MasukHey 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
LeviMy hand was wrapped around Sofia's wrist.She'd been reaching for my zipper and I'd grabbed her without thinking. Now we were frozen there—her straddling my lap, half-naked, staring down at me with confusion starting to shift into something harder."What?" she asked.I couldn't answer. The word
HildaThey came for me maybe twenty minutes after Alexander limped out. They kicked the door open.Lyra was on her hands and knees scrubbing his blood off the floor. The bucket beside her was already more red than water. She'd been at it a while—I could see the streak marks where she'd tried to get
Another laugh. This one aimed at himself."Then one day I was driving through Riverbound territory. I felt charitable. Decided to stop at this pack's orphanage. They were struggling—packs falling apart, members leaving, kids abandoned." He shifted in his chair. "I wanted to help. Write a check, feel
More silence. Then Kathleen Torres spoke. "What kind of help specifically?" "Manpower. Resources. Coordination. A show of unified strength." "And if we do this," Garrett Holloway said slowly, "if we commit resources to this... confrontation... and it goes badly, we've weakened ourselves for no







