Se connecterIt was almost seven when I heard it.I had packed up for the day, coat already on, bag over my shoulder, keys in hand. Margaret had left a few minutes ago. Dr Harlow had left at six. The health center was quiet and I was the last one to leave. I was already trying to open my car when I heard it. Low and pained. Coming from the direction of the tree line at the edge of the field. The kind of sound that something made when it was trying very hard not to make any sound at all and failing.I told myself it was probably an animal. A fox maybe. Something that had gotten hurt in the forest.I went to check because apparently I don't like minding my own business .I grabbed my torch from my bag and walked to where the sound was coming from. The field stretched out in front of me, dark and quiet, the tree line about a few meters away. I swept the torch across the grass.There.At the very edge of the trees , half in, half out, like whatever it was, had been trying to reach the li
I lasted four days. Four days of the jacket just sitting on the chair by my desk where I had put it when I got home. Four days of telling myself I was going to find some logical practical solution that did not involve me doing anything about it personally. Four days of walking past it and catching that scent ,pine and something warmer underneath and immediately losing whatever train of thought I had been following.It was a jacket. It belonged to someone and it needed to go back to that person and that was it.I picked up my phone on Thursday morning.Lyra answered on the second ring, bright and warm like she had been waiting for a reason to pick up."Elara! How are you?""I'm good actually. How are you? How's Theo?""Oh you know Theo," she laughed. "He escaped his lesson again , Different window this time. We are making progress apparently." A pause filled with the kind of warmth that made it easy to keep talking. "What's going on? Is everything okay?""Everything is fine,
He had four missed calls from Cole the next morning.Cole had stopped calling after Kael texted him at midnight to say he was stuck at the health center and would update in the morning. Cole had replied with a single okay and that had been that. Four calls from this morning meant pack business that needed attention, not concern about his whereabouts.Kael pulled into the Blackstone grounds just after eight.Cole was at the top of the steps with a folder already in hand and the expression of a man who had a list and intended to get through it."Welcome back," Cole said."What happened?" Kael said.They went inside.It was not a long update. Two pack decisions that Cole had handled overnight, Kael confirmed after hearing the details. A report that had come in at eleven that needed Kael's eyes on it. A border patrol incident on the northern edge of the territory that had been resolved by morning but was worth knowing about. Cole closed his folder when he was done. "The
Margaret arrived at half past seven.She came in with her key the way she did every morning, coat on, bag on her shoulder, already running through her mental list. Reception desk. Kettle on. Break room. Stock check before the first patient came in. She figured Elara was long gone. The girl had a deadline today , she had mentioned it yesterday before everyone left. Margaret had not thought twice about it. She unlocked the front door, stepped in, hung up her coat. Turn the lights on. Power was back. Good. She went to the reception desk, straightened everything up the way she liked it, wiped the counter down, checked the appointment book.Then she went to the break room.She pushed the door open and reached for the light switch.Then Stopped.Elara was on the couch fast asleep, curled up small, an enormous dark jacket pulled around her like a blanket. Hair everywhere. Completely out.And in the chair right next to the couch , pulled close, not across the room, right
The rain did not stop.I could hear it from the lab , heavy and relentless, the wind picking up every now and then just to remind everyone it was still there. The road outside was completely gone. The car park lights were the only things visible and even those were blurry through the water on the glass.I had been back at my desk for about thirty minutes. My report was almost done , two more sections and I could send it and go home tomorrow and forget about it. The fact that Kael Dravos was in the break room down the hall was something I was not thinking about.I focused on my screen. Down the hall Kael was on his third call.Cole had been first. Short and practical ,he was not making it back tonight, road conditions were bad, he would update in the morning. Cole said fine in the voice of someone who was not surprised and had already sorted everything.Lyra was second."You're where?" she said."Glenfield Health Center."A pause. "The health center.""Yes.""Where Ela
Tuesday at Glenfield was always the busiest day.I don't know why Tuesdays specifically. Maybe people spent Monday pretending they were fine and by Tuesday gave up on that. Whatever the reason the waiting room had been packed since I arrived and stayed that way most of the afternoon. Dr Harlow had seen twelve patients by three. Margaret had barely put the phone down all day. Even the back office had people coming and going constantly. By five thirty things finally slowed down.By six the last patient was gone and everyone was packing up around me. Dr Harlow stopped by my lab door on his way out already in his coat."Good work today," he said. "Don't stay too late.""Just need to finish this one section. An hour tops."He nodded and left. Margaret came next. Bag on her shoulder, keys in hand, looking at me the way she always did when she had something to say and was going to say it regardless.“Getting off late today”, she said looking at me.“Yeah, final research
The flight was eleven hours long and I slept through none of it.I tried. I had the window seat and I thought maybe looking at the sky would help settle my brain down. It didn't. instead It made it worse. So I watched the clouds and turned Caden's watch around and around on my wrist an
The Voss house was never quiet in the mornings. That was just the nature of living with the Voss family . Someone was always moving, always eating, always training in the backyard or arguing about training in the backyard or loudly recounting something that had happened during trai
The party was already loud by the time I came downstairs.That was the thing about Silvermoon birthday events , they didn't do anything quietly. The main hall had been decorated sometime during the afternoon while I was upstairs trying to calm my nerves. Fairy lights strung acros
I had exactly three weaknesses.The first was my mother's chamomile tea on cold mornings. The second was the smell of pine after rain, that deep, earthy scent that made Silvermoon Pack territory feel like the only place in the world. And the third, the one I would never say out loud, no







