Masuk“Poppy,” Jake’s voice calls, softer than before.I glance over at him. He’s watching me now.A flicker of unease slides through me.“Yeah?” I call back, forcing a small smile.His gaze narrows slightly, as if he’s trying to piece something together that doesn’t quite fit.“Are you sure you’re okay?”
Jake watches me closely.“I’m fine,” I insist, before he can say anything. I know he doesn’t fully believe me, but he doesn’t argue.We step out into the corridor together, and I hear a few voices drift in the distance. “Jake,” Leo says quietly beside me. “What’s going on?”Jake exhales slowly as
** Poppy’s POV **Spending my first night after completing the mate bond back in the clinic was not on my bingo card, but here we are. I wake up stiff. Like I slept too heavy for too long. Jake and Leo insisted we spend the night here, which makes no sense. Yes, I had a bit of a funny turn, but I r
The baby cries a second later, strong, clear, alive. Relief floods the room. I hand the baby to my assistant, who quickly runs through checks before passing him to Mum.My chest tightens at the sight, but it’s tainted by an uneasy feeling, because I just witnessed a miracle, and in my experience, th
** Jake’s POV **I don’t want to move. Every instinct in me is screaming to stay right here, with her. But I don’t get that choice. Because I’m a healer, and right now, something else needs me.“Leo,” I say tightly, not taking my eyes off her. “Don’t let her out of your sight.”“Not a chance,” he re
“Everything okay?” my assistant asks, catching the shift in me now.“No,” I say bluntly.Because it’s not. Not even close. I strip the gloves off, tossing them aside as I move toward the door.The cold is stronger now. Not in the room, but through the bond. Through her. It’s wrong, so wrong, and for
The law in the human world doesn’t care about wolves, though. It doesn’t care about packs. A signed document, a court date, and suddenly Greg thinks he has a claim on one of ours. Over my dead body!Callen, sensing my mood change and where my thoughts are going, steps closer, resting a hand on my sh
Remy is quieter, but just as intense. He leans against the wall with his arms crossed, his gaze fixed on me like he’s trying to read my mind. “You’re scared, tell us why so we can fix it.” The paper crinkles in my hands as I exhale and hold out both envelopes. “You’re not going to like this.” Ry
** Paige’s POV ** By the time we make it back home after dinner with Poppy, I’m exhausted. I love my sister so much, but she can be hard work, especially if she thinks there is a mystery to solve. I can’t blame her, though. If the roles were reversed, I’d be the same. I know she is only looking ou
** Paige’s POV ** “I don’t need an entourage,” I argue, standing in the middle of the living room with my arms crossed, glaring at my four very stubborn men. “I’m going to see my sister. That’s it. Five minutes down the road, no danger, no hunters, no apocalypse waiting in the bushes.” Ryder sha







