(Sylvia's POV)The winter sun felt warm against my skin as I lay in the garden lounge chair, finally experiencing a moment of peace. For the first time in months, I wasn't looking over my shoulder or bracing for another of Astrid's schemes.My hand rested protectively over my stomach, where my unbor
(Sylvia's POV)Before I could even process what had happened, Raven's strong hand grabbed my wrist and yanked me away from Astrid."What are you doing?" he demanded, his voice harsh with anger.Astrid's face was red with the imprint of my palm, her eyes blazing with fury. She lunged forward, clearly
(Sylvia's POV)Raven's arms wrapped around me, his touch gentler than it had been in months. His warmth enveloped me as he pulled me close, his voice soft with concern."Don't be angry," he murmured against my hair. "It's not good for the wolf pup."I felt my body tense at his words, but he continue
(Sylvia's POV)Raven's strong arms wrapped around Astrid, pulling her back from her frenzied attack. But instead of concern for my safety, his face was filled with disapproval as he looked at me."Why do you have to speak so harshly?" he demanded, his voice heavy with frustration. "Why do you always
(Sylvia's POV)My heart had been heavy with worry about Jamie ever since leaving the hospital. The image of his small, broken body haunted me, and I needed to see how he was recovering.I arrived at the orphanage carrying a large bag filled with dried fruits - the kind I knew the children treasured.
(Sylvia's POV)The familiar scent of home should have been comforting, but as we walked through the front door, all I felt was exhaustion and determination. The events at the detention center had crystallized something in my mind - I was done being the victim in this twisted game."Astrid needs to m