LOGINOutside the house, the village is waking up. Voices are floated through the air, mingling with the aroma of a dozen breakfasts on the stove.Suddenly, my stomach rumbles, breaking the quiet.The boy chuckles while I smile, and it strikes me how happy I am at this moment. This instant connection I ha
Alexander’s POVI step inside Layla’s house and sniff the air, scenting this new presence. It’s sweet and calming, and it strikes me how unlike this is from how Camila’s newness in my life had been. There is no feeling here of losing myself, of becoming less, of needing something or someone else to
Alexander’s POVBefore I even see her, I sense my fated mate’s presence. It is a sharply sweet sensation—part the scent of the hunt, part the triumph of battle—all wrapped into one. I feel myself stepping closer, compelled by the idea of her. It’s as though I can see her hair and face and eyes befor
Alexander’s POVI sit alone in silence in the room they have given me to use, grand by Starfall standards, utilitarian and sturdy by my own.My own.Somehow, I must reconcile my own actions, my own self of the past five years with the wolf I have always believed myself to be, an Alpha leader who gui
Those of Starfall surround us. The air is heavy with accusation and apprehension. Wolves have little tolerance for magic, and the kind of dark magic Camila is suspected of usually means instant death for the practitioner. But we need information as much as we need punishment.Leona steps forward, lo
Layla’s POVStarfall needs a decent auditorium, I think, looking around the intersection of paths that formed a makeshift “village square.” It’s a wonderfully mundane thought during an insane time.I’d received a phone call not fifteen minutes ago from Healer Javier that Benjamin was showing signs h
Layla’s POV“This is Camila, the new Delta.”Even as I say the words, I feel the nausea roll in my gut. Does Alexander not understand how this feels? Was this his plan all along? To bring in his fated mate and replace me?I stare at the girl as she meets the other Deltas. My eyes find MY MOTHER’S ne
Alexander’s POVCamila breathes softly as she sleeps.Sighing, I move to the other side of the bed, but before I can sit, something catches my eye from outside the window.Layla’s familiar, lithe form walks away from the hospital.I watch her as she leaves, her form drawing my eye and my attention.
Layla’s POVMy feet grow heavy, making me stumble. Quickly, I steady myself, regain my footing, and look around. Everyone is too busy looking at Alexander and the girl—no, the woman—he’s holding. I watch with a churning sickness as he carefully bandages her wounds.The sickness quickly turns into so
Layla’s POVI rub my aching head again as I stamp the last few invitations. Invitations that were supposed to be stamped and sent out by Camila, but because she knows nothing, it falls to me to get them out. The neighboring packs and royals wouldn’t appreciate sloppy work.Ben glances at me when I c







