LOGINNina The warm summer breeze brushed across my skin as I stood on the patio, clutching my robe tightly around my body. Laughter and splashes echoed up from the pool below, where our friends were already gathered for our big end-of-summer party. I should have been down there too, soaking up the ve
“What... what do you mean?” He braced his hands on the doorframe, leaning in closer with a heavy sigh. “I mean, by the time I caught up to them this morning, I only saw them long enough to get that photo before they were boarding a speedboat and taking off. Hell, I’m still not even totally sure wh
Nina My breath caught in my throat as I pulled open the front door expecting to see excited party guests, only to be immediately met with the sight of Luke’s grim expression. His brow was furrowed in a deep frown, his lips pressed into a tight line—clear signs that something was very wrong. “Luk
Nina I huffed out a breath as I hoisted the oversized cardboard box higher in my arms, carefully navigating my way through the living room. Strings of fairy lights poked out haphazardly from the top, and I could feel the weight of glass jars and other assorted decor inside shifting precariously wi
Then, at the last possible second, the scout seemed to find an extra burst of speed. He surged forward, hurtling between two towering oak trees and vanishing into the cover of the forest beyond. “Dammit!” I slammed my palms against the rough bark of the nearest trunk, powerless to do anything but
Enzo The crunch of leaves and snap of twigs echoed through the trees as Matt and I tore after the Schreiber scout. Our breaths came in ragged gasps, the hot summer air burning our lungs. Overhead, a little red bird chirped and flitted through the green canopy of trees; Daphne. But even she wasn’
Enzo I returned to campus with Nina with a weight lifted out of my heart in knowing that she was still by my side, but there was still so much we had to deal with. I still couldn’t shake the feeling that my fated mate was truly the owner of the scarf my father gave me, but at the same time, Nina’s
Enzo The leather punching bag felt like steel under my sore knuckles, but I kept punching. No matter how out of breath and tired I got, I couldn’t stop. Not when something so important was on the horizon. Mila. It had been almost two weeks since our escapade in the dread queen’s obsidian palac
Nina I walked down the street, taking in the fresh afternoon air. It was going to get even hotter today, and my pool at home was already calling to me. I slipped my phone out of my pocket and texted Enzo: “Where are you at?” “Sports shop,” he replied a few moments later. “Needed some things.”
My friends—my pack—meant the world to me. But here, in the werewolf realm, our pack wasn’t taken as seriously as we thought it would be, as I had just learned. Humans in this world weren’t treated the same, and I couldn’t ignore the stark differences. And truthfully, I didn’t know how to reconcile







