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
AvaIt wasn’t just a handful of guests, it was a mob—thirty or forty people, all in black tie or cocktail dresses, spilling out from behind planters and decorative screens. There were men in velvet jackets, women in vintage Chanel, a few people who looked like they’d wandered in from a gallery openi
AvaThe night outside was already down to a blue bruise by the time Sofia herded us through the front hall and onto the grounds. The house glowed behind us, but the lawns and the terraced paths below were flat and dark. The sea wind was up, slapping my hair into my face every few steps, and the only
AvaAfter the garden meltdown and my ritual phone call to Evelyn, I found Maya and Sofia already at the kitchen island, hunched over bowls of chia pudding with the suspicious reverence of two agnostics at a church breakfast. Sunlight slammed through the glass wall in front of them, picking out every
“Hey, Mom?” I said.“Yeah, baby?”“Do you ever—” I trailed off, glancing at Levi, who was watching me with an expression so naked I had to look away. “Do you ever think about what it would be like if things had gone differently? If Dad hadn’t… if none of that had happened?”A pause. Then, soft: “Som







