LOGINAvery’s POVAn all too familiar car was waiting in Aldric’s driveway when I arrived. Gideon was standing beside it, leaning against the door with his arms folded. The moment I saw him, a pang shot through my temples.Oh, no. I knew that pain all too well.For a moment, I considered turning around an
“Well, you have to think of something better.” My father thought for a moment, then suggested, “Maybe it would be easier to drive the woman away. She clearly has fewer ties to the packs, and wants nothing to do with Gideon. If she leaves for good, he won’t be able to chase her anymore.”That had cro
Avery’s POVThe sun rose high and hot the next morning, bringing with it the sound of cicadas buzzing in the grass and a warm steam rising from the dewy ground before eight o’clock even struck.I had just finished my coffee and was preparing my things to head to Aldric’s clinic. Our trial was beginn
Before she disappeared, I called out, “How do you know?” Melissa didn’t stop walking. She didn’t even turn. She just said over her shoulder, “The trees tell me things.” I blinked a few times, certain I had misheard. Before I could ask what she meant by that, she was gone, disappearing around the b
Avery’s POV “Go figure.” I stormed over to the gift bag and picked it up, glancing inside one last time. Shaking my head, I turned to the nurse who had been working with me before. “Is there a place I can donate this?” I asked, holding the bag up. “Maybe the kids in the clinic would like to play w
“I was just passing through.” He was holding something in his hands. A bag, I realized. From a kids’ store. I recognized the logo immediately.“What’s that?” I asked.He held the bag out. “See for yourself.”I didn’t take the bag right away. Colt took it instead, obviously to Gideon’s chagrin, who c
Obediently, I drifted through the piles of riotous colors of satin and chiffon and damask. My fingers tentatively brushed against velvets and suedes and the brushed silk of the fine lapels of a men’s tuxedo that draped sharply over a blank-faced mannequin in one section of the floor dedicated to men
Avery’s POV I didn’t sleep well that night. Flashes of my conversation with Reynaud ran through my mind on loop, causing me to toss and turn fitfully. Over and over I considered what I should do. Reynaud had been specific about what was on offer. He dangled power and prestige in front of me, and
Avery’s POVThat evening Gideon’s sister took me shopping for a gown suitable for the final night of the Alpha Council. Apparently those upper echelons of Wolven society loved their social occasions, and I couldn’t disgrace Nightwolf Pack by appearing under-dressed.I had showered and grabbed a chan
Perhaps I had been mistaken. Perhaps she did truly enjoy this simple, menial labor over the pleasure of my company in the pack house. Out here, her body language seemed more relaxed, and she moved well despite her healing injuries.Though, I did wonder at Dierdra assigning her these sorts of tasks w






