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
"I'm not. I didn't know—"The bitch still wanted to keep lying! My control snapped. I tilted the wheelchair forward just enough to make her gasp, her weakened body scrambling for purchase. The chair teetered on the edge of stability. Fear flashed across Susan's face, the carefully maintained facade
AvaSchool was the worst part of the day. Not the lessons—I liked those. But the other kids looked at me funny."My mom says Alpha never visits the nursery when you're there," whispered Mila during arithmetic. She was my only friend, if you could call someone your friend when they made your stomach
EvelynThe moment the door closed behind Damon, I dropped the act. It was exhausting. Susan was doing a really heavy job keeping that up. I finally let my face show what I really felt—cold, merciless satisfaction at seeing Susan suffer.I leaned close to her ear, keeping my voice low enough that eve
DamonI'd been looking for Ava since dawn. Hilda had reported her missing from breakfast, and a cold knot of fear had settled in my gut. Five years of borderline neglect, and suddenly I was panicking over a missed meal. The irony wasn't lost on me. It wasn’t that I neglect her, I just knew Miss Hild







