로그인Mate.The word rolls through me, low and possessive, but tonight it doesn’t feel overwhelming. It feels certain. Poppy swallows hard.“You calm it too,” she whispers suddenly.I frown slightly. “Calm what?”“That feeling.” Her eyes lift back to mine. “The pressure. The noise in my head. It gets quie
** Jake’s POV **The second Leo leaves the cabin feels wrong.It’s quieter and colder, even though the fire still crackles softly in the corner. Rain still taps steadily against the roof, and Poppy is still standing only a few feet away from me.But something shifted when he left. I felt it immediat
“I’ll be okay,” she whispers.I wish I believed that.Instead of answering, I lean forward until our foreheads touch, and for a second, everything else fades away. It’s just her breathing against me and the warmth of her hands on my face.“What if this thing isn’t new?” she asks quietly. “What if it
** Leo’s POV **“It’s not staying silent anymore.”The words have been stuck in my head for the last two fucking hours since Jake explained what happened at the clinic.I tighten my grip on the strap of the knife sheath sitting across my chest harder than necessary, checking it for the third time si
Of 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
** Remy’s POV **The forest feels alive again tonight.We’ve been walking the border in our human forms for about an hour now, Parker and I, boots crunching softly against damp earth. Normally, patrols are quiet, routine. But after everything that’s happened, the hunters, the poison, the near-misses
That explanation sits uneasily in my chest. “Then why did I see a man kneeling by the creek? And hunters, I remember that clearly. But there’s no one here.”“Visions don’t always show things as they are,” Ronnie says. His tone softens. “They speak in symbols. The figures you saw might not have been
Callen doesn’t let go of me as we step inside. His hand rests at the small of my back, steady and grounding, but I can sense the tension rolling off him. He’s trying not to show it. He always tries not to show it.Remy moves ahead of us, his stride purposeful, but I can see the tightness in his jaw.
Their laughter is quiet, relief disguised as humour. Even Ronnie’s lips twitch before he hides it behind his hand. For a moment, the room feels lighter. Then, something shifts in the air, subtle but undeniable.It starts as a prickle along my spine, a sudden pulse that doesn’t belong to me. My finge







