LOGINEvelynI walk from the bathroom to my dresser in my usual state of undress. This time, I have my recent shower to blame.Emma worked me hard when we trained this morning. She kept teasing me that I’m getting soft spending so much time in her brother’s bed instead of on the mat.I pointed out that it
EvelynI couldn’t say how many days it’s been. All I know is that my wound is healed, and I got the sign off from Dr. Zorinski to be more active.Alexander and I have certainly been taking advantage of that.I wake up like I have been every morning: Alexander and I snuggling, one of us hard, the oth
EvelynI wake up in the hospital wing attached to an IV. My stab wound is bandaged back up. My stomach sinks at the sight of both as I put it all together.Alexander was fine. I’m clearly not. It was some sort of false alarm.I’m still dying.“Hey, sweetie.” I turn toward the sound of Alexander’s vo
EvelynI wake up to a sliver of light cracking through the curtains like I’ve slept all night and into the next day. Part of me is sad to have slept away so much of my last remaining hours, but I also know there’s nothing to be done about it now.I stretch out my arms, sitting up and rolling my shou
Alexander grips my shoulders tightly, less with affection and more with the fear of losing me. I grip his jacket just as steadfastly.I really need to get back to bed. I hate that my days outside are over—because I know now that they are. I’d like to squeeze every second out of this last ever outing
EvelynAlexander looks out over the water as the river carries us back the way he rowed, slowly drifting past the dock where we started off. He looks out at the people walking by on shore. He gazes down at our intertwined hands, kissing mine over the gloves.He doesn’t look me in the eye.“Do you no
I approach it cautiously, wading into its essence, like a thick mud of energy, tangled up inside me.Then I feel him. Alexander.It’s our mate bond. The one that only forms once the mates bed each other. Which is why I never had this with Lucas.I lean into the bond a bit, wondering if whatever the
AlexanderI tell Dr. Zorinski that I want updates if there are any complications or worsening of Marcel or Freddie’s injuries, then I take off, storming through the palace to find Evelyn and confront her about her run in with the new head of the werewolf rebels. After all, she’s a werewolf herself.
Alexander“No,” I answer plainly. “And sit the fuck down.”Marcel stands in front of me, trying to hide his wincing every time he breathes. He sits down carefully in the chair across from me in my study. I can only imagine how many bandages are tied around his abdomen underneath his fresh set of clo
AlexanderWith my guards closing rank to adjust for the fallen soldier and my sister protecting my injured Beta, I turn in wolf form to the carriage. I rip the two horses free from the carriage, careful not to hurt them as I do. I quickly shift back into human form, letting out a bone-shattering how







