MasukAvaThe 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
CatherineMonths Ago"I think she's had enough. You can fix her now."The chalk snapped in my hand. I'd been writing equations for hours, lost in the flow, when Frost's voice cut through my concentration. My hand jerked, adding an unwanted line across the board.I took a deep breath, looking down at
So that was his name. Frost. Fitting.The cold receded slightly, but I could still feel it. Frost was looking at Cole, or more specifically, at the gun Cole was still holding. The threat in his pale eyes was clear.Cole slowly put the gun away.Catherine moved to Susan's bed, examining her with the
CatherineThe clearing opened up ahead of us, and there it was. A cave. Just a hole in the rock face, dark and uninviting.I tilted my head and sucked my tongue. "The bitch actually stays in a cave.""You knew that," Frost said without looking at me.I turned to him. "No, I didn't. I just said it be
CatherineSeven generations. That's what my mother told me before the disease ate her mind.Seven generations of Winters women dying from the inside. Bodies turning against themselves in ways that made doctors write "idiopathic" on death certificates. Unknown cause. No treatment protocol."Your grea







