lungs burning as if I’d been running for miles. My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic rhythm that made my skin itch. The dream felt less like a fantasy and more like a summons, the phantom scent of old incense still clinging to the back of my throat.At the foot of the bed, Sombra’s head snapped up. Her ears peaked, her silver fur shimmering in the pale moonlight filtering through the window. What is it, Alanza? Your heart is screaming.I gripped the edge of the mattress, my knuckles turning white. I glanced toward the door, wondering if Karlos was standing guard in the hall. He was always there, a silent shadow tasked with keeping me contained and safe. "I know how to find Sister Loreen," I whispered, the words feeling heavy and dangerous. "The woman fr
Alanza’s POV"You aren't just a glitch in the shifter DNA, Alanza," Sombra’s voice echoes in the back of my skull, heavy with a warning I don't want to hear. "If what I suspect is true, you are the only one of your kind left."I stare at the peeling paint on the living room wall, trying to process that. I wanted answers, but this feels more like a sentence. Across from me, Lucia leans forward, her eyes wide and tracking my expression. She can’t hear the goddess talking to me, but she can clearly see the color draining from my face."There is more," Sombra continues, her tone dropping into a somber register. "Your bond with the elements acts like a signal fire. Other beings, the sensitive ones, will feel it. They will feel the raw power sitting dormant inside you."My stomach does a slow, sickening roll. "What are you actually saying?" I mutter aloud."I am saying that the moment you step past the Westwood pack borders, you become
Alanza’s POV"You aren't just a glitch in the shifter DNA, Alanza," Sombra’s voice echoes in the back of my skull, heavy with a warning I don't want to hear. "If what I suspect is true, you are the only one of your kind left."I stare at the peeling paint on the living room wall, trying to process that. I wanted answers, but this feels more like a sentence. Across from me, Lucia leans forward, her eyes wide and tracking my expression. She can’t hear the goddess talking to me, but she can clearly see the color draining from my face."There is more," Sombra continues, her tone dropping into a somber register. "Your bond with the elements acts like a signal fire. Other beings, the sensitive ones, will feel it. They will feel the raw power sitting dormant inside you."My stomach does a slow, sickening roll. "What are you actually saying?" I mutter aloud."I am saying that the moment you step past the Westwood pack borders, you become
Alanza’s POV"You aren't just a glitch in the shifter DNA, Alanza," Sombra’s voice echoes in the back of my skull, heavy with a warning I don't want to hear. "If what I suspect is true, you are the only one of your kind left."I stare at the peeling paint on the living room wall, trying to process that. I wanted answers, but this feels more like a sentence. Across from me, Lucia leans forward, her eyes wide and tracking my expression. She can’t hear the goddess talking to me, but she can clearly see the color draining from my face."There is more," Sombra continues, her tone dropping into a somber register. "Your bond with the elements acts like a signal fire. Other beings, the sensitive ones, will feel it. They will feel the raw power sitting dormant inside you."My stomach does a slow, sickening roll. "What are you actually saying?" I mutter aloud."I am saying that the moment you step past the Westwood pack borders, you become
Alanza’s POV"You aren't just a glitch in the shifter DNA, Alanza," Sombra’s voice echoes in the back of my skull, heavy with a warning I don't want to hear. "If what I suspect is true, you are the only one of your kind left."I stare at the peeling paint on the living room wall, trying to process that. I wanted answers, but this feels more like a sentence. Across from me, Lucia leans forward, her eyes wide and tracking my expression. She can’t hear the goddess talking to me, but she can clearly see the color draining from my face."There is more," Sombra continues, her tone dropping into a somber register. "Your bond with the elements acts like a signal fire. Other beings, the sensitive ones, will feel it. They will feel the raw power sitting dormant inside you."My stomach does a slow, sickening roll. "What are you actually saying?" I mutter aloud."I am saying that the moment you step past the Westwood pack borders, you become
Alanza’s POV"We finally have a second to breathe without Karlos hovering," I said, leaning back against the cool leather of Lucia’s sofa.The silence of the apartment was a relief. Lucia had spent a fortune on soundproofing this place, which meant we could actually talk
Alanza’s POV"You didn't come here just to talk about a letter," Sister Loreen said.I set my fork down. The food was too good, and I had eaten way too much of it. My stomach felt heavy as I looked at her. "My best friend is gone. She was taken during the attack. I need to find her and get her home
Alanza’s POV"Just take the hint and leave already," Lucia said, her voice sharp enough to cut glass.She was glaring at the kitchen counter, where Karlos was currently whistling while he scrubbed a frying pan. Living back in Westwood should have felt like a relief, but the ti
Alanza’s POV"Don't stop," I whispered, my voice breaking as I pulled him closer.Luciano was being too cautious. He moved with a careful, deliberate slowness that made my skin itch with impatience. He wanted to be gentle, to treat me like something that might break, but that







