LOGINTara I heard the sound before I saw anything: a low, broken whine that cut straight through my chest. Laurie stiffened beside my bed. Her eyes snapped to the open doorway. “They’re hurt,” she whispered. “Yes,” I said, breathing through the pain. “But they’re safe now.” The pit bull was carr
The words landed like a stone dropped into still water. I closed my eyes. “Are they all going to be okay?” I asked. “Yes,” Alexander said quickly. “The authorities asked if Moon Shadow could assist. Sanctuary space. Veterinary care. And the poor female looks like she could have her puppies at
Tara I discovered a rhythm to the pain somewhere between the third and fourth contraction, when the world narrowed down to my breathing and the steady pressure of Mac’s hands on my back. It wasn’t constant, the way I’d imagined. It was a wave, rising, cresting, receding, with each wave demanding r
“Did you sleep at all?” I asked her. She nodded once. “A little.” “That’s progress,” Cindy said kindly. “This place snores.” “Between Mac and Alexander, I’m surprised the windows don’t rattle at night!” I added, winking at Laurie. Laurie’s mouth twitched, almost a smile. I took a sip of te
My pregnancy seemed to fly by. Every morning I would roll out of bed, quite literally—“roll” was exactly what I did. By late summer, Cindy and I were both due any day. “I look like I swallowed a whole pumpkin,” I groaned one morning, as Cindy and I waddled towards the lake where Laurie was feeding
Tara Raised voices echoed from the hallway outside the theater. Security shifted uneasily. A ripple of motion spread through the crowd as heads turned toward the doors. “Oh,” Cindy said lightly. “That’ll be them.” The doors swung open. Mac and Alexander strode in like they were storming a bat
Tara The meeting hall buzzed with a nervous energy that even the scent of freshly brewed coffee couldn't dispel. The testosterone level alone was overwhelming, let alone the Alpha auras that set my nerves on edge. The walls themselves probably felt the strain of containing so much power. Alphas,
“Welcome home, son,” Xavier said, clasping Mac’s shoulder. “And welcome, Queen Tara.” Queen Tara. It still startled me. Lorraine didn’t speak right away. She stepped forward, brushing a strand of hair from my face like a mother might, then rested her palm gently over my heart. Her eyes searched
Mac Jose arrived just before dawn. No fanfare, no formalities, no puff of smoke. His arrival was announced by the sound of boots crunching rock as he stepped into the humid salt air of the island. I met him outside, slipping quietly out of the room where Tara was still sleeping, peacefully for
“Threatening the King or the Queen is treason, written in law books older than every one of you,” I countered. “Acts of war against our allies is an equally high crime.” The silence that followed was thick with unspoken fury. “While we’re on the subject,” I continued, pacing the length of the ch







