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
TyronI always hated nights like this. Too quiet. Too still. The kind of stillness that left too much room for memory to creep in.The Crescent Moon Pack house wasn’t unfamiliar anymore—too many days had passed since they unchained me, too many silent stares across their training grounds, too many s
Three days.It has been three days since I saw her face.Three long, fucking days since I heard from her.The only thing I’ve been hearing through the mind link is my father’s voice, prying and pressing, asking if I was okay, asking how my plan was going. I give him vague answers, half-truths that k
The blazing sound of my alarm wakes me up before the sun has even touched my face.I groan, rolling over to check the time. 7:28 a.m. Way too early for my liking. But today I promised Casey I’d help her with her final assignments.Casey—my brother’s mate—never had the opportunity to get an education
I ignored them. My eyes found the window again. Empty now.A strange pang shot through me — disappointment, almost. Then I shook it off, grabbed my water flask, and slipped away from the crowd before the debrief could start. My lungs needed air, space. My thoughts needed untangling.I wandered to th







