LOGINThere’s no hiding it now. I think I’m about to see just how far I can push Alexander’s understanding.“I was there,” I nearly whisper.“You were where?” Alexander asks a little more forcefully. I can feel my wolf within wanting to submit as his tone shifts.“Outside Tomson Murray’s home.”Alexander
EvelynAfter sending Emma back in and wishing her luck in her next game of Spackle against my mom, I walk slowly to Alexander’s room. Our room.I don’t yet know how I feel about him offering for me to move back into my old room if I want to. I mean, I know I appreciate the offer. It makes me feel li
EvelynOnce Alexander and I are sure that I can walk on my own, I go down the hall to see my mom. I knock quietly on her door, and Emma opens it for me.My friend rests her fist on her hip and cocks an eyebrow. “You didn’t tell me your mom is a pro at Spackle.”Surprised, I look into the room to whe
EvelynThe second Mom sees me, her knees buckle.Alexander catches her, and I lunge for her, folding her into my arms. She sobs into my shoulder, grasping my shirt like a lifeline.“You’re here,” I say, realizing I’m crying, too. “You’re here, you’re here.”I look up over Mom’s shoulder as she finds
EvelynI’m sobbing on the bathroom floor when Alexander enters our bedroom. I hear the door squeak open then click quietly shut. I don’t try to quiet my crying.Alexander appears in the doorway to the bathroom. He slowly approaches, sitting across from me on the floor.“I did it again, didn’t I?” he
Evelyn“Spackle!” David yells, laying down his winning hand.I toss my cards down on the table in mock frustration as he laughs.“Three games in a row,” he teases. “I hope you weren’t looking for someone to coddle you and let you win while you’re recovering.”I reach for his cards, gathering the dec
EvelynI head down the hallway after Dr. Zorinski’s exam. It hasn’t been too hard to lie to Alexander about feeling ill while I’m mourning. Grief is its own kind of illness.Still, I was worried Dr. Zorinski would see right through it. I think I’ve convinced her that I might be sick, but nothing tha
EvelynIt’s been an emotional two weeks.Every second that Alexander has been working, trying to protect lycans from the growing werewolf threat, I’ve spent making memories with Emma. We didn’t talk about the fact that it’s our last two weeks together before I escape. We just train and make music an
EvelynThere are four horses tied up outside Tomson’s house: Tomson’s, my dad’s, and two I don’t recognize. I pull off into the nearby forest a little ways out from the house, leaving my horse with Emma who only barely agrees to wait behind when I remind her that she’s not safe as a lycan in werewol
AlexanderI guess I’ll be missing dinner with Evelyn.I send a servant off with a note to Evelyn that she should eat with Emma tonight because I have to work late and that I look forward to climbing in bed with her later.I’m too much of a coward to go tell her myself, to see the disappointment and







