LOGIN"My name is Alexander," he said, settling into a crouch so we were at eye level. "And you're right. We should be properly introduced."I didn't recognize him, but something nagged at me. Like seeing a face in a crowd that you almost remember but can't quite place."Where's my daughter?" I asked."Av
EvelynThe first thing I noticed was the smell. Wood. Old wood, like the kind you find in cabins that have been standing for decades. Cedar, maybe. Something clean and sharp that cut through the fog in my head.The second thing was the ache in my shoulders.I tried to move and discovered why they hu
"Lyra."She looked up at me, hair falling across her face. "What?""Come here."She climbed onto the bed, straddling my lap. I could feel the heat of her through the thin cotton, could smell her arousal mixing with that floral scent.I kissed her again, harder this time, my hands roaming over her ba
"She was a healer. But she thought a lot about balance." Lyra leaned forward slightly. "She said that for every force that destroys, there has to be a force that protects. Otherwise everything falls apart."I studied her face. "And which one am I?""I think you're both."The honesty in her voice hit
HildaI'd worn a path in the carpet.Back and forth across the room, from the window to the door, trying to work off the restless energy that had been building since Alexander dropped his bombshell. Ava was here. Evelyn was here. Both of them captured, both of them in Alexander's hands.I stopped at
LeviCold stone against my face. That was the first thing that made sense when I came to—I was lying face-down on rock, and my head felt like someone had stuffed it with wet cotton.I tried to lift my head. The cave spun lazily and I had to close my eyes, wait for it to settle. There was blood in my







