ANMELDENRhiannon’s POV~ I jolted awake with a gasp that turned into a coughing fit. My lungs seized, sending sharp pain radiating through my chest with each hack. The dream, nightmare, or whatever the hell that had been with Aunt Elena holding a gun, dissolved like smoke. None of it had been real. The p
Something dangerous flashed in his eyes. "Then I'll keep you here. In this hospital. Under guard. Until whoever tried to kill you is caught and dealt with." He tilted his head. "Is that really what you want? To be trapped in a hospital bed while I hunt down the person who set that fire?" No. God, n
Rhiannon’s POV~ The door burst open. A nurse rushed in, a clipboard in hand, her eyes wide with that particular brand of medical urgency that meant something was wrong. "Mr. Blackwood, I'm sorry to interrupt, but we need to run another chest X-ray. Her oxygen levels are dropping and—" "Get out."
Rhiannon’s POV~ There was a chorus of protests, medical jargon I was too exhausted to follow, but Kieran just stared them down until, one by one, they filed out. The door clicked shut behind the last one, leaving us alone. The silence was almost worse than the chaos had been. Kieran turned back t
"Stay with me." His voice cut through the encroaching darkness, desperately. "Rhiannon, stay with me. Don't you dare—" But I was already gone. ——————- The first thing I became aware of was the beeping. It was annoying as hell. The second thing was the shouting. "—don't give a fuck what hospita
Rhiannon’s POV~ I needed to stand up. I was still on the ground where Kieran had left me, and people were starting to gather. Their voices washed over me. Some were concerned, some frightened, some curious but I couldn't make out individual words. Everything sounded like I was underwater. Get u
Rhiannon’s POV~ The car began moving. The city lights slid past the window like streaks of gold and white. But I wasn't seeing any of it. I was staring at my hands. At my fingers. At the way they were shaking. Kieran's hand was still on my thigh. His thumb was rubbing slow circles against my ski
Rhiannon’s POV~ "No." Kieran's voice boomed. "This is pack territory. You manage it. Under my authority." He paused. Let the words land. Let them sink in. Let everyone in that room feel the weight of what he just said. "You're still here as Alpha of a one tied Pack because I let you, Marcus." The
Rhiannon’s POV~ Kieran's voice cut through the noise. "Interesting." One word. That's all he said. But the room went dead silent. Every mouth closed. Every whisper stopped. Every eye locked on him. I stood there. Dripping. Wine running down my face, down my neck, soaking into the dress he'd giv
Rhiannon’s POV~ "I'm so sorry! I didn't—I don't know how—" Emilia's voice cracked. Like a teenager who just broke her mother's vase. Her hands were shaking. I stood there, dripping. Red wine was running down my face, down my neck, soaking into the black dress Kieran had gotten me. And Emilia







