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 povOnce Nathan’s injuries were addressed, and he had gotten some rest, he was already healing nicely. A lot of the bruising had lightened to pale yellows, greens, and purple. The broken bones will be completely healed in a day or two. Everyone was now in the huge dining room at the big round
Kane stood there for a few moments going over the words Cronos had sputtered once again about Katia’s death. Cronos continued staring at him like he was trying to will something into him. He was not trying to link him, so what was he trying to get him to see?“Damn it boy, use your god's mind and th
author povKane knows that something is not right with his cousin’s death. They are missing something and, whatever it is, it would prove that Katia is still alive somewhere. Nathan deserves a lot of things, but not the punishment that Hyperion wants to give him. Nathan is punishing himself and the
Finally, Katia said solemnly, “He promised if I came back, he would love me and treat me the way I should have been treated. I guess he figured the rest of them had it right and that was how I deserved to be treated.”Aza inhaled deeply and said, “You know that is not true. You deserve to be treated







