LOGINGasping, I managed to say, “I can’t b-believe – I can never thank you enough. My friend, my son, my life…” “Well,” Henry said, with a smile in his voice, “you and your son will be great assets to our pack. But more than that, it’s the right thing to do. Now, send me your coordinates. I can’t wait t
Michaela I dialled the number with shaking hands. The burner phone I’d stolen when I finally came to the fringes of Henry’s pack territory was tiny, and my cold fingers kept missing buttons. My head swam with hunger; in my rush to get here as fast as I could, I hadn’t bothered to hunt any food big
“Mica,” I whispered into the side of her neck, right where I’d once left a temporary mark. She drew back, beaming at me. Echoed in her grin was the smile of her little boy, the child I barely even dared to wish for. “Come on,” Michaela told me happily. “We’ll climb up together.” From far above, t
Andreas Alone in my bed with burned arms and a shattered heart, I dreamed of Michaela. She sat in the highest branch of our old climbing tree. Surrounded by apple blossoms, their petals pale against her golden skin, she seemed to float on a wave of flowers. Her black hair was tied back, the way sh
Now all that was left was to take Andreas for her own. Later, after the apothecary had gone to sleep and left the Alpha alone to recover, Kristin snuck into the healing rooms. She was still giddy with the day’s triumphs, especially after watching from a distance as a group of warriors frog-marched
Kristin The stink of smoke from the burning garden shed had shocked Kristin. But when she’d realised Michaela was inside, the glee in her heart leaped higher than the flames. This was even better than she’d hoped for. From a window up in the stronghold, she watched the chaotic scene unfold. The ap







