LOGINOf course, the voice remains completely silent. Coward.“So what am I?” I ask.No one answers quickly enough. Jake steps closer, crouching in front of me so I have to look at him and not the horror show printed on the paper in my hands.“We don’t know yet,” he says. “But we will.”I want to believe
** Poppy’s POV **The room feels too small and too hot.I swallow. “Not the same how?”Jake exhales slowly, reaching for another sheet. “Paige’s blood showed abnormal energy markers, mostly consistent with what Ronnie later connected to Dawn energy, cleansing, regenerative and life-based.”“Sounds l
Rain… Headlights… Control it, Poppy. I push the thought down hard.Leo is already dressed by the time I sit up, pulling on his boots near the edge of the bed. His hair is damp from a shower, and his expression is locked into the serious mask he wears when he’s pretending not to be worried. It does n
** Poppy’s POV **Leo sets a glass down in front of me far more carefully than necessary. He’s slow, deliberate, as if he’s half expecting it to explode the second it leaves his hand. My eyes flick to Jake across the kitchen, only to catch him watching me too.The rest of the day passes in a strange
** Poppy’s POV **Shiver’s run through me. Starting from my chest and spreading out, but everything else calms. My heart stops pounding, my breaths come easier, and the cold that was creeping in is slowly replaced by a comforting warmth.It’s them, my mates. They’re anchoring me. Whatever this power
“Hey,” I say, dropping to my knees in front of her, not caring about the glass. “Look at me.”Her eyes snap to mine, and for a second, they’re not right. There’s something deeper in them. Something darker flickering beneath the surface like a storm trying to break through. The hairs on my arms lift.
Callen mutters, “Fantastic. Love a good vague prophecy.”Poppy tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. “But we do know one thing for sure.”“Which is?” I ask.Her eyes soften. “You have four mates for a reason. Ronnie said Eos needs anchors, moon, sun, life, death, dark, dawn. Balance in all things.”
** Ryder’s POV **The room grows tense the moment the back door closes behind Paige and Poppy.Jaxon is the first to break the quiet.He tugs on my sleeve, his eyes wide and hopeful. “Daddy… can I play Xbox?”The innocence in his voice softens something inside of me. After everything that’s happened
** Paige’s POV **The cabin is humming with too much energy. Too many worried eyes, too many protective wolves outside. There are too many unanswered questions. Just too much… everything.My skin still feels warm beneath the surface, like the glow hasn’t decided whether it wants to settle or burst o
“They’re calling to me,” I whisper. “Like… like something inside of me knows I’m supposed to go.”Ryder swallows audibly.“Paige…”“Ryder, Ronnie told me to listen to my instincts,” I remind him gently. “And this is instinct. Whatever happened to them, whatever is happening now, I can feel it. Somet







