Liam’s POV The conversation with the wolf leader made me realize just how far behind I was when it came to Ian. While we had all been focused on Velmoran, Ian had been terrorizing the Moonbane pack—letting his men feed on them, framing them, rallying them toward a war they didn’t ask for. This time, I had no argument, no way to defend him. All I could do was listen and offer my apologies as the leader laid out everything that had been happening in the city. I didn’t even notice when we started walking, only that by the time we stepped back into the main circle of camp, the air felt lighter, the tension bleeding into the rhythm of ordinary life.Wolves gathered in small knots, talking low or tending to the fires. The scent of woodsmoke and seared meat lingered on the breeze, mixing with the sharp resin of pine. Someone laughed somewhere behind me, and it was the kind of sound that didn’t belong to a place preparing for war.It was hers.Raina sat cross-legged near one of the smaller f
Raina’s povThe wolves emerged like they had been part of the forest all along, slipping out of the mist and shadow until there was nowhere to look without seeing amber eyes watching you.They weren’t in uniform, no pelts or battle gear, just jeans, boots, hoodies, and worn jackets—yet they carried themselves like soldiers. Their steps barely bent the pine needles beneath them, and their bodies seemed coiled with unspent energy.They smelled different—more like earth, leaves and life—unlike the copper-and-petrichor tang I’d grown used to since learning what vampires really were. Liam and the leader were already talking, their low voices carrying just enough for me to catch the cadence but not the words. I didn’t care enough to listen in. The pack members stood loosely around us, their posture relaxed on the surface, but their eyes tracked everything.My pulse wasn’t the one racing, but something in my chest still felt tight. Maybe it was instinct. Maybe it was the way the leader’s ga
Liam’s pov"Hey."My voice came out softer than I intended, almost cautious as I reached out a hand to steady Raina. She staggered back a step, gripping the edge of the sink like the room might tilt again. I'd been half-asleep when I heard her sharp, uneven breaths cutting through the quiet. They struck me like alarm bells, loud and wrong in the silence of the night. I’d thrown the covers off and rushed to the bathroom without thinking, yanking the door open."Is everything okay?" I asked again, quieter this time.Raina didn’t answer immediately. Her body tensed under my hand, like she was debating whether or not to tell me the truth. Then, slowly, she placed her hand on mine, her fingers cold and trembling. She straightened, pulling herself away from the sink and forcing a small, brittle smile."I'm fine," she said. “It’s… I just felt dizzy a little. I'm going to be fine.”But she wasn’t.She looked anything but fine. The kind of ‘not fine’ that didn't just show on your face but leak
Raina’s POVNina and Liam were already awake when I gasped, my eyes flying open like I’d been yanked out of a nightmare. My heart hammered against my ribs as I reached for my side, expecting searing pain—expecting the blade to still be lodged there.But there was nothing.“I pulled it out when I woke up,” Liam’s voice called lazily from across the room.I whipped my head toward him. He was lounging at a corner, sitting on the floor like we hadn’t just been stabbed and knocked out, twirling the blade between his fingers like it was some kind of toy.My scowl deepened. “It’s official. I'm going to kill Silas.”“Raina—” Liam started.“No.” I jabbed a finger in his direction as I pushed myself upright. “There’s no coming back from stabbing me. None. I’m putting him at the top of the list.”Liam ran a hand down his face, exhaling like I was giving him a migraine. “No one’s killing anyone for now”“Watch me,” I muttered.His gaze snapped to mine. “Raina.”I rolled my eyes. “Fine. But I wond
Liam’s POV “You.”The word left Velmoran’s mouth like a curse.The moment her eyes landed on Raina, she scrambled back across the floor, her bare heels screeching against the wooden boards until her spine hit the wall. Her breathing quickened, sharp, shallow gasps that made her look more like prey than the monster she’d been only minutes ago.Raina blinked, taken aback, and gave a small, uncertain wave. “Um… hi?”No one laughed.Velmoran’s gaze darted wildly around the room, but always came back to Raina—like she couldn’t decide whether to flee or beg for her life.Raina took a step forward. “You’re safe. We’re not here to hurt you.”“You—” Velmoran’s voice cracked, her whole body trembling. “Y-You shouldn't be here.”Raina froze. “Excuse me?”I stepped between them before this went somewhere ugly. “You’ve got the wrong person. She isn’t who you think it is. This is Raina. Raina, not Mel.”“She looks just like her,” Velmoran hissed, pressing herself tighter to the wall.“She’s not h
Raina’s POVSomething was off with Liam.He’d been quiet ever since that little huddle with Ysra, quieter than I’d seen him in… well, maybe ever. Liam wasn’t exactly the type to keep his feelings on a leash—if something was bothering him, you usually knew. But now? He was doing everything he could to keep whatever was in his head locked up, and failing miserably.And the worst part? He thought I hadn’t noticed.Yeah, right.I shifted my weight against the cold wall, crossing my arms as Ysra and Judy arranged their supplies in the center of the room—a mix of herbs, candles, and other things I couldn’t name but was pretty sure you couldn’t just pick up at the corner store. Nina knelt beside them, her hands hovering as she asked questions and actually got real answers. The room smelled sharp and earthy, like crushed leaves and metal.But my attention wasn’t on them.It was on Liam.He stood near the far wall, close enough to Velmoran’s bound form that it felt deliberate, like he was guar