ログインHey 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
EvelynSusan's fingers dug into my wrist, her grip surprisingly strong for someone supposedly at death's door. The syringe hung suspended between us, neither of us moving.I could deny it. Laugh it off as fever-induced paranoia. I could run.But why the fuck would I do that? I'd spent five years cra
DamonThe hallway outside the medical wing had cleared somewhat, most pack members returning to their rooms once the immediate crisis appeared to be over. I'd remained, pacing the corridor like a caged animal, every nerve ending raw with tension.When Dr. Graham finally called me in, I was through t
ColeDamon kicked open his office door hard enough to rattle the paintings on the wall. I'd been waiting for him, slouched in one of the leather chairs across from his desk, reports on the recent border incursions spread across my lap. He didn't acknowledge me. Just slammed a fistful of papers onto
Damon.I watched Susan's chest rise and fall, the rhythm slow enough to make me count the seconds between breaths. She'd been asleep for hours now. I couldn't bring myself to leave her side. Not when the nights had become a carousel of fever and pain, her screams sometimes reaching every corner of t