LOGIN** 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
** Leo’s POV **“He’s gone.” Bastian’s words hang in the air. “Who?” Poppy asks.Alaric and Bastian’s gazes turn distant, and we all go utterly still as we wait for them to communicate with their patrol. I hate being out of the loop, especially on something like this. In Phoenix, I was a part of ev
I gasp. “Jake!”“Hey.” Parker’s voice comes through clearly. “I’m going straight to Ronnie with this, but I have a feeling he’s not going to have an explanation.”Bastian tilts his head. “Ewan might know something. We should ask him too.”“If he’s up to it, maybe he and Ronnie could video call and p
** Remy’s POV **There are battles you train for. Fights you can prepare your body and mind to survive. You can sharpen your instincts, steel your nerves, accept the possibility of blood and loss as the cost of standing between danger and the people you love, but this?… This is worse.Paige’s pain h
“Push,” Jake urges. “That’s it. That’s it… keep going…”Paige’s body bows, every muscle straining. I feel it all through the bond, the effort, the fire, the sheer will it takes not to break under it.“I’m here,” I keep saying, over and over. “I’ve got you. I’ve got you.”“That’s the head. Well done,
** Paige’s POV **If someone had told me eight months ago that the thing most likely to end my mates would be a jar of pickled onions and a tub of vanilla ice cream, I would have laughed in their face, yet here we are.Ryder stands in the kitchen doorway like a man staring down an active crime scene
** Paige’s POV ** I sit in silence as the weight of this entire insane new world bears down on me. I can still feel their eyes on me, like they’re waiting for me to do something. For what I don’t know. For me to scream?… To cry?… To run? I don’t do any of those things. I can’t. Instead, I just







