FAZER LOGIN“I only detected five scents in the pack centre,” Bastian says. “The sixth entered here.”He points to a patch of flattened fern that none of us had even looked at.“They were already travelling together.”“That’s what we thought,” Leo says.Bastian doesn’t answer. He simply keeps moving, following
** Jake’s POV **Every instinct I have is telling me to turn around. To go back to Poppy. But Bastian is right. She’s safe. My wolf knows it, and my soul knows it. And maybe this is exactly what she needs. Time with Alaric without the rest of us hovering. A chance to learn the man beneath the disast
** Bastian’s POV **Silence returns to the cabin. Good. Most people think silence is empty; it isn’t. Silence is the best time to gather information. The coffee machine clicks as it cools. Someone walks by the cabin with a slight limp, their steps uneven. Poppy takes another sip of her coffee. There
Her brows knit together in the most adorable way.“I’ve seen him walk into burning buildings because someone was trapped inside. Stand between children and rogues without blinking. Track a wounded wolf through a blizzard with nothing but a drop of blood and instinct.”“He doesn’t hesitate?”“Never.
** Alaric’s POV **Maybe we are monsters. Just not in the way humans tell stories about. We’re wolves, alphas, predators by nature, protectors by choice, but no matter which way you look at it, we are dangerous.“I’m sorry,” I say.Her laughter fades. “For what?”“The coffee shop. The bus station. F
** Alaric's POV ** Poppy’s smile fades as her gaze suddenly loses focus. For a heartbeat, she doesn’t seem to be looking at either of us at all. “Are you okay?” I ask. She blinks and rubs lightly at her temple. “I don’t think I’m ever going to get used to that.” “The mind-link?” I ask. She nods
Another silence settles, comfortable and familiar. It feels like being teens again, sitting outside after dinner, talking about crushes.“Hey,” I say softly, nudging her. “How are things with Leo and Jake?”She chokes on her coffee.I blink. “Um. Is that… a bad sign?”“No!” she squeaks, voice too hi
“I don't have a name, but I just know. I think… I’m something that shouldn’t exist,” I admit.Callen swears. “Fantastic. I love that for us.”Jake clears his throat shakily. “Paige, the visions could be a trauma response or magical memory bleed-through. You need to breathe.”“I am breathing,” I whis
** Paige’s POV **The walk back to Phoenix feels nothing like the one we made leaving it.Leaving was panic, chaos, running, then darkness for me. Going back feels heavier.Every step feels like wading through a swamp of last night’s fear, the fear of every member of our pack who fled in the dark wi
“I’ve got you,” Leo says, and for the first time in what feels like forever, my brain actually hears it.Leo settles on the floor beside the sofa. He lets out a breath, looking uncomfortable. He’s an enforcer, a warrior. Not a doctor or therapist, but he tries anyway. He places one hand lightly over







