LOGIN“Where?” Alaric asks.“Right. Up the rocks.”Leo looks towards the slope. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”“They’ve been using the trees to stay above us. Take those away, and they’ll have nowhere to hide.”“And if they decide to come out of hiding?”“At least we can see what to fight.”Alaric
** Bastian’s POV **She belonged to us first. The words are still ringing in my ears. I don’t know who said them, or how they managed to get close enough to whisper them into my ear without me seeing anything. But the moment they did, something slammed into my side with enough force to knock me off
** Leo’s POV **“Move!”I don’t wait to see who or what is laughing. I tighten my grip under Sawyer’s arms, whilst Bastian still has his legs, and together, we cut across the water and scramble towards the slope.Alaric shifts into his wolf so fast I miss it. He positions himself at our backs. Snarl
** 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
“Paige…” I groan against her lips. “You’re… goddess; you’re killing me.”“Good,” she breathes, kissing me again, needy, hungry, almost reckless. “I want to.”I pin her against the door with my hips, both hands braced beside her head. I kiss down her throat, slow at first… then harder when she tilts
Loaded question, too loaded. I sit anyway. The cushions dip under my weight, and her body leans subtly closer to mine. I shouldn’t be affected by something as small as that… but I am. Every inhale is her. Every exhale feels too hot in my lungs. My hand twitches with the urge to touch her, to anchor
** Ryder’s POV **Halfway up the stairs, she tightens her grip on me, her lips brushing the side of my throat. Not kissing, just… there. Like the contact is something she needs to stay steady.“Ryder…” she whispers.I stop.Every muscle tenses because of how she says my name. Like she’s stripping th
“You’re not stupid,” I say immediately. “They’re good at hiding. Hunters. Parasites. People like Greg. They know how to make you doubt your instincts. It’s what they do. Besides, you had no idea any of this existed, so why would you look for it?”“What if my instincts aren’t enough?” she whispers.I







