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
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
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.
EvelynMy lips cracked as I tried to swallow again. Nothing. Not even spit left. Forty hours in this chair had drained everything from me—water, strength, hope.I shifted my weight and winced as the ropes cut deeper into my already raw wrists. The small cabin felt like a tomb, airless and timeless.
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







