LOGIN“Lorien… it’s beautiful,” I whispered, turning to face him.He was watching me, his crimson eyes glowing softly in the dappled sunlight. His long red hair tumbled over his shoulders in loose, tousled waves, and there was something almost shy about the way he smiled at me—a quiet, vulnerable kind of
Lysaa's POV A little while later, after we dropped the kids off with Kamrynn (and made sure she knew where we kept the fire extinguishers), Lorien led me outside to the open field behind our home.“Are we walking somewhere?” I asked, curious.“Not exactly,” he said, flashing me a grin.Before I cou
There was so much glitter.“Princess Violet, do you take this humble knight to be your devoted protector?” Eina’s voice was sweet and melodic as she twirled a plastic tiara between her tiny claws. She and Violet had set up a tea party in the middle of the living room—a tea party that had apparently
Lysaa's POV No one tells you how hard it is to raise dragon hybrids.Not that there’s a manual for it, anyway. But even if there were, I’m pretty sure it wouldn’t have covered what it felt like to lay five eggs, the agonizing weeks of incubation, and the terrifying wait to see if they’d all hatch s
“What the hell, dude?” he asked, squinting at her like she had just betrayed him. “We had a deal.”Arabella, blissfully unaware of the high treason she had just committed, let out a delighted squeal and reached for his face, grabbing at his nose with her chubby fingers.I couldn’t hold it in any lon
Kamrynn's POV Seven months had passed since the mating and Luna ceremonies, and life in the Obsidian Pack had transformed in ways I could hardly have imagined. What once had been a struggling, cursed pack with a heavy heart and dark future was now thriving in every possible way.Under Calvin’s lead
Lysaa's POV I felt him before I heard him.It wasn’t the sound of his footsteps—I couldn’t hear those. Lorien moved with the stealth of a predator, quiet and calculated. No, it was the shift in the air, the sudden warmth that tickled the back of my neck, and the unmistakable hum of his presence tha
“Kam?” I whispered, lifting my head to look at her, but before I could fully register what was happening, she kicked me hard in the chest, scrambling back on the bed with wide, terrified eyes.“Stop!” she cried, her voice high-pitched and shaky. “Please… stop! It hurts!”I froze, my heart plummeting
Lysaa’s brows lifted in surprise. “Do you want to?”“I don’t know,” I admitted. “That’s the problem. I know he’s changed, and I know he’s trying, but… I’m scared.”Lysaa turned toward me, her expression gentle but serious. “I’ll be honest, Kamrynn. I don’t have the best opinion of Calvin. He was cru
I swallowed hard, trying to push down the ache that rose in my throat. I didn’t want to cry. I didn’t want him to know how much it hurt because, deep down, I had already accepted it.Or at least, I was trying to.“There’s nothing we can do about it, Lorien,” I said gently, reaching up to place my ha







