LOGINTyrone That was all it took to go from the life I used to have… to the one I had fought like hell to earn back.And I would fight for it again if I had to.Every single time.“Dad! Dad! Mommy! Mommy!”Ayila’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts as she jumped up and down next to me, her little hands
Tyrone I stood at the edge of the auditorium, my hands shoved deep into the pockets of my jacket, trying to keep them from shaking. My heart was beating harder than it ever had in any fight, any battle, any patrol I had ever done. And that was saying something, because I’d faced death more times th
“I don’t know how you do it,” I said softly, watching them. “She’s… she’s so full of life. So… fearless.”Tyron glanced at me, smiling gently. “She is. And she’s lucky. Because she has two people who… who would fight the world for her.”My chest tightened. I wanted to believe that, to feel safe with
WinterThe morning light spilled through the tall windows of my aunt and uncle’s mansion, painting the polished floors with gold streaks. I sat at the small breakfast nook with a steaming mug of coffee in my hands, listening to the soft sounds of Ayila’s tiny laughter echoing from the living room.T
Tyrone I know,” I whispered, the weight of my confession pressing down. “I know I failed you. I know I can’t take back what I did. I can’t… I can’t undo the deaths, the betrayal, the pain I caused. But I swear to you..every day since then, I’ve been trying. Trying to rebuild… trying to be worthy of
Tyrone The mansion was quiet except for the hum of the city outside. I stood in the doorway of the living room, hands fisted at my sides, heart hammering so hard I thought it would shatter my ribs. She was sitting on the edge of the sofa, her legs crossed, arms folded, eyes distant...watching the s
Tyron's POV The moment Winter asks where I’ve been, my heartbeat stutters.Not because I don’t have an answer.Because I have too many.And every single one of them would ruin her.She’s standing a few steps away, arms loose at her sides, posture deceptively calm. But the bond tells me what her fac
Tyron's POV My mother’s eyes snapped to me.Isla went very still.Winter stared like I’d struck her.“What do you mean it’s not the same?” she asked quietly.I dragged a hand through my hair, breath coming too fast. “Because....because I...”I stopped.Too late.The words were already clawing their
I find her where I knew she’d go.The old balcony on the east side of the pack house, half-hidden by ivy and shadow, overlooking the forest line. It’s quiet here. The kind of quiet that presses in on you if you let it. Winter is leaning against the stone railing, arms folded tight around herself lik
Yet, the pull was too strong. I found her hand, letting my fingers brush hers. Her touch sent sparks through me, igniting a fire I didn’t want but couldn’t resist. She leaned in slightly, and before I could stop it, I captured her mouth with mine. The kiss was slow, deliberate, full of everything I







