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 Pain was the first thing that my brain registered as my eyes opened themselves against my will. I remembered heading for the cells, explosions on the castle grounds. Then the third explosion, the one that had damn near killed me, based on how I was feeling. I had definitely felt better, that
Tara The drums and laughter faded behind me as I stepped away from the glowing lanterns and the whirl of congratulations. I needed a moment alone. Just a breath where I wasn’t Queen, or mate, or Moon Priestess reborn, or whatever the hell they’d decided I was tonight. I padded barefoot down the
Tara I barely had one foot out of the car before Cindy came charging across the front hall like a gossip-powered missile. “You’re trending!” she announced, waving her phone like it was a royal scroll. “And not just on WereTok. I mean news outlets, gossip blogs, supernatural forums. You’re every
Tara “Okay, what’s going on?” I put my hands on both sides of Mac’s face and made him look me in the eye. “You’re as nervous as a real squirrel that had the misfortune of landing in the dog sanctuary.” “Is it that obvious?” His eyes held so much wisdom, but also an innocence that was so charming







