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
After my father informed me that Grandmother wanted to see me in Demon’s room, I turned to Nathan, my mate. His light grey eyes softened as they met mine, and I leaned in, pressing a lingering kiss to his lips. His warmth, his scent grounded me for a moment before duty pulled me away.“I won’t be lo
The stories began as whispers—rumors drifting between packs like secrets on the wind. At first, they were easy to dismiss, just tales meant to stir fear or wonder. But over the past two weeks, the whispers grew into something darker. Entire packs had vanished without a trace, leaving empty dens and
She chuckled, "Who could sleep with all the screaming up there and all the talking down here?" Yawning, she finished, "I hope the demon's suffering stops soon. Hades is a good boy. He is just misunderstood by the king of the underworld stuff and all. He will do the right thing."The warrior's report
author povThey have been resting and sleeping for almost four weeks. The warriors and protectors have kept themselves busy keeping the pack safe and building up the pack lands. A lot has been accomplished since the wolves and other supernaturals are out of danger and regaining their strength. The n







