เข้าสู่ระบบI have no intention of telling my new mate that I can read minds, but the second I hear him thinking about taking me home to keep me safe, I realize I don’t have to. All I have to do is let him. So I fake amnesia. I forget my name, my family, the reason I was running that night, and I let my Alpha believe he rescued a helpless human Luna off the side of the road. It should have been the perfect escape. Except the longer I stay, the harder the lie gets to hold, because my Alpha is hiding secrets of his own, his pack is hiding more, and the people I ran from are closer than any of us know. I thought becoming his mate would give me somewhere to hide. I never expected my fake amnesia to turn me into the most dangerous Luna his pack has ever had.
ดูเพิ่มเติม•Shaun•“Why the hell did she keep fainting?” I roared, carrying my mate’s limp weight through the courtyard while blood dripped steady down her chin onto my arm, my heart slamming so hard against my ribs it felt like it might crack something. “And who the hell announced me finding a Luna to the whole damn pack?”Nobody answered right away. Every wolf in that courtyard had gone dead silent, half of them still gaping at the blood, the other half not meeting my eyes at all, and that silence told me everything I needed to know before I even turned to look for the one person who should have known better.My beta… he was the only soul with me for the past forty eight hours.He stood off to the side, and the second our eyes met, his face did something I had never seen it do before. Guilt, plain and ugly, written across every line of it. He didn’t even try to lie his way out of it. He just looked sorry, and sorry was not going to fix the fact that my mate had walked straight into an ambush o
•Faye•Here’s the thing nobody tells you about riding in the back seat of an Alpha’s car with two men who can apparently hear intentions, feelings, and probably my heart rate through the leather seats. It is a masterclass in silent panic.I kept my eyes mostly shut the whole ride, playing the part of the fragile, freshly concussed damsel, while my brain ran laps trying to figure out how deep a hole I’d just dug myself. Fake amnesia. Fake ignorance about werewolves. A murder charge sitting behind me like a shadow with teeth. And now, apparently, a mate bond that came with bonus content, because Shaun’s wolf would not shut up.‘She’s hiding something.’I know, buddy. Join the club.‘Doesn’t matter. She’s ours.’I nearly snorted out loud at that one. Ours. Like I was a snack he’d already claimed off somebody’s plate.The car eventually slowed, and I felt the road change under the tires, smoother, then rougher, gravel crunching, trees closing in around us if the way the moonlight flickere
•Shaun•The hospital room smelled like antiseptic and something under it I could not name, sharp and clinical, nothing at all like the woods and rain and warm skin I’d been breathing in since I picked her up off that road. I hated it here. I hated the beeping monitor tracking her heartbeat like it had any right to know something about her before I did, and I hated the doctor who kept using words like “concussion” and “retrograde amnesia” like he was reading off a chart instead of talking about my mate.But she was awake. She was awake, and her eyes were open, and every part of me that had spent the drive here convinced I was about to lose her before I even got her name finally unclenched.I pulled the plastic chair closer to the bed and sat down slow, like she was something that might startle and run if I moved too fast. Which, given everything, might not have been far off.“Hey.” I kept my voice low. “You remember your name, right?”She blinked at me, and for a second something flick
•Faye•‘Fuck, she’s beautiful. How can someone be this perfect?’The thought looped in my head on repeat, over and over, like a broken record stuck on the most annoying love song ever written. I hate hearing people’s thoughts. I hate it so much. It is genuinely the worst superpower a girl could get stuck with, way below flight, way below invisibility, somewhere near the bottom of the list next to permanently smelling like wet dog.Who the hell is this dude complimenting like this anyways, I thought to myself, keeping my eyes shut, because pretending to still be unconscious felt like the smartest move I had available right now.‘She really is our mate. What do you think her name is?’Another voice from the same head. Different tone completely, rougher somehow, like it was coming from somewhere deeper in him.Okay. That’s new. That’s actually never happened before. I’ve been hearing people’s inside voices since I was twelve and it has always, always been one voice per person, one messy






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