로그인She kneels in the grass, and the wolf standing in front of her immediately shatters every expectation I had. Small, lean and brown. A gentle Omega, but he has power; he’s likely a healer.“Jake,” she breathes, reaching forward slowly.The wolf immediately lowers himself onto the grass. Submitting tr
** Bastian’s POV **The scent hits me again, and I barely avoid taking a fist to the face. The punch breezes past my jaw as I twist away at the last second.“Getting slow?” someone taunts.I ignore him because it isn’t the spar that’s distracting me. It’s her. The scent has been lingering around the
“Because we didn’t,” Jake grumbles.“Why, is something wrong?” I sit up, needing to be able to see them both. Neither of them answers right away, which tells me everything and nothing. “It’s nothing you need to worry about,” Leo says, sitting up and rubbing a hand over the back of his neck. “We ju
** Poppy’s POV **For the most part of the day, I hold myself together, the way I always have. Showing weakness and crying helps no one. I have been through loss before, and I made it out the other side. This isn’t as bad as then. I’m older now, and my sister isn’t dead; I just can’t be around her
“I’ve got you,” I whisper softly.She makes another noise that sounds remarkably close to my name as she turns to face me. She doesn’t wake up, not fully, but she knows I’m here. Her breathing evens out again, and I feel nothing but peace through the bond from her.I’m not sure how long I lay there,
** Jake’s POV **Today was not the happy, carefree day I had hoped for. I thought mating with Poppy would stabilise her the way it had with Paige, but we are very quickly learning that the sisters may be similar, but they are not the same.Seeing the devastation on her face when she realised there w
Callen feels different.The pull toward him is sudden and sharp enough that I gasp.It isn’t like the bond tug I’m used to, the constant hum that connects us all. This is directional, intentional. Like something inside me has turned its face toward him specifically and decided, ‘There. Him.’“Paige?
** Ryder’s POV **The second the car doors shut, the world goes quiet. It’s not a peaceful or relieved quiet; it’s a stunned silence.Paige sits between me and Parker in the back seat, staring straight ahead. She hasn’t said a word since the police finally let us go. Her glow has dimmed to almost no
Paige snorts a laugh. “Honestly? I have no idea. But tell him thanks; that actually helps more than he thinks.”We turn down a familiar street, and my chest tightens painfully. These houses haven’t changed. The same cracked pavements. The same leaning fences. The same park.My childhood feels like a
** Paige’s POV **I feel it before Ronnie says the words, a subtle pull in my chest, threads tightening between me and each of them, different textures, different temperatures.“You are Spirit,” Ronnie says to me, his voice steady. “Not light alone. Not life alone. Spirit is will, choice, meaning. Y







