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
"Can I..." I swallowed, suddenly nervous. "Can I see her?""Yes, but you need to be careful not to make any loud noises. We don't want to send her back into shock like earlier."Elena put her hand on my shoulder. "Normally, I wouldn't allow visitors until tomorrow, but you've been very patient. You
Hilda A healer brought me fresh clothes while I waited in a small anteroom connected to the infirmary. I changed quickly, tossing my blood-stained garments into a heap in the corner. The soft cotton shirt and leather pants fit better than expected. Wood Pack clothing—practical, durable, nothing li
Damon"Three hours." I slammed my fist on the desk, sending my coffee mug skittering to the edge. "Three goddamn hours and not a single response."I'd ordered my communications team to contact Wood Pack every fifteen minutes. Robin knew the protocol—pack leaders answered each other's calls, especial
DamonThe door to the holding room swung open with a heavy metallic groan that set my teeth on edge. Cold air rushed against my face, carrying the scent of concrete, old metal, and something else—fear, maybe, lingering from previous occupants. My eyes found Hilda immediately, curled up in the corner







