LOGINThe sensation was indescribable—like finding a piece of myself I hadn’t known was missing, like coming home after a lifetime of wandering.I grinned up at Nicholas, feeling almost impish with the secret I’d kept for so long.His mouth hung open, shock written across his features. “You knew,” he said
Kayla“One more push!” the doctor’s voice barely registered through the haze of pain that had consumed me for the past sixteen hours. “I can see the head, Kayla. One more big push!”Nicholas gripped my hand, his other arm supporting my back as I leaned forward. I was beyond exhaustion, beyond pain,
There was Emma, fierce and loyal despite everything she’d been through, slowly healing from her injuries with her brother’s unwavering support. Marcus, who’d practically raised his sister from childhood and would do anything to protect those he cared about, including us.Noah, with his gentle demean
Kayla“She’s going to get what she deserves. Today,” Emma said, drumming her fingers against the armrest of her wheelchair. It was the third time she’d said it in the last half hour, but none of us called her on it. We were all tense.We stood outside the guild hall in a loose circle, our faces grim
“What did you do with her?”“She’s locked up in Nightshade’s prison for now,” Nicholas said grimly. “I’m going to speak to the guild to decide her fate.”I shivered. I couldn’t believe it, and yet… Somehow, I could. Because Isabella had done so much worse. This was just the cherry on top.My thought
KaylaLight filtered through my eyelids, hazy and blurred. Everything felt heavy. Sore. But alive.The first thing I saw was Nicholas hunched over me, clutching me so tightly I could barely breathe.“Kayla,” he murmured against my throat. “Kayla, please come back…”My shaky hand came up, my fingers
NicholasI paced the length of my office relentlessly, practically wearing a path in the carpet beneath me. My mind raced with images of Kayla—her bruised throat, her pale face as she lay unconscious in my arms. The memory almost made me sick, causing my wolf to claw at the inside of my chest.Jade
KaylaI barely felt the cold seeping through my thin nightgown as Nicholas carried me back to the house. Barely felt his arms around me. Barely even felt the warm fanning of his break across the top of my head.Barely felt anything except for bitter desperation, regret, and frustration.Once inside,
“If you’re so concerned about Liam’s love for you,” he said coldly, “then maybe you should marry him instead.”Before I could respond, before I could explain that I only meant that maybe Liam could be trusted, at least to an extent, Nicholas was already striding toward the door.“Nicholas, wait—”Bu
I wanted, of course, to believe it was the latter. I trusted him. Or so I thought.Morning came too quickly and not quickly enough, and the drive to Bluemoon territory passed in a blur. I clutched the small bag containing the antidote in my palm, terrified of losing it, of dropping it, of watching i







