LOGIN“I’m not sure yet,” he muttered, “but I’m going to find a way. And if she is dead, then I’ll find her bones. Either way, she’s coming back in a box.”“You don’t have to do this,” I said.“I know I don’t.” His expression softened. “I can’t undo two lifetimes, Ellie. I can’t give you back what was tak
Ellie’s POVSomewhere between my fortieth and fiftieth laps of the clinic, I had come to the conclusion that Dominic wasn’t coming back. I had said too much and scared him away. He didn’t believe me. He thought I was insane and he was running off to tell my father to lock me up.At least, those were
That was what woke up in her childhood bedroom. Not the meek little shadow who used to follow my every move, but someone who had been forged in a life where I helped break her.But there was one thing I couldn’t stop thinking about.Could I have done it?I made myself ask the question honestly, beca
Dominic’s POVThe cold hit the side of my face the moment I stepped out of the clinic, and for once, I was glad for it.I walked without picking a direction. I made my way down the narrow street, past the shuttered shops with their windows dark, my loafers sliding on the icy ground. Ellie had been r
Ellie’s POV“Reborn.”Dominic repeated the word slowly, like he was tasting it on the tip of his tongue. I saw his lips tug upwards as if he thought I was teasing him or joking.I wasn’t. I held his gaze, keeping mine firm and steady, and slowly, his smile faded.“Like… the Lycan princess?” he asked
Ellie’s POVThe words hung in the air between us, and I immediately wished I could snatch them back.I don’t want you to leave.Like I was some kind of lovesick teenager, begging him to stay even though our divorce papers had still barely cooled off the printing press.Dominic froze near the door. T
Ellie POV The dummy’s eyes flickered. It was dying.Gasps echoed. And a few people snickered.“Told you. She wouldn’t last.”“Some ‘prodigy,’ huh? She really is just some wanna be luna with a mask.”But instead of panicking, something in me was turning gears.I hadn’t messed up.My stitching was cl
Vivian POVDominic and I sat together at one of the long benches outside the training hall, sunlight flickering through the trees overhead, scattering gold across his hair like the world was doing me a personal favor. Normally, this was our spot. Where he’d sit with his friends flanking him, all of
Dominic.And he looks… awful. Exhausted in a way that doesn’t fit him at all. His hair is tousled like he’d been dragging his hands through it, and for once, he isn’t holding court like the center of the universe.Marcus and Tyler just walking up, waving an uneasy hello. My feet move back instinc
The place is packed, shoulder-to-shoulder bodies, dim lights pulsing in time with the bass, laughter mixing with the sugary smell of spiked drinks. Someone’s already spilled something sticky on my shoe. People are dancing, shouting, flirting, practically climbing the walls.And Vivian has been glued







