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
I tried to move my arms. I wanted to push her off, make her stop. My arms didn't respond.She'd paralyzed me.Panic flooded through me."1967. Jennifer. White hair. That one fought back and broke your father's nose. He liked that."My whole body was shaking. The pain mixing with sensation in ways th
Everything was silent except for that. My heartbeat. And my breathing, coming quick and panicked, too fast, making me dizzy.The woman turned.Slowly, like she had all the time in the world.Looked directly at me.Her eyes found mine across the empty space and I saw everything in them. Grief so deep
RobinThe map was a sprawling, ink-stained lie. It promised order, logic, and a clear path through a city that was essentially a meat grinder designed to consume anyone who didn't share the "right" blood. I leaned back in my wheelchair, the motor giving a high-pitched, pathetic whine as I shifted my
LeviThe apple felt heavy in my pocket, a solid, rounded weight that did nothing to ground me. I walked away from the room, my footsteps echoing in the corridor. My head was a mess of conflicting signals.The bond. It was a physical cord, a golden thread that seemed to hum beneath my skin, connectin







