MasukLana’s POV
The heavy door to our suite clicked shut, finally sealing out the chaotic
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
Lana's POV The remaining Wolf Hunters fled in panic.I watched them scatter into the trees like roaches when the lights came on. Their precious samples bounced against their hips as they ran. Their carefully laid plans—the curse, the awakening, the destruction
Lana's POV The battlefield settled into a stalemate.Neither side could break through. The Wolf Hunters had us pinned, their silver weapons too deadly to charge, their positions too well-fortified to flank. Every time our wolves tried to push forward, bullets drove them back. Bodies piled at the edges of the compound. The smell of blood and silver hung thick in the air.
Lana's POV Silver bullets tore through the battlefield.I heard them before I saw them, sharp cracks splitting the night, each one a death sentence. Then the screams started. Wolves I knew from my little st
Lana’s POV The next morning, I left my apartment with one goal – Obsidian Group. Damon’s empire. His company stood deep in Storm Howl Pack territory, just twenty minutes from my place.The taxi rolled through the gates, the guards straightening instantly. Their gazes flicked to me, then away, no o
DAMON’S POV I eased the car to a smooth stop in front of the lounge, the engine humming low like a predator that refused to rest. My eyes swept the polished glass doors, already picturing Lana walking through them with her chin high and her eyes flashing.“This won’t take more than five minutes,”
Lana’s POV The glowing screen burned against my palm, and I couldn’t help it, my lips curved into a sly smile. His message blinked at me, sharp and commanding.“Delete. That. Photo. Now!”I whispered the words softly, almost enjoying how his possessiveness spilled through even in text. The sound o
Lana’s POV Her eyes widened, her bravado slipping.And I allowed the question to hang in the air, like a dagger poised to drop.My words had struck the very nerve I wanted them to, and I caught the flicker in her eyes before she could mask it. Adelle’s smile stiffened, a frozen curve that no longe







