MasukBjorn had spent his entire childhood playing alone. I always thought he was just a natural loner who was not particularly interested in other kids. That he preferred playing video games inside rather than going out and playing with the other kids on our street, riding bikes around until the lights c
Avery’s POV“Bjorn, stop!”I ran across the lawn just in time for Bjorn to shift back into pup form and start rolling around in the grass, covering his coat with morning dew.“You shift back right this instant!”Bjorn whined, but obeyed. The boy sat in front of me again, his hair sticking up in all
“Hey,” I said, moving toward her. “I’m looking for—”She turned and left before I could finish. Her footsteps were quick as she rounded a corner, disappearing.“She knows something,” my wolf snarled.Indeed she did. “Hey!” I shouted. Ignoring the receptionist’s gasp, I raced around the desk and foll
Gideon’s POVThe human lands were exactly as I remembered them. I had only been here once in my life, when I was younger and visiting for a business arrangement with my father, but I hated it then just as much as I did now.The city here was too crowded, too noisy. There was no greenery in sight, an
Avery’s POVMy heart shuddered in my chest.“I think you might have me confused with someone,” I said quickly. Too quickly.Fiona, despite her young age, had eyes that were as sharp as her father’s. She stepped closer to me, studying me. The way her gaze swept over me made my blood run cold.“No,” s
Sebastian glanced at me briefly, just for a second, and then looked back at Bjorn.“Tell you what,” he said, “tomorrow morning, I’ll take you out to the training grounds. Some of the younger wolves run drills in the morning, and you can meet everyone then. We might even see if your wolf wants to str
Avery’s POV Gideon’s fingers twisted in my hair, pulling me upright. My head tipped back, exposing my throat. ”Now,” Gideon leaned closer. I could feel his breath on my cheek, “Let’s talk about punishment.” I didn’t like where this was going. I tried to look him in the face, the whites of my e
“Who told you that the angelica flowers were traditional?” Gideon asked, voice flat. I hesitated. I knew who it had been, but I didn’t want to implicate her. It had been Madelyn who had given me the info and allayed my suspicions when I’d found the unusual flowers. From our conversation the ot
I recoiled in horror, thinking about what the scene in the Gala could have turned into. Gideon nodded grimly, watching my reaction. “If I hadn’t gotten out of there… If you hadn’t led my wolf to the garden and helped him suppress the effects… there’s a very good chance that you would be planning
Avery’s POV What I had overheard was troubling, and I wasn’t sure what to do with the information. Although Nightwolf on the whole seemed better run than Silvermoon, there were still those who resented Gideon’s leadership as Alpha. And certainly wolves like Jessica were just out for their own







