LOGINKade got to work without question.As I worked, carefully packing the white paste into the puncture wounds all around Nellie’s leg, Tyler looked at me. A moment later, his voice slipped into my mind.“Why don’t you just use your power to heal her?”My jaw tightened. “I can’t.”“What? Why?”I glanced
Elena’s POV“Oh, Elena! Elena, please, you have to help me!” Tears streamed down Nellie’s face, and she clutched her leg, which was still gushing blood. “Please! I’ll explain later!”I looked at my companions, whose looks of confusion mirrored my own. I hadn’t seen Nellie in ages, and especially not
Next, it was my turn. The shift took a moment longer than it should have, even though tonight was the full moon. I frowned, digging deeper for my wolf’s power. Finally, the shift happened, but it was slow and uncomfortable.“Ava?” I asked.“Must be the new body.”“You’re sure that’s all?”“Yeah…”Ka
Elena’s POVI woke the next morning to a throb in my head that was definitely well-deserved. The fire had burnt down to embers overnight, leaving behind little more than a thin tendril of smoke that curled up into the morning air. Everything smelled like ash and moonshine, and I groaned, rolling ont
By now, Natasha should have sent that backup that was promised. She had said that there was another person who would take over Ivy’s training, helping her hone her abilities—whatever those were—until the time was right. Serena’s position should have been relieved.That person was supposed to come da
Serena’s POVThree. Fucking. Months.It had been three months and a day since Natasha had sent Serena into the deep wilderness with this little brat, promising to send someone to relieve her soon, and nothing had happened yet.Elena was dead. Kade was in mourning—wouldn’t that be the perfect time to
“What was that?” Serena hissed, quieter now. “A trick!”“Not a trick.” I didn’t look at Serena as I continued to pour my soothing energy into Debbie’s clammy skin. “I told you I was a healer, but you didn’t believe me.”I could hear Serena scoff behind me, but I continued to ignore her.Once Debbie
Elena’s POVThe following Saturday morning was overcast and drizzling. A chill wind swept through the valley, knocking what remained of the autumn leaves off the trees, and making me shiver even through my thick wool sweater.It was my kind of weather. Cold, rainy, and dark—the perfect kind of weath
Elena’s POVThe following morning, I woke with the hope that my father had forgotten about his suggestion. It seemed Natasha had the same idea, because when I came downstairs, she was still wearing her dressing gown.My father, however, hadn’t forgotten. By the time breakfast was finished, he was al
Elena’s POVI really didn’t want to return to the house the next day. Not now that I knew that my dead daughter’s replacement might be there, mistaking me for my twin sister.But for Debbie’s sake, I went anyway.Someone had put her straitjacket back on in the night, it seemed. And although she wasn







