LOGIN“Dehydrated. Severely underweight. Anaemic, probably.” He looks toward Paige. “I’ll have bloods done on all of them. Fluids for this one and probably him too.”He points toward the man sitting on the floor.“I’m fine,” the rogue mutters.“You’re shaking while sitting down.”“I’m just cold.”“It’s tw
** Leo’s POV **The short walk to the clinic is silent. Bastian walks beside me, his eyes sweeping over everything we pass. Remy had wanted him to come because of his ability to notice things others don’t. He wasn’t wrong, but it still pisses me off. Jake walks slightly ahead, pushing through the c
** Leo’s POV **Last night proved a few things. The first is that midnight DIY sucks. The second is that there is definitely more to Poppy’s parents’ accident than they’d always believed, and the third is that Poppy absolutely needs the Mountain Ridge twins. None of us had missed how quickly her ou
** Bastian's POV **Poppy's lips part. Behind her, Alaric turns his head away, but not quickly enough to hide his smile. I ignore him.“What did you remember?”The change in Poppy is immediate. Her fingers tighten around mine.“The accident.”I have no idea what accident she is referring to, so I wa
** Bastian’s POV **She throws herself at me before I can think. One second she’s staring at me with tears swimming in her eyes, the next she’s there, hands gripping my shirt, her face buried against my chest as though I’m the only thing keeping her upright.My body locks. Every instinct screams at
“Stop! Don’t do this!” They can’t hear me, can’t feel my desperate attempts to stop this. I’m trapped inside the worst moment of my life with no way to change it. The world fractures around me, and for the briefest second, my mother’s fingertips brush mine. “Live, Poppy.” Then darkness explodes
** Ryder’s POV **The forest is quiet tonight. Too quiet.It’s the kind of quiet that makes every instinct in me hum with warning.Before we set out on our first patrol together, I’d gathered the new enforcers in the clearing outside the cabins. They stood in a semicircle, Midnight wolves, strong an
Callen catches my eye over the stove; he grins at me. “Looks like breakfast just got crowded.”“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” I say softly, watching as the men gather around the table, the people who’ve very quickly become my family.Ryder sets Jaxon down and meets my gaze, something tender fli
I don’t even remember when my eyes close. One second, Callen’s voice is painting pictures of the Moon Goddess, her pearly white hair glowing brighter than the stars, and the next, that glow fills the darkness behind my eyelids.It feels like I’m still listening to him, but his voice fades, replaced
Remy snorts, though there’s no real humour in it. “It’s reckless.”Callen’s grin widens.Parker leans forward, elbows on the table, thoughtful as ever. “You’re talking about a controlled leak operation, right? Different intel for different wolves, see which story lands in Greg’s lap?”“Exactly.” Cal







