LOGINMy knuckles were still dripping fresh blood when I banged on Caius’s door like I was trying to break the damn thing down. The cuts stung like a bitch from punchi
~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?
~Alerion~Caius leaned back, studying me with that look that saw too much. “You’re scared shitless.”“I’m not.”“You are. I see it. You’re terrified that once she gets real power, real options, she’ll realize she doesn’t need you. Doesn’t need any of us. Admit it, bro.”
~Alerion~My knuckles were still dripping fresh blood when I banged on Caius’s door like I was trying to break the damn thing down. The cuts stung like a bitch from punching that wolf’s face until he stopped moving, but I didn’t give a fuck. I just came straight from the Dark Wolf King’s warehouse and I was pissed.Caius yanked the door open, took one look at my fucked-up hands and the red smears all over his doorframe, and let out the longest, most dramatic sigh ever. “What the actual fuck
~Valeria~The second attempt went slightly better.They managed to walk the entire entrance without anyone tripping or shoving.Progress, I guess.
~Valeria~Getting called to my mom's room at ten PM usually meant one of two things: either I was in trouble, or she was about to give me another lecture about "being grateful" for everything Cassian had done for us.Tonight felt different though. When I knocked and she told me to come in, her voic
~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
~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







