LOGINAmelia’s POVDamien and I rolled back and forth on our shared bed, making love for the fourth time that night alone. When the house was quiet, with everyone but us asleep, we couldn’t keep our hands off of each other.Some nights our lovemaking was rough and impassioned, other nights we were quick a
Amelia’s POVMaybe I should have left well enough alone, but with Sienna in prison, I couldn’t help but want to visit her. While I had believed myself to be Annette, Sienna had been my sister, and though she had betrayed that trust many times, I still felt connected to her in a way that I didn’t fee
Damien’s POVMy pack warriors readied themselves, but, despite Richard’s calls for his rogues to rally, many, seeing the chaos that had already befallen the battlefield, and their leader battered and broken, decided to turn and run.My side held our ground, watching warily as the rogues defied their
Damien’s POVI was on the ground, with Richard’s teeth sinking into my neck. Hot blood pushed from my wounds, curling down through my fur and dripping onto the dirt beneath me.This could so easily be the end.My body was tired. If I just closed my eyes, none of this would matter anymore.As the blo
Damien’s POVWhen we returned to the border to meet with Richard and his group, Benedict declared, “I accept your challenge on the condition that my successor will fight on my behalf.”“Your… successor?” Richard asked.All eyes fell onto me. “Yes. I’ve named Alpha Damien as my heir. I assum
Claire’s POVAlpha King Benedict looked more than just nervous. The idea of fighting Richard seemed to absolutely terrify him, and probably for good reason. Everyone knew that Benedict didn’t fight publically anymore, so his abilities had been kept secret for years.The man wasn’t getting any younge
Sienna’s POV The next morning, I had no idea what to think when a bouquet of flowers was brought into my cell. We weren’t allowed to have glass, so the bouquet was in a simple plastic cup, used as a vase. To my surprise, across the hallway from me, Claire received a similar bouquet in the same fa
The house was in view before long, and I could see Amelia just as she stepped out of the front door, her folders and notebooks in her hands. She must have been on her way to a planning session. In a flash, I was standing before her, blocking her from the driveway. In another flash, I returned to m
Amelia’s POV I returned to the hospital the next day, after Damien went to work and the girls to school. Before he left, Damien had suggested that I take it easy that day, given everything that had just happened at the banquet and with Ian, but I wasn’t going to just sit around. It had been some
“Well, of course,” the nurse said with some confusion. “Sometimes you went by that name, Luna.” As soon as she said that, her face went white as a sheet, so quickly that she looked like she might faint. I reached out to steady her. “Please don’t tell anyone I said that,” she begged. “I’m such an







