LOGINHis voice was soft when he asked, “Are you mad at Daddy?”My breath caught.I didn’t answer right away. I just held him tighter, brushing my lips against the top of his head, breathing in the familiar scent of shampoo and dreams.“No, baby,” I said finally, my voice barely above a whisper. “Just sad
ELENAHe said it. Just like that."Because I was a coward."And for a moment, I didn’t breathe. Didn’t blink. I just stared at him, this towering Alpha, folded in on himself like the weight of everything he’d done was finally more than he could bear.It wasn’t what I expected. It wasn’t defensive. I
DEREKI was more nervous than I had ever been in my entire life.And that included some truly horrible moments. Moments when life and death had been in the balance.Worse than when Aiden had been in the hospital, his little body limp and pale against white sheets, machines screaming at me that I mig
ELENA"I’m strong enough to travel," I said.The words came out firmer than I expected. My voice still felt like it didn’t quite belong to me—too quiet, too dry—but I forced strength into it anyway.My mother narrowed her eyes at me across the hospital room, arms folded, posture stiff with tension.
ELENAThe first thing I felt was cold.Not the kind of cold that settled into your bones. Not the chill of snow or wind. It was sterile, dry, antiseptic. The kind of cold that came from machines humming, filtered air, fluorescent lights. A hospital.I blinked slowly, and the world came into focus in
DEREKToday was going well.Which, lately, felt like a miracle.The meeting room was warm with early sunlight, and the Stormfang delegation finally looked less like they wanted to skin me and more like they might—possibly—listen. The Icelandic pack had been guarded since our arrival, especially with
“He’ll skin me alive!”He started thrashing again. Harder this time.And then—His jaw clamped down with a sharp, audible crack.I surged forward. “What—"Foam bubbled at his lips. He convulsed, silver-tinged saliva spilling down his chin. His eyes went wide. Terror. Regret.And then—nothing.Brock
“I wasn’t expecting you,” I said flatly, stepping back toward the main room.“I know.” He followed, hands still in his pockets. “But I needed to talk to you. And it couldn’t wait.”I didn’t invite him to sit. He didn’t ask.“What is it?” I asked, standing across from him, the thick air between us pu
ELENAThe scent of smoke still lingered in the hallways, clinging to the stone like a memory that wouldn’t wash clean. No matter how many air purifiers buzzed or how many cleaning crews had been rotated in and out overnight, the Summit venue still felt scorched. Haunted.My boots echoed softly again
I stood there, panting, chest heaving.“Elena!”I turned.A copper-furred wolf with slitted eyes was snarling in my direction. For one insane moment, I thought it was Nox.Then I saw him.A monstrous black wolf tore through the wreckage like a storm given flesh, his coat so dark it drank in the ligh







