LOGINLana's POVI wasn't expecting to see Tia the following day.She appeared at the edge of the camp as the sun was setting, her silhouette unmistakable even from a distance. I hadn't seen her in months—not since she'd slithered her way into Liam's bed while pretending to be my friend. Now she stood there, one hand resting on her swollen belly, her eyes glittering with something dark and satisfied.She had found a
Lana's POVMoments LaterThe healers came and went. Sheila came more often. She stood at the doorway of the room they'd moved Damon to—a small cabin not far from the ruined refuge, borrowed from a family who owed Dave a favor."Lana." Sheila touched my shoulder. "You need to rest. Eat something. Sleep. Just for an hour."
Lana's POVWe held each other in that dark refuge, tangled in a storm of agony and love. His arms wrapped around me, my face buried in his chest, the world outside forgotten. The wind howled, the snow fell, and for a few moments, we were just two broken people clinging to the only thing that made sense.
Lana's POV I followed his finger through the blowing snow. At first I saw nothing—just white, more white, the endless grey of the glacier. Then my eyes adjusted.A structure. Low and dark against the ice. Not a cabin—something older. A refuge, maybe, bui
Lana's POV The days that followed were strange. Quiet in a way that didn't feel peaceful—more like the stillness before a storm.But Damon's health improved. Slowly at first, then faster. The color re
Lana's POVThe civil unrest had settled. Peace had returned to the pack, if you could call it peace. The fighting stopped. The bodies were buried. My father was gone, exiled to the outskirts where his hatred couldn't reach anyone else.But between Damon and me lay an
Chapter 98Damon’s POV At first, I thought Lana was pure, but timid. I remembered watching her during a pack hunt, hanging back at the edges while the others surged forward. She held her bow like it was a foreign object, her knuckles white.One of my random friends from then, Klaus, had laughed, e
Chapter 95Lana’s POV The words “my mother” hung in the air, heavy with unspoken questions. Before I could even form a lie, Damon’s thumb swiped across the screen and he put the phone to his ear.“Mother,” he said, his voice flat and devoid of any warmth. “What do you want?”There was a pause on t







