LOGINSera's PovIt started small. So small I almost did not notice it the first time. Just a feeling, easy to brush off, the kind of thing you tell yourself is nothing at all.I had been in Northesk almost three weeks now. Long enough to know the rhythm of the place, the sounds it made when it was calm, the sounds it made when something was wrong. So when I felt the lockdown coming before the signal even sounded, I told myself it was just instinct. Just a body that had learned to read danger early, the way Caden had trained me to read it without meaning to, three years of watching every small shift in a room until reading danger became as natural as breathing.I had been sitting in the records room that day, halfway through a stack of supply lists, when something in my chest pulled tight. Not fear exactly. More like a held breath I had not taken yet. I stood up. I remember standing up for no reason at all, my hands flat on the table, my whole body listening for something I could not name,
Sera's PovI stepped back from the glass so fast my shoulder hit the wall behind me, the cold of it biting through my shirt.It did not matter. I knew that, even as I did it. She had already seen me. Stepping back now was like closing a door after someone had already walked through it. The damage was done the second her eyes found mine through the glass.I stood there, breathing hard, my hand pressed flat against my chest like that could slow my heart down. It did not work. A minute later the door opened and Riven came in, fast, his eyes already finding mine across the small room, scanning me head to toe like he was checking for damage that did not exist."She knew I was here," I said, before he could say anything first. My voice came out sharper than I meant it to. "She looked right at my window. She wasn't guessing, Riven. She knew.""She suspected," he said. He crossed the room and stood in front of me, close, steady. "Now she's confirmed it."I stared at him. "How are you so calm
Sera's PovRiven set it up himself. A small room beside his formal meeting space, dim, quiet, with a long panel of glass set into the wall that looked like a mirror from the other side."You'll hear everything," he said, before he left to greet her. "See everything too. I want you watching. I want you to know exactly what we're dealing with.""You don't have to do that," I said."I know I don't." He paused at the door, looking back at me, his hand resting on the frame. "I'm doing it anyway. You deserve to see her with your own eyes, not just hear about her secondhand."I stood close to the glass once he was gone, my arms folded tight against my chest, my heart beating faster than I wanted it to. The room smelled faintly of old wood and dust, and somewhere behind the wall I could hear footsteps approaching, slow and even.The woman they brought in a few minutes later was nothing like I expected. No dark coat, no cold stare, nothing that looked the way danger was supposed to look. She w
Sera's PovRiven found me in the records room early, before I had even poured my first cup of tea. He did not knock. He just walked in and set his phone down on the table in front of me, screen still lit, his face giving nothing away except the tightness around his eyes that told me he had not slept."Read it," he said.No good morning. No softening first. I picked up the phone and read the message twice, the same way I read most things that mattered.*We know Gideon defected. Return him or we move on the girl.*My stomach dropped, but my face did not move. I had learned a long time ago how to keep the two separate. I set the phone back down slowly, my fingers trembling just slightly before I caught it and stilled them flat against the table."They want him back," I said. I set the phone down carefully, like it might do something if I held it too long. "They think you'll trade him for my safety.""I won't."I looked up at him. He stood across the table, arms crossed, jaw tight, the sa
Riven's PovThe lodge was quiet by midnight. Most of the pack had gone to bed hours ago. I sat at my desk with a stack of old papers in front of me, and I could not make my eyes close, no matter how tired my body felt.I picked up the next report. It was old, the paper soft and yellow at the corners, my predecessor's handwriting cramped and small across the page. I had read it twice already that week. I read it again anyway.The Vael family showed up everywhere once you started looking. Small mentions here. A name crossed out there. A council vote that went their way for no clear reason. My predecessor had noticed some of it, years ago, and had written little notes in the margins, careful, like he was afraid someone might read over his shoulder even back then.I rubbed my eyes and set the page down.Third-hand accounts of the purge sat in a separate pile, gathered from old wolves who had heard stories from wolves before them, stories about families taken in the night, about a silence
Sera's PovGideon said the word and then went quiet, like he needed a second before he could keep going."Sent," I said. "What does that mean?"He rubbed his hand across his jaw. His eyes did not meet mine right away."The mate bond is real," he said. "I want you to know that first. It cannot be faked. Nobody can manufacture that pull, not even the Vaels, not with all their money and all their old tricks.""Then how...""They didn't make the bond," he said. "They made the chance for it to happen."I sat back in my chair. My hands were flat on the table in front of me, and I made myself keep them still."Explain it to me slowly," I said. "Like I'm not following yet. Because I'm not."Gideon nodded. He leaned forward a little, the way a man does when he is about to say something hard and wants to get it right."Fated mates are rare," he said. "But they're not random the way most people think. If you know a bloodline well enough, you can guess where a bond is likely to form. The old fami
Caden's PovThe bedroom was exactly as she'd left it.I stood in the doorway a long moment before going in. I had walked into this room a thousand times without thinking. Tonight I thought about it.Her side of the bed was made, smooth, untouched, the way it had been every morning for three years b
Sera's PovMorning came in pale and quiet. I lay still for a moment, listening. No pack horn. No raised voices. Just the sound of someone moving around downstairs.I got up. My arm ached when I moved it wrong, but it held. I changed the bandage myself, careful with the wrapping, the way I'd learned
Sera's Pov "You're awake."I opened my eyes. The voice came from the corner of the room. A woman sat there, older, somewhere in her sixties, grey hair pulled back, the kind of face that had seen enough of everything to stop being surprised by most of it. She had a cup of something warm in both han
Riven’s PovThe radio crackled at half past eleven. I was at my desk working through the week's border patrol reports, a mug of coffee gone cold at my elbow. The lodge was quiet at this hour. Most of the pack had turned in and I preferred it that way. "Alpha." It was Cord, one of my north border m







