LOGIN“Oh, fuck.”Alaric says something, but I don’t hear the words. I can’t concentrate on anything beyond the pressure building inside me. Higher and tighter. My breathing turns ragged. The room seems to shrink around me until there’s nothing beyond sensation and the frantic beat of my heart.“Alaric…”
** Poppy’s POV **I’m heavy and weightless at the same time. My entire body relaxes in the best way as the heat finally eases. Alaric’s weight shifts on the bed, but I’m too blissed out to even open my eyes. The entire pack could march in right now, and I don’t think I’d be able to care. “You’re so
“Bas…”“I'm going.”Poppy moves slightly against me, and Bastian’s eyes flash again.His hand wraps around the door handle. But before he opens it, his gaze meets mine again. There's more in that look than I can unravel right now. Desire, struggle, and something dangerously close to fear.He’s not s
** Alaric’s POV **Goddess, help me.How can I say no to her? How can I ask her to wait when she feels this good? When she burns for me like this?Bastian and I had discussed how we would handle this, and at this point, the plan is FUBAR. The moment Leo said she was asking for us, we crumbled. And h
Leo rolls away from me. The loss of his body against mine is immediate and horrible.“Where are you going?”“To get them.”“No. Don't leave.”He stops.Damn it. I screw my eyes shut and clench my fists. This is ridiculous.“Sorry,” I breathe. “This is so confusing. ”“Don't apologise,” Leo says soft
** Poppy’s POV **I’m burning. That's my first coherent thought. My second is that I can't move. There's an arm around my waist, another across my stomach, a leg tangled with mine, and someone's breath against the back of my neck.For one disorienting second, I have no idea where I am. Moonlight fil
I stagger forward; the breath leaving my lungs in short, gasping bursts. “No,” I whisper again. “No, please…”A sound rises in my ears, faint at first, then growing, a voice that’s not my own or my mate’s, inside my head. “It’s time.”I blink, confusion cutting through the grief. “What…”“You know w
** Paige’s POV **For a while, neither of us moves. The air between us feels heavy with the ghosts of Mum’s laughter, Dad’s quiet warmth, all the pieces of a life that suddenly don’t fit the same way anymore. But underneath it all, there’s comfort too. Poppy’s hand in mine. The quiet promise that we
The tension in my chest loosens, just enough to breathe again. “Good,” I rasp. “Let’s keep it that way.”Parker’s gaze flicks between us. “We need to move. That blast stunned them, but I could hear the hunters regrouping on the way here. They might be retreating, or coming back.”Remy’s head snaps u
The pages are old, discoloured, cracked parchment; the ink faded to near-invisible brown. The lighting in the scans is also not great. But it’s all I have.I zoom in on one section, squinting at the looping script. It’s written in a mix of Latin and something even older that is apparently a dialect







