Mag-log in“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
Josh studies us both again. I can tell he’s weighing the risks. Midnight’s always been independent, but Paige swayed him last time, and now he just needs a reminder of why he chose to support us with enforcers and offer sanctuary.“This is not a war between my pack and the hunters; it’s our kind ver
** Remy’s POV **Something about returning home makes the silence worse.The forest was bad enough… too still, too knowing, but stepping into the clearing around the first of the Phoenix cabins feels even worse.Ryder raises a hand, and we slow, fanning out across the open space.The cabins look exa
Remy responds, voice taut. “This is her, isn’t it?”“It’s her,” I confirm.Ryder doesn’t reply for a moment. When he does, his tone is sharp with underlying emotion. “Stay calm. No one can find out what she is yet.”Another pulse rolls through me, through all three of us, stronger than before.Remy
“We don’t let them push us out,” I say, meeting her eyes fully. “Not again, not this easily. If we leave for too long, the pack will be too scared to return. Fear spreads fast, and once it sets in? It rots everything… trust, unity, the instinct to fight back.”Her lips part as if she wants to protes







