LOGINShe took a deep, shaky breath, sitting up to face me. “Andreas, whatever you think of me, do you… Do you really still believe that I would have had any part in her death?” I sank back onto the bed, feeling something deep and dark turning over inside of me. I tried very, very hard not to remember M
Andreas I’d expected to spend the last few days before the memorial ceremony miserable, lonely, and exhausted by the preparations. Instead, I was only exhausted – but for very different reasons than I’d imagined. Michaela had come back to me. She still wanted me, even if things weren’t resolved be
Michaela There were only a few days left till the full moon. Till my lost sister’s long-awaited memorial ceremony. Isolated in the herb garden, I only managed to overhear small scraps of news about the preparations. The metal ores I’d suffered so much to mine had been melted into a beautiful statu
Courageous, fierce, and proud, Michaela would be a Luna worth dying for – a Luna with the strength to transform their broken pack into a thriving one – if only she wasn’t a traitor. If she’d really been the woman Ylva thought she knew, then it would be obvious why the Moon Goddess had chosen her to
Ylva The Beta Ylva had already been tired when she retired to her quarters for the night. When she was hastily awoken by a guard saying the Alpha had summoned her to deal with her sister, she felt exhausted. The last thread of her patience with Kristin snapped. Ylva had been so ready to believe th
Andreas “Now that I’ve outlined my proposal to you, councillors, I’d like your feedback.” I looked around at the inner circle I’d gathered from the pack council – including Ylva, who’d recently returned from overseeing her sister’s completed punishment duties. “Please speak freely. I know this is a
YlvaYlva, loyal Beta to Andreas Turner, stood stone-faced as her Alpha barked negotiations over the phone.The human official’s voice – familiar from the rare occasions they liaised with the few high-level humans that knew about the werewolf world – screeched through the phone speakers.“–a kidnapp
Mr Ward’s been injured by an unknown attacker. Currently receiving medical attentionThought you should know even if you can’t be bothered to talk to him anymoreYou can’t imagine the pressure he’s been under trying to help youHe has an immense caseload and countless clients relying on him. But eve
“Gabriel! God, sorry about that, Gavin – I can explain–”But when I looked at him, I saw that Gavin was just smiling fondly at us. Somehow, that made my heart flutter.My nerves kept building as we put away the groceries and poured each other glasses of wine. We sat down together on the sofa, and I
My mind raced and my blood pounded beneath my restraints.I was always better at doing than at talking. There were no perfect words I could conjure to save myself.My only chance was to shift the situation to my advantage.The guards smirked as they approached. Tensing, I tried to prepare myself. I







