LOGINDemon pretends he doesn’t notice the moment shift. This is a lie. He notices everything. He just chooses when to acknowledge it based on how entertaining the fallout might be. Right now, he’s leaning against a tree like a decorative menace, arms crossed, expression bored in the theatrical way that
The mate bond hits like a migraine wrapped in arrogance. I’m halfway through chewing a piece of dried fruit, of questionable origin, courtesy of Demon, when the pressure blooms behind my eyes, sharp and familiar and utterly unwelcome. You will listen to me. I choke, coughing as Raph immediately s
The forest goes quiet in a way that has nothing to do with peace. It’s the kind of quiet that presses against your ears, that makes even breathing feel loud. The birds don’t scatter, they vanish. The wind doesn’t stop; it waits. The land itself draws a line and holds it. That’s when I know he’s he
My fingers curl at my sides. “Who told you?” “No one,” he replies. “I followed the noise.” Nathan blinks. “The noise.” “Yes. Relics don’t like being bored. Especially not ones with opinions.” I pinch the bridge of my nose. “That bident is not meant to be used. Especially by the one seeking it no
Nathan argues like a man who believes logic is a shield. I love him for it. I also know better. We’re halfway down the hall when he finally stops pretending this conversation is casual and turns fully toward me, boots planting with that familiar Alpha finality, like the ground itself has agreed to
Not just because she lacks patience but because waiting implies restraint. And restraint, when you already know the truth, feels suspiciously like lying. She stands at the edge of the terrace, moonlight pooling at her feet, hands clasped behind her back like she’s holding herself still by force. Th
author povThe Snow Moon pack is having their last barbeque of the summer next to the lake and waterfall on their land. The waterfall is one of the attractions of the Snow Moon pack land. It is as tall as Mt. Everest with several shelves up and down the sides. Some of the shelves are just low enough
Nathan povIt had been a week since we took our mate to the pack hospital. She just lies there. No movement or response of any kind. The machines breathe for her and pump her blood. The doctor says she needs to rest. He is keeping her sedated, so her body has the best chance to heal. My gamma, Kane,
Kelp povAlpha Lorn stood staring for a moment, wondering what he was looking at. Was it a person, or a ghost? Finally, his brain kicked in. It registered that it was a young girl and the other pack members there with her were surrounding her protectively. Who was she? Why were they so protective of
author povThey arrived at the pack hospital within half an hour. Dalia jumped from her seat when Nathan walked in. “She has not awoken yet, Alpha. We did get her cleaned up and into some comfortable clothing.” She teared up when she spoke the last part.Nathan immediately stepped next to the bed an







