LOGINAvaThe first thing I heard was a low, tired voice, reading words I couldn't quite catch yet. My body felt heavy under the sheets, pinning me to the bed. I could hear the steady rasp of my own breathing. My open eyes blinked dryly in the dim light.I opened my eyes wider. A small, pale room with a c
AvaDad let go of the shackle and sat back, his face relaxing from the concentration. He was quiet for a long moment. Then his eyes met mine."Baby," he said gently, "do you want to know what happened?"Something in his tone made my chest tighten. I had a feeling that this was a truth I wasn't ready
AvaHe stepped out of the blackness, edging closer, until I could finally see him. Unbelievable. He was so young, the age he was when...when he died. His warm brown eyes, both of them, looked at me with a fond smile.I stared, my mouth hanging open, unable to make a sound. My dad. Standing in front
LeviI settled into the chair by her bed and took her hand in mine, rubbing my thumb over the back of it. "Hey, Ava. It's Levi," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "I just talked to Sofia. We had some things to say to each other."I sat there, rubbing her hand, trying to find the words Maya and
LeviI sat with my father in his room, a week after Hilda's funeral. Some families had already packed up and left the pack after becoming human. Others had stayed, unsure of where else to go.My father wheezed beside me, the hiss of his oxygen tank an ever-present sound now. He was thinner, frail, h
MayaI zipped Sofia's dress as best I could with my good hand. The collar was tricky. I fiddled clumsily with the small metal fastening. "There, perfect," I said, releasing the dress and stepping back.Sofia blinked hard at her reflection in the mirror. Her hair was pulled back in a neat bun. The dr
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
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
HildaI slumped against the black SUV, legs splayed out in front of me. Every inch of my body hurt. Blood—mine and others'—had dried into a sticky second skin. I tried to wipe my face with my hand, but it just smeared more blood across my cheek.Bodies littered the clearing around me. Some whole, so
Okay, is no one gonna talk about the fact that Hilda basically beat the crap out of Evelyn before "rescuing" her?? Like, I'm seeing all these comments about how sweet it is that Hilda is bringing Ava to her mom, but y'all are just glossing over the part where she attacked Evelyn first! I mean, I get







