LOGIN~Valeria~
If one more person got injured, I was going to start charging a healing fee.
~Lysander~Michael was quiet for a moment. "I can help. But my training isn't gentle. It's not safe. And if your brothers find out.""They won't.""They will eventually. You can't hide that kind of improvement.""I'll deal with tha
~Lysander~Zane was checking my temperature.Again.For the third time today.I slapped his hand away. "I don't have a fever."
~Valeria~My father walked into the kitchen holding a book that looked older than the house.Not a good sign.Books that old usually meant bad news or complicated magic or both."We need to talk about the ring," he said, setting it
~Valeria~"Excuse me?" Alerion turned slowly to face him."I said security should've been better. How did three men get into the house without anyone noticing?""I had guards posted.""Clearly not enough guards."
~Valeria~The window was open.The curtain billowing in a breeze that shouldn't exist because I knew for a fact I'd closed and locked that window before bed.I stared at it from my bed, my heart already starting to pound.Someone h
~Valeria~This stupid box was staring at me.Okay, boxes don’t stare, but this one was giving straight-up judgmental vibes. Just sitting on my desk where my dad dumped it three days ago with the most useless line ever: “Open this when you’re ready.” Ready for what? Ready to have my whole life flipped upside down? Ready to cry? Ready to scream? What kind of vague-ass nonsense is that?
~Valeria~Finding out your dead father kept a secret diary would be exciting if it wasn't also absolutely terrifying.Michael had pulled some serious strings to get us access to the restricted archives in the basement of the old campus library. The kind of place that smelled like mold, it probably
~Valeria~The photo felt like it was burning a hole in my backpack as I walked back to the library the next day.I'd spent the entire night staring at it, trying to convince myself I was imagining things. But every time I looked at that little girl's posture, the way she leaned into the man's prote
~Valeria~I was pretty sure the guy with the newspaper was going to follow me home and suffocate me in my sleep.Okay, maybe that was too out of line, but he'd been sitting at the same table for three hours pretending to read about local boring drama while watching every move Michael and I made. An
~Caius~I'd seen enough interrogations to recognize when someone was fishing for information, and Michael was practically casting a net every time he talked to Valeria.The kid was good though. Had that perfect balance of casual interest and helpful concern that made people want to spill their secr







