Edeline
That wasn’t like an Alpha at all. Still… I found it kind of sweet. I liked that he gave her the space to be upset. But she’d better not push him too far. He is still an Alpha, no matter how gentle he plays it with her. Then again, I get the feeling Mirabelle knows exactly what lines not to cross. She probably withholds things he wants from her when he messes up—and that is something no Alpha male wants to deal with.
We all ended up at the table.
But this time, I took the head seat. My face stayed blank, unreadable—but the message was loud and clear. This was Percival’s place. And now, while he’s… gone, broken, whatever this is—I’m stepping up.
Max
EdelineI tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, my mind spinning.“So… he can be saved? Like you?”Maximus bit his lip, hesitating before finally lifting his gaze to meet mine. I didn’t try to hide the desperation in my eyes. I needed an answer—something to hold onto.“I honestly think he’ll always love you,” he said, steady and sure. “Even with the whole X thing. But he needs to be pushed to talk about it, Edeline. That’s what helped me face my own beast.”I let out a breath, my voice dry. “I tried that.”Mirabelle lea
EdelineThat wasn’t like an Alpha at all. Still… I found it kind of sweet. I liked that he gave her the space to be upset. But she’d better not push him too far. He is still an Alpha, no matter how gentle he plays it with her. Then again, I get the feeling Mirabelle knows exactly what lines not to cross. She probably withholds things he wants from her when he messes up—and that is something no Alpha male wants to deal with.We all ended up at the table.But this time, I took the head seat. My face stayed blank, unreadable—but the message was loud and clear. This was Percival’s place. And now, while he’s… gone, broken, whatever this is—I’m stepping up.Max
EdelineThe sun had already dipped behind the horizon, leaving behind a chilly bite in the air. Night had crept in fully now. Lately, the weather never seemed to make up its mind—didn’t matter what season it was. Overhead, the silver crescent of the moon hung in the black sky like it had something to say, with stars twinkling quietly around it. It felt like it was watching me.Maximus and Mirabelle were supposed to be here soon, but I couldn’t keep sitting around, waiting. Every second dragged on. I was still at my parents’ house, surrounded by their stares and a hundred unspoken questions. Upstairs, my companion—if I could even call him that anymore—was knocked out cold in my old bed thanks to a heavy dose of tranquilizer. Just handling that felt like too much. I told them I needed some fresh air
EdelineI yanked down a roll of duct tape from the top shelf, ripped a strip off with my teeth, and slapped it right across his mouth before he could finish the command.He glared at me with fire in his eyes and growled from deep in his chest, but the tape stayed firm.“Whew,” I breathed, tossing the rest of the roll onto the nightstand. “That could’ve gone real bad.”Daisy grinned with approval. “Good job, Luna.”Everyone else was nodding and chuckling under their breath. We’d shut him up. Finally.I turned my gaze to Doc, who still held the tr
EdelineI was suddenly all in, listening to “Crazy Daisy,” as most folks called her. But the thing about healers? Sometimes they knew more than the oracles. Oracles spoke to the moon. Healers carried her power.“Edeline,” Daisy said, her voice low and serious now. “You conceived those pups right as your body was preparing to become the Moon’s warrior. You don’t even know what you’re capable of yet… and because of that, your pups—your twins—were affected.”My heart started to race. “Wait… you mean—?”“They’re warriors too,” she said firmly. “They have your power… and when they’r
EdelineI couldn’t stop chewing on my nails as I paced back and forth.Eventually, I managed to pull myself together enough to get dressed and have Percival’s wolf escort me to my parents’ place. Dad suggested the cellar… but I just couldn’t bring myself to lock him in there.I could do it—if it were Percival. But this wasn’t him. It was his wolf.William and my dad helped me get him there. The wolf had been tense the whole way. Restless. Skittish. Agitated by everything that had happened. He hadn’t been by my side in weeks, and now that he was, he wasn’t letting anyone get close. He growled at every person who so much as looked our way—protective an