Mag-log inAnd every single person was walking.Everyone. The men from my truck, from all the trucks, and beyond them more, spilling out of side streets and doorways, hundreds, then more than I could count, every one of them moving the same way at the same slow even pace toward the blue light, and not one of t
SofiaThe thing nobody tells you about stowing away in the back of a wolf's supply truck is that wolves do not believe in shock absorbers.I'd been folded between a crate that smelled like gun oil and a stack of canvas duffels for going on four hours, knees up under my chin, one hand knotted around
AvaI came back into my own body the way you come up from under cold water. All at once, lungs grabbing, except the water was me, and I'd been drowning in myself longer than I knew.For a second there was no up. Too much arrived at once. After the white nothing of the place with Catherine, the world
"Alexander."My name, in the low voice, gone thin at the edges now. A command. Come. Hold the vessel. Put your hands on it and hold it still.The wall in my chest told my feet to move. A year of habit told them to move. I took one step up toward the seat. My body did it the way my body did everythin
AlexanderI had spent my whole life learning to read the exact moment a thing breaks, and the goddess wearing my bride was beginning to break, and I could not turn my head to look at her.That was the cruelty of the wall she'd built in me. It let me see everything and touch nothing. I stood where sh
"Ava." I said it out loud, to a concrete wall, and it came apart in my mouth. "I've got you. I'm here. I've got you, baby. I've got you."She couldn't hear the words. She never could. But she could feel a hand close around her in the dark, the way I'd once felt hers close around me from a hundred mi
Author's Note: In the previous chapter, Robin's ultimatum was stated as 24 hours. This was an error - the correct timeframe is 48 hours.SusanI wheeled myself through the pack house corridors on the second night, the sound of my chair's wheels echoing against the stone floors. The chaos from Robin'
SusanI sat in my hospital bed, listening to the chaos Robin was creating throughout the pack house. Doors slammed. Voices raised in questioning. Footsteps pounded through corridors as he conducted his frantic search for Dr. Graham. Every sound made my heart race with a mixture of anxiety and antici
EvelynI ran until my lungs burned, each step tearing the wound in my side open wider. Blood poured from where the machete had sliced through skin and muscle, soaking my shirt and pants. The gash was deep—I could feel the edges of my flesh pulling apart with every stride.Ava clung to my neck, her s
The Day She Was CapturedEvelynI woke up with my head pounding and the taste of blood in my mouth. Everything hurt - my face, my ribs, the back of my skull where something had connected hard enough to knock me unconscious. My mouth felt dry and metallic, my tongue probing carefully at loose teeth.







