Penny starts to wriggle in her lap, finally managing to escape with a triumphant squeal. Jade and I both laugh, watching her make a mad dash toward the abandoned pile of crayons. But my mind is only half on Penny’s antics. The rest is stuck on Alec and the nagging feeling that maybe, just maybe, I’ve misjudged him.“So,” I start, trying to sound casual, “how long did he keep tabs on you when you left Starfire Hollow?”Jade shrugs. “Until they came begging for me to come back. He caught a lot of hell for it, too. Damien was pissed. You know how close those two are. I think my husband felt betrayed that Alec didn’t tell him, but my brother did what he had to do to look out for me. You know how persistent Alec can be. He wasn’t going to just let me deal all alone.”“Persistent” is an understatement. But there’s a softness to his persistence now that’s hard to ignore. Every time he looks at me, every time he goes out of his way to help me, there’s a sincerity that’s starting to wear down
IsadoraWhen it comes to how I enjoy spending my mornings, deciphering visions and hidden threats with a seer wouldn’t usually make the top of my list. But here I am, flipping through notes and maps alongside Jade while her toddler, Penny, finds her own chaos nearby, happily spilling colored pencils across the floor.Jade glances over at me with a knowing smile as Penny attempts to grab every shade of purple in one hand. “Thanks for helping with this. Alec said you have a knack for research and… well, everything, really. I think he just wanted to keep you busy.”I snort. “I’m sure that’s exactly what he meant. Gotta keep his luna from causing trouble, right?”“Something like that,” Jade laughs, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear as she sorts through her vision notes. “But seriously, he trusts you, Isadora. He wouldn’t have mentioned your skills if he didn’t think you could make a difference.”Trust. Not a word I would’ve associated with Alec a few weeks ago, but here we are.The
Gray rolls his eyes, muttering, “Not this again,” but I catch a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. For a moment, it’s like we’re back to normal—a reminder of the camaraderie we’ve built over years of battles, scouting missions,and late-night strategy sessions. But then reality settles back over us, heavy and unyielding.Damien sobers, his gaze shifting to the map. “Let’s just hope we find this portal before it finds us.”The drive home is a quiet one. The meeting is still turning over in my head like an unresolved puzzle. Damien, Gray, and I combed through every possibility, every rumor, but nothing concrete surfaced about that demon portal.Jade’s vision hangs in the back of my mind like a dark cloud, casting a long shadow over the day. The possibility of an attack on our pack—it’s not a matter I can afford to ignore. The threat is real, even if it’s just lurking at the edges of our understanding for now.By the time I pull up to the house, twilight’s already sinking int
AlecThe council room reeks of stale coffee and frustration.Damien leans back, one leg crossed over the other as he studies a rough map of Glory Town, the region that encompasses East Hills, Starfire Hollow, and Red Arrow packs, laid out on the table between us. He looks far too relaxed for someone who’s meant to be helping me locate a demon portal.Gray, on the other hand, stands stiff as a rod with his arms crossed like he’s barely tolerating the whole thing. I swear the man hasn’t cracked a smile since I first met him.“Let me get this straight,” I say, pinching the bridge of my nose, “we’ve combed every damn inch of our respective territories, sent scouts day and night, and we still have nothing?”Gray, Red Arrow’s alpha, sighs, shifting his weight, arms still crossed like he’s trying to hold himself together through sheer posture. “Pretty much sums it up, Alec. If there’s a portal somewhere, it’s hidden damn well. Or maybe the demons are simply biding their time and haven’t even
He takes a deep breath and says, “I’m not asking for forgiveness, and I’m definitely not expecting it. I just want you to know I’m here, and that I’ll keep showing up. And maybe, eventually, you’ll believe that.”It’s a good answer, but I still don’t know how to let my guard down around him. I can’t shake the memories, the taunting, the years of feeling like I was the invisible girl in a room he ruled. But maybe… maybe he’s right. Maybe he’s changed, and maybe I need to give myself the chance to see that.I clear my throat, taking another sip of coffee to hide my hesitation. “Alright, then,” I say, trying to keep my tone light, though the tension in the air makes it difficult. “Consider this your chance. But don’t get too comfortable. I still reserve the right to hold things against you.”He laughs, a low, genuine sound that somehow eases the tension. “Wouldn’t expect anything less.”For the first time, it feels like the walls between us are a little thinner, like there’s a sliver of
IsadoraI wake up with a headache that feels like a small construction crew is hammering inside my skull. The first blurry thought that crosses my mind is that I should avoid vodka for the rest of my life. Then, like a slow-motion horror reel, memories from last night trickle in—the drinks, the accusations, the way Alec just… listened.And… oh no, his apology.I sink further under the covers, as if they’ll somehow shield me from the mortification boiling up in my chest. I don’t remember every detail, but I remember enough to know I basically spilled out years of resentment and anger right in front of him. And if that wasn’t bad enough, he apologized. Genuinely apologized. Just thinking about it has me wrestling between wanting to hide and wanting to face him.After a few more minutes, I decide on avoidance. I pull myself together, gulp down water with a side of painkillers, and grab my things, making it to the bookstore an hour early, hoping to lose myself in a mountain of books befor