LOGIN** Poppy’s POV ** I don’t remember deciding to move. One second I’m breathing both of them in, and the next I’m acting on it.Heat coils low and tight inside me, sharper than before, impossible to ignore now that I’ve stopped pretending I can. This isn’t hesitation anymore. This is choice. Jake do
** Poppy’s POV **I don’t know who moves first, maybe it’s me, maybe it’s them. Or maybe it’s the bond finally coiling tight enough that none of us can pretend it isn’t there anymore. All I know is one second there’s space between us, and the next there isn’t.Leo’s hand closes around my wrist, not
** Poppy’s POV **After we all take a shower and I get some time alone with my thoughts, I can finally breathe again. The world doesn’t feel quite so overwhelming.Whatever this power is… I feel a little more certain I can control it. I’ve started to recognise the signs. It’s not much, but it’s some
** Poppy’s POV **Ronnie doesn’t waste time after that. Blood samples are taken quickly from us all. Jake handles most of it with steady hands and a focused expression, as if he’s clinging to something he understands. Something that makes sense to him… science. I can barely feel the needle. Or mayb
** Poppy’s POV **I mull over Ronnie’s words. Even though I’d already started piecing it together, hearing the words spoken aloud lands hard.Collides… like we’re something dangerous and unstable. As if we’re the problem.My stomach twists. “So what? We just… stay away from each other?”Ronnie’s gaz
** Poppy’s POV **The silence doesn’t last. Footsteps hit the hallway, fast and heavy, then the door swings open hard enough to rattle the frame. Callen steps in first, eyes scanning the room in a sweep before locking onto Paige.“What the hell is going on?” he demands, already moving toward her. “I
** Callen’s POV **We all feel the shift in Paige, the way she’s checking out now that she has rested, and the adrenaline has worn off. Her power pushes at her, threatening to consume her. I can see it in the way her eyes are glazed and how she seems to look through things rather than at them. They’
“Then how?” I ask.Ronnie exhales. “Through people.”“Hunters?” Remy growls.Ronnie shakes his head. “Hunters are tools. Loud ones. Disposable ones. Whatever is funding them thinks long-term. It influences and corrupts. It offers safety, power, certainty.”“But if it’s so powerful, why not come afte
** Paige’s POV **I almost drift off, not because I’m tired, but because I’m so unbelievably content right now, and I don’t want to move.Callen’s arm is wrapped around me, heavy and sure across my waist, his chest pressed warm and solid to my back. His breathing is slow and even, feeling just as co
** Ryder’s POV **I feel it the moment I cross the threshold. The bond tightens, sharp and alert, and my wolf lifts his head inside me like he’s just scented a deer on the breeze. The cabin feels different, steadier somehow, but also charged, like the air itself is holding its breath.Parker feels i







