LOGIN** 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
** Poppy’s POV **All four of my mates stare at me like I just grew horns. Am I hallucinating? I don’t dare move. I barely dare to even breathe. Because I know that voice. I’d recognise it anywhere, but there’s no possible way my sister just spoke inside my head.“Poppy? Oh my god. Poppy, can you he
** Ryder’s POV **Warmth. That’s the first thing I feel. It rolls through my chest like a slow tide, heavy and consuming. For a second, I don’t even remember what pain feels like.Then air rushes into my lungs in a violent gasp. The sound tears through the silence, followed by a cough, and the sharp
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
Ryder glances up at me, something raw flickering behind his eyes before he looks back at Jax. He sits on the edge of the bed, his elbows on his knees, and just… watches him. Every protective instinct in him is awake.I see it in the way his hand stays close, ready to touch and soothe if Jax wakes. I
** Paige’s POV **By the time the afternoon rolls around, Ronnie is still here, sitting at the kitchen table with his sleeves rolled up and his hair sticking up like he’s been running a hand through it too many times.My mates have gathered around him, Ryder leaning against the counter with that qui







