Mag-log inWhen I catch one beat, Leo’s breath stops, and his eyes widen. This time, I return it immediately. He drags in a breath as darkness blooms beneath my palm, spreading into curled lines that circle a tiny crescent.“Wow,” he breathes.I laugh. Then, his expression changes, his eyes going wide.“Oh.”“
** Poppy’s POV **I walk towards Jake, each step feels more important than the last. A step closer to something huge. His eyes drop to my hand as I lift it.“Does it hurt?” he asks as he studies my hand.I shake my head. “It feels cool, but not uncomfortable.”He swallows, his eyes meeting mine agai
“Unfortunately,” Jake says.Owen leans back in his chair. “I thought they were a myth.”“So did I,” I mutter. “Then again, this time last year, I thought werewolves were a myth too, so apparently I know fuck all.”“And they’re looking for our Luna?” Conner asks.“We think so,” Alaric says. “It seems
** Poppy’s POV **By the time we get back to the house, the atmosphere on the mountain has changed. There are wolves everywhere. Most of them are still in their human forms, but their wolves are so close to the surface that their eyes glint gold.I can sense more of them moving through the trees. Tw
“No,” Bastian says.Jake blows out a breath. “I never thought I’d ever be wishing it was a hunter.”The words settle heavily between us. He’s right. Hunters are awful and cruel, but at least we know what we are dealing with, and we know how to stop them, but vampires? Can they even be killed? Do we
** Poppy’s POV **I frown. “What guy?”“I don’t know, I think he said he was your neighbour. Said he hadn’t seen you for a few days and was worried.”My stomach tightens, and all four bonds sharpen. I never had a neighbour that would even notice if I was there or not.“Did you get his name?” I ask.
“Sh*t,” I hear Callen breathe as I storm off towards my house. When I get home, I slam the door closed and lock it behind me. With my back pressed to the door, I slide to the floor, finally allowing myself to break. Fat tears roll down my face as the last bits of hope for Ryder leave my body.
We don’t get to talk for long before I hear a commotion in the woods at the back of the house. It’s hard to hold a conversation with her while trying to figure out what is going on with Callen and Remy. I’m torn between checking in on them or staying present with Paige and leaving them two to fight,
Jaxon goes quiet as he focuses on his race. The sheer determination on his face and the way he sticks out the tip of his tongue when he’s concentrating are adorable. I may be biased, but Paige and I have created a good-looking kid. I hear Paige and Parker talking outside, and I tune in just enou
Ryder’s head rises and his ears flick forward at the sound and Remy steps aside. “Go Rye, but take it slow, or you’ll scare her to death.” We follow a few paces behind our alpha as he tries to control his pace towards his brother and mate. My brother and I hang back whilst Ryder creeps up behind h







