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
SofiaI lay on my back, naked under the sheets, eyes locked on the ceiling where the water stains had spread out like continents. I counted them—one, two, three, the shape near the sprinkler looked vaguely like South America—because if I stopped counting I’d have to think about what just happened.A
AvaI was on my back, staring up at a ceiling so clean it might have been fake. It was painted a matte off-white, no crown molding, just a plane of color that seemed to go on forever. The air smelled like lemon and ozone and the faint trace of burnt wax. My head thudded, but at least I could breathe
LeviShe caught the wolf mid-air, both hands clamping around the snout—one under the chin, one across the bridge, fingers interlaced like clamps.The force of the impact knocked them both back, Hilda’s spine smacking into the ground with a dull thud. She didn’t lose grip. She rolled with the momentu
AvaWe docked just before sunrise, a sliver of light breaking over the edge of what I could only describe as a villain’s idea of a beach house. I’d never been to Catalina, didn’t know it existed till now, but this wasn’t the part with the cheesy boardwalks and ferry traffic. The boat pulled into a t







