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
That ugly scowl flickered across Ava’s face again. Every time Hilda spoke, it was like a physical irritation to the entity.“I have been called many names across the centuries,” Selene said, her voice dropping an octave. “Just as I told Ava... but Selene is the one that seems to stick. The one they
AlexanderWe walked back through the corridors in silence. My neck ached where it had snapped—phantom pain, or my body remembering what dying felt like. The guards we passed kept their eyes down.I cleared my throat. "I'm glad you put that hunter in her place." My voice came out steadier than I felt
AvaI hit the ground and for a split second there was nothing — no sound, no thought, no sense of where I was — just a blank white gap where I thought maybe I’d finally died.Then it hit.It ripped through my spine and crushed into my ribs, punching the breath straight out of my lungs and dragging a
EvelynAlexander sat.Just like that. A man who had built an empire on violence and pride, a man who had never bowed to anyone in his life, folded into his seat like a scolded child. The air in the room didn’t just feel heavy; it felt occupied, like the oxygen had been replaced by something thicker,







