LOGINHey everyone,I know it’s been a while, and I’ve seen your messages and comments asking about the story. I just want to say I truly appreciate your patience.I had to step away for a bit to handle something very personal, but please know I haven’t forgotten about this book, not for a second. We’re s
"And do you know what's going to happen to them all if you do nothing?"I knew."They'll all die." Catherine's voice was flat. "They'll die without knowing what hit them. Right now, your mother possibly doesn't even know what she's doing. Neither does the vast amount of wolves Selene is calling. The
AvaI was staring at Catherine like she'd just said something so outrageous I needed her to repeat it just to make sure I'd heard correctly.But I had heard it.She'd told me I would have to consume the baby in her arms.What was that even supposed to mean?"I don't..." I stuttered. "I don't underst
She looked away, staring at something I couldn't see. "I wanted to handle it myself. Hell, I didn't want to handle it at all. All I wanted was to die. But Selene had other plans. She set me up for round two. Except it wasn't even a proper resurrection. Just dumped me here to rot. I can barely do any
It reminded me of something peaceful.Just... peaceful.Like all the chaos and fear and confusion of the last however long just didn't matter when I looked at those shifting brown eyes.I looked back at Grandma. "What do you mean?"She paced. Three steps away. Three steps back. Her movements tight a
AvaI was running. The baby in my arms. My feet pounding against something that might have been floor but wasn't anymore.Then I was falling.Not down exactly. Through. The white space opening up beneath me like a mouth. My momentum carrying me forward even as the ground disappeared. The baby slippi
I cleared my throat. Tried to smooth down my shirt—when had it gotten so wrinkled? Forced my mouth into something that might pass for a smile if you didn't look too close.When I did, Cole's eyes slid away from mine. That's when I noticed—he'd been looking near my face this whole time, but not at me
"Oh." Her hands shifted on the wheel, adjusting her grip. "Well, that's—I mean, sometimes family is complicated, right? My parents don't know where I am either. Haven't for years actually. They think I'm dead."Now she had my attention."Which is probably easier for everyone involved," she continued
EvelynI wanted to drag my palms across concrete until they bled.That was my first thought when we turned the corner and I saw her—some woman about my age, grinding her hands into the ground over and over while everyone else chanted. The blood had gone black under what was left of her fingernails.
The fist hit the tree again.The knuckles were already gone—not bruised, not bloodied, gone. White bone showed through where the skin had split and peeled back. The middle finger had snapped sideways on the last punch, hanging at an angle that made the stomach turn. Blood ran down the bark in thick







