LOGINKain I woke up to Angie screaming. It was not the startled cry of a bad dream, but real terror. I was in her room before I registered moving, finding her tangled in sheets soaked with sweat."The bad men," she sobbed when I gathered her into my arms. "The bad men are coming. They're in the walls, Popsy. They're in the walls.""Shh," I murmured, rocking her. "You're safe. I've got you."But she wouldn't calm. She kept pointing at the corners of her room that clearly held monsters for her six-year-old eyes.I held her until her breathing evened out, until she finally fell back asleep against my chest. Then I sat there in her too-small bed, staring at the wall, wondering how the fuck I was supposed to protect her from nightmares I'd helped create.My daughter was traumatized. Too young to understand what was happening, but old enough to sense that something was terribly wrong. That the adults around her were scared and angry and breaking apart.And there was nothing I could do about it
Lira I didn't know whether to feel relief or not.At least I wasn't dying today.But as the guards led me from the temple's main sanctum to a cell somewhere in the building's depths, I wondered if this was actually worse.The cell was small. Stone walls on three sides, iron bars on the fourth. A narrow cot with a thin blanket. A bucket in the corner. One high window that let in a sliver of gray light but was too small and too high to offer any view.The lock clicked behind me with a sound of finality that made my chest tighten.I stood in the center of the cell, still wearing Kain's jacket over my torn dress, and tried to process what had just happened.Zuri had confessed. The council had erupted into chaos, the neat narrative of my guilt suddenly complicated by betrayal from within.I should have felt relieved. Instead, I felt numb.I was a prisoner. Alone.Completely alone.I sat on the cot and pulled my knees to my chest, wrapping the jacket tighter around myself. The mark on my c
Jax I'd never been torn about anything in my life.When I wanted something, I took it. When I hated something, I destroyed it. When I needed to make a decision, I made it and lived with the consequences without looking back.Simple. Clean. The way an Alpha should operate.But now I sat in my room with a bottle of whiskey that refused to get me drunk no matter how much I drank, and I couldn't decide if I wanted to save Lira or let her burn.The thought alone made me sick. But I couldn't escape it.She'd lied for months. Every kiss had been tainted by deception. Every time she'd looked at me with those wide, frightened eyes and let me think I was protecting her, she'd been hiding what she really was.A curse-bearer. The triple mark. A white wolf that shouldn't exist.Everything about her was wrong according to every law we had.And if the council confirmed she was truly cursed and actively dangerous, they would kill her. They'd drag her to the ceremonial grounds and light the fire.I t
LiraMorning came too bright and too early.I had dozed fitfully, jerking awake every time I heard footsteps overhead, or voices, or doors closing.The breakfast tray appeared the same way dinner had, delivered by someone who wouldn't look at me, set on the floor like an offering to a dangerous animal, the person gone before I could speak.I didn't even try to eat this time. I sat on the bed and stared at nothing, my mind numb and too full of grief to process anything else.The door opened around mid-morning.I looked up, hope flaring despite myself. Maybe one of them had come to… what? Forgive me? Tell me they understood?How pathetic.Priestess Athena stood in the doorway.The hope died.She looked different than the last time I'd seen her. Harder. Her hair was pulled back severely, her face lined with anger. For a long moment, she stood there watching me."You're a fool," she said finally.I flinched but said nothing."A fool to keep this secret," Athena continued, stepping into th
LiraKain wrapped me in a carpet like I was contraband being smuggled past checkpoints, which, I supposed, I was.“Stay still,” Kain murmured as he rolled me into the heavy fabric. The fibers scratched against my skin where Kain’s jacket didn’t cover. I tried to breathe slowly, trying not to panic as the world disappeared into darkness and the weight of the carpet pressed down on me.The jarring thump as they loaded me into what had to be a van made my heart pound faster. The carpet hit the metal floor hard enough that I had to bite my tongue to keep from crying out.“Careful,” Kain said, his voice sharp with warning.“Sorry, Alpha,” someone I didn’t recognize replied.Then there was darkness, the smell of dust, and my heart beating so fast I thought it might give me away. The van started moving. I tried to stay still like Kain had ordered, but every bump in the road jostled me. At one point we hit a pothole hard enough that my head bounced against the metal floor, and stars burst acr
LiraNight fell.I knew because the small window high in the wall went from gray to black. No one brought food. No one brought water. I sat in the corner with my blanket and waited for the hours to pass.Footsteps in the hallway made me tense.The lock turned.I looked up, expecting Desmond back for round two. Expecting guards. Expecting anyone except Kain.He stood in the doorway, backlit by the hallway light. He looked at me like he was trying to reconcile what he was seeing with what he'd expected to find.I couldn't meet his eyes. Couldn't bear to see the hatred there. He stepped inside and closed the door behind him.The silence was suffocating.I pressed my back against the wall, pulling the blanket tighter around myself like it could provide protection against what was coming.Finally, Kain spoke."Explain." His voice was flat.I looked up at him, and the pain in his eyes nearly broke me.Where could I even start?"I—" My voice cracked. "I don't know what you want me to say.""







