LOGINAnd he found hers. The girl who sat in the dark, praying she wasn’t broken. The woman who walked into the woods and never walked back out the same. Kalmin thrust again, deeper this time, as if drawn forward by something he didn’t understand. Nuri clung to him, her body trembling, her mind overwhelmed but open—so open. Thoughts weren’t separate anymore. Neither were memories. They shared everything. Nuri saw Kalmin’s childhood, his first shift, the moment he’d realized his omega blood didn’t make him weaker—just lonelier. She saw the moment he’d taken the fall for Ellery, not to protect a friend, but to keep his pack from tearing itself apart. Kalmin felt her first dream of the wolf. The way her body had rebelled against her own biology, the fear that she’d never be enough. He felt Tempest’s first howl, alone and unheard, echoing through their body in a cage of flesh that had never quite belonged to her. The rage when she’d realized she wasn’t only different—she was alone. And Rian
Not just beneath the surface—but through her. And Nuri didn’t resist. She opened.Kalmin froze above her, his chest heaving, his eyes wide. And Nuri saw it in him—saw Rian rise behind his eyes, not to dominate, not to fight—but to merge.Nuri gasped as his hips rocked against hers, their bodies alre
The night held its breath.Outside their window, the forest was alive in its quiet way—leaves rustled high in the trees, branches creaked as animals slipped past unseen, and the moon cast a silver wash over the world. It should have felt peaceful.But peace wasn’t what lingered in the air.Something
Ellery sneered. “You’re just a human girl playing wolf.”“No,” Nuri said, eyes like twin storms. “I’m the one holding the leash now.”A murmur rose from the crowd—this time louder. Angrier.“That’s the part you never expected to matter, isn’t it?” she continued. “You thought your bloodline—your plac
The morning air had teeth. It sank into skin like a warning, cold and sharp, coiling tight in every breath. Nuri stood at the top of the packhouse steps, the wind tugging at her hair, unmoved by it. Below, wolves gathered—clustered, quiet, but restless. No one spoke. No one asked why they’d been sum
Kalmin didn’t speak. Didn’t move. Didn’t dare breathe.Then her hand fisted in the front of his shirt and yanked him down—and she kissed him.It wasn’t gentle. It wasn’t sweet.It was violent.Her mouth crashed into his like a weapon, like she meant to bruise him with her lips and tear him open with
“I’m not going to ask you again,” he warned, his voice sharpening as his eyes narrowed to slits.“Why does he need to talk to him first?” Nuri snapped, echoing Tempest’s fury. “Is he trying to say I don’t have the right?”“What did you think would happen?” Kalmin shot back. “That we’d barge into a m
“I… think so,” she said, staring at the car, then at him. “Wait, this wasn’t here when we got here. Whose car is this?”“Yours. I bought it this morning and had the dealership drop it off.”Nuri blinked at him, stunned. The words didn’t register at first. Hers?He opened the driver’s side door with
Her breath caught. “What good would that do? Other than making me relive it all?”“Enlightenment,” Kalmin said, voice low and steady. He moved around the desk with that same quiet, lethal grace—a predator at rest, but never unarmed. When he sat, his gaze slid over her with deliberate slowness, unapo
“I’d hold off on answering that if I were you,” Kalmin said. “I still need to ask the question, but there’s something I want to say first. You deserve all the facts before you even consider your answer.” He took a steady breath, gaze locked on hers. Nuri gave a small nod. “Until recently, I had no







