LOGIN** Leo’s POV **Bastian moves towards a fallen tree, crouching beside its exposed roots. He points to a dark spot on the ground. It’s not much, barely more than a drop, but it’s enough.“It’s Sawyer’s,” Alaric says from a few paces behind us.I turn to look at him over my shoulder. “Possibly. Can yo
** Leo’s POV **The mind-link falls silent, but the tension around us only grows. Owen is the first to move, stripping off his T-shirt and shorts before shifting into a large grey wolf with a fierce determination in his eyes.Two others follow, their bones cracking as they drop onto all fours on the
Bastian turns to face Miles, his head tilting as he studies him.I nod. “That tells us two things… first, it wasn’t a hunter. Second, I think there’s only one or two. Otherwise, they’d have snatched Miles too.”Miles’ gaze snaps to me. “You know what happened?”Alaric steps forward, crouching in fro
** Leo’s POV **“He’s gone.” Bastian’s words hang in the air. “Who?” Poppy asks.Alaric and Bastian’s gazes turn distant, and we all go utterly still as we wait for them to communicate with their patrol. I hate being out of the loop, especially on something like this. In Phoenix, I was a part of ev
I gasp. “Jake!”“Hey.” Parker’s voice comes through clearly. “I’m going straight to Ronnie with this, but I have a feeling he’s not going to have an explanation.”Bastian tilts his head. “Ewan might know something. We should ask him too.”“If he’s up to it, maybe he and Ronnie could video call and p
** Poppy’s POV **All four of my mates stare at me like I just grew horns. Am I hallucinating? I don’t dare move. I barely dare to even breathe. Because I know that voice. I’d recognise it anywhere, but there’s no possible way my sister just spoke inside my head.“Poppy? Oh my god. Poppy, can you he
** Paige’s POV **By the time the afternoon rolls around, Ronnie is still here, sitting at the kitchen table with his sleeves rolled up and his hair sticking up like he’s been running a hand through it too many times.My mates have gathered around him, Ryder leaning against the counter with that qui
“I get that, but I hope with time you’ll be able to rely on us to take some of the mental load too.”“I’d like that,” I smile.I look out the window, still craving the feeling of the sun on my face.“Do you want a coffee?” Parker asks.I think about it for a moment before shaking my head. “Not yet,
His face softens, and he exhales slowly, the tension draining from his shoulders. “You always make it sound so simple.”“It’s not simple,” I admit, “but it’s true.”He looks away, staring into the water. “You think he knows that? That I still…” His voice falters. “That I still want him?”“Yes,” I sa
As the dark patches along his chest begin to fade, the colour returns slowly to his skin. The beeping on the monitor steadies, climbing higher with every second.Tears spill down my cheeks as the warmth peaks, a rush that feels like sunlight after years of shadow. I whisper his name like a plea. “Ry







