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
I am so grateful for the care Agnes and I have received. The burning fire of silver and wolfsbane that once raged in my veins has finally dulled to a quiet ache. I feel stronger now, steadier on my feet, though the shadows of what we endured still cling to the edges of my mind. Poor Agnes, though...
Walking the last few miles toward what was now my new home with my mate, family, and pack, I watched Katia. Something had changed in her, Selene, her sister, and my mate. Whatever it was, it weighed heavily on our Alpha Luna. Her mate Nathan kept glancing back at her, his brow furrowed. I could feel
*Trigger Warning-Death of mother and pups. Please read at your discretion. This chapter is written to further the book, and I mean no disrespect to anyone who has lost a child*"No," I whispered, my voice barely louder than a breath, but the anguish behind it clawed at my throat. Then, as the horror
The Alphas and their Lunas linked me first thing this morning, requesting my presence in their office for my morning report. As a vampire, sleep is a luxury I seldom require, allowing me to oversee the pack’s patrols and ensure its protection during the vulnerable hours of the night. When dawn break







