Mag-log inAvaThe 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
Catherine"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!"Damon had Hilda pinned to the ground ten feet from where she'd been kneeling. His hands gripped her shoulders, face contorted with rage.I blinked, stunned. How the hell had Damon found us? We were miles from the main pack buildings, at the farthest edge of t
I made my way to the border, following the path I'd taken with Ava when we'd fled. It felt like years ago instead of days. Everything had changed. Damon was dead. Susan was dead. Catherine was gone. The children were back.And I was free.At the tree line, I stopped and looked back one more time. Th
I exchanged a look with Frost. His face gave away nothing, as usual, but I caught the slight tightening around his eyes. He disapproved. He always disapproved.The silence stretched until Hilda looked up."I get it," she said, her voice flat. "Just tell me what I need to do."I opened my mouth, but
Catherine"Susan."Frost's voice cut through the evening air like ice. Just one word, but the way he said it made my blood freeze. I turned toward him, noting the strange expression on his face—surprise, confusion, something almost like loss.I frowned. "What do you mean Susan is dead? That can't...







