LOGINIt would have broken Bria’s heart to see how much all of us were suffering. To discover that our own parents had betrayed everyone by spying for her murderers, that her former mate had enslaved her big sister, and that our pack had nearly stoned me to death would have hurt her so badly that I found
Michaela The twilit world awaiting that night’s full moon felt strange and dreamlike. Maybe it was the surrealism that always came from a long-awaited event. The memorial ceremony for my sister had been planned for so long, and warped so many lives around it – especially mine. The ritualism of the
Andreas I let Michaela sleep in that morning, curled up on what had already become her side of the bed. Before I left, I indulged myself for a moment and tucked a fallen lock of hair behind her ear. She sighed in her sleep. “Rest, Mica,” I whispered. “I’ll see you tonight after the ceremony.” She
She 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
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
“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
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
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







