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
** Alaric’s POV **The problem with being an Alpha in 2026 is that you can no longer pretend politics don’t exist. You can’t just patrol your borders, snap a few necks, and call it leadership. Now it’s all diplomacy and meetings, and not even the exciting ones where there’s the potential of a fight
“Stop,” one of them says calmly.I step half a pace in front of Alaric without making it obvious. “Who are you?”“Phoenix Pack,” the other replies.Of course they are. The pack every Alpha is suddenly talking about. The pack tied to the goddess rumours, and whose territory hunters seem to avoid as i
** Paige’s POV **Morning comes softly. Not with alarms or panic or the edge of fear that’s lived under my skin for days, but with light filtering through the curtains and the quiet sound of breathing around me. The cabin smells like coffee and earth and clean air, like the forest itself has forgive
“Take your clothes off for me, beautiful,” I say softly, trying not to let her hear how close I am to completely losing control.I had planned to undress her slowly, to unwrap her like the gift that she is, but I’m too keyed up for this. There’s no way her clothes will come off in one piece if I do







