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
Each word cut deeper than the last."Your own mate, Damon." Robin took a step closer, the scent of his anger sharp in the air. "She arrived at my gates barely recovered from childbirth, wounded from the journey, half-dead with grief over the child you'd ripped from her arms. What could she have poss
"Call her whatever you want," I cut in. "I'm sure she won't mind.""Okay."I stood up, stretching my stiff muscles. "Let's look for blankets or clothes. It's going to get cold in here."While Ava searched through the cabin's storage chests, I gathered the wood she'd found earlier and arranged it in
Hilda"Why do you have pictures on your arm?"We were in the garden, Ava picking wildflowers while I watched from under an oak tree. Shade felt good after a week of brutal heat.I glanced down at my tattoos. "Because they look good.""Oh." Ava thought about this for a second. "Can I have some?""Whe
Hey everyone,I wanted to take a moment to apologize for the slower chapter releases lately. I'm currently away from home with very limited power access, which means I'm working exclusively on battery life - and my laptop isn't exactly winning any longevity awards these days!I've been trying to mak







