LOGINOur daughter toddles forward towards me on unsteady legs, arms stretched out. My heart sings and the smile that beams on my face brightens. Each step she takes is wobbly, definitely uncertain but determined.Raiden's breath leaves him in a surprised exhale. His hand flies to his chest, fingers diggi
Amelia's povSunlight curls lazily through wide windows, warming the floors and casting its rays on the low coffee table before me.I am on the floor seated with my back against the couch, legs folded beneath me and with a stack of books spread out in front of me, on the table and on the floor. Parc
Amelia's povHer blood is warm as I slash through her skin, over and over as she bleeds. Blood splatters on my face and crimson chokes out of her mouth as she watches me with shock in her eyes.I don't think she expected me to kill her. I don't think anyone did. Not even me.Alwina's eyes, the very
Alwina's povThe forest seem to have gone completely still the second her words let out of her mouth.My mother body lies between us, her blood soaking into the dirt. My vision blurs red with hot anger and I shift back, bones cracking, fur retreating until I am standing in my own two feet again and
Alwina's povAs I feel the crack of mom's spell push out of me, I looked up at the sky from the mere shocking force of it. The spell breaking meant only one thing. Something was wrong.Everything had gone wrong.Everything should've been mine. It should've been easy. She did not deserve it. I deserv
Raiden's povThat roar rips through the clearing like an arrow slicing through air. Raw. Furious and powerful.My blood turns to fire as I snap my eyes back down to the girl who's stiff and eyes clouded. Her once trembling act cracking right in front of me.Then she looks directly at me, her eyes no
Emily's pov A week turned into two then three and before I know it, it was an entire month. Lamar continued to teach me about our werewolf heritage, guiding me through exercises that helped me tap into my wolf instincts and harness my abilities. It was both challenging and refreshing, and I could
Emera's pov Bryson's eyes blazed with a mixture of anger and protectiveness, his stance unwavering as he faced down Sirus. The tension was thick, a noticeable force that seemed to hang in the air as if the very forest we were in held its breath, waiting for the outcome of this confrontation. Sirus
Emera's pov My heart raced as I was yanked out of the car, the night air cold against my skin. Sirus's grip on my arm felt like a hot iron steel, and I winced in pain as his fingers dug into my flesh. I stumbled, my feet struggling to find their balance on the uneven wet ground. "Sirus," Bryson
Emily's pov My heart swelled with emotions. He recognized the resemblance to my mother. It was a strange and overwhelming feeling to finally meet the man who was my biological father. My eyes were fixed on him, trying to find any other similarities between us. Despite the initial tension, there







