Mag-log inThe common room was bustling at this hour as students rushed around, getting ready for classes. I made my way to the kitchen and threw a bagel in the toaster, leaning against the counter as I waited.“Callum?”Bianca stepped into view, appearing out of seemingly nowhere. My jaw tightened, wolf insti
Callum’s POVI woke to the feeling of something warm in my chest.For a moment, I almost could have sworn that I had something small and delicate gathered up in my arms. A gentle heart beating against my own. A lock of soft hair fluttering against my cheek.Liora.A smile touched my lips. I tightene
It might have been laughable, had circumstances not been so… sad.“So your parents took it badly, I imagine,” I pointed out.Callum huffed and looked into his bottle. “My dad beat the shit out of me.”I pulled my head back. “He what?”Wordlessly, Callum turned, pulling his shirt up to reveal his bac
Liora’s POVI just barely made it into the parking space before the car let out one final groan, then sputtered to a stop, rocking back and forth on the wheels.“Sorry about that, girl,” I said, patting the steering wheel. “That was a lot more driving in one day than I anticipated.”Shirley almost s
“Twenty lashes,” he said. “We’ll see if you change your mind then.”I grit my teeth. “I don’t have to put up with this anymore.”“Would you rather take it, or would you prefer if that little wolfless whore of yours took it instead?”The moment he said those words, I felt all the blood drain from my
Callum’s POVMy father’s shadow darkened the room.There was a time in my life when my father’s presence seemed enormous and all-consuming, like a black hole filling any space he entered. When I was a child, I remembered thinking that he was big enough to reach the moon, or to blot out the sun.I’d
LioraI didn’t stop walking until the hedges closed around me, the green walls swallowing everything behind me. The path wound and twisted like a maze, white gravel crunching under my shoes in a rhythm that was faster than I meant it to be. My hands wouldn’t stop trembling, part fury, part something
“No death,” he said lightly. “Just curious why you look like you’re trying to figure out the meaning of life over there.” He tilted his head to read the titles scattered around me. “‘Lycan bloodlines, Werewolf physiology, The Wolfless Paradox’…” His grin widened. “Wow. Someone’s desperate to get the
Bianca Do you know what’s worse than a broken heel during your entrance?A royal trumpet blaring when your life is clearly not ready for it.The second I stepped out of the bathroom—glowing, refreshed, a literal goddess in gold chiffon—I heard it. That cursed brass screech.The Alpha King.My stoma
Callum I knew what she was doing the moment she stopped in front of us.It was in the way she looked at me, like I was the last loose end in an otherwise flawless battle plan. Her expression wasn’t cruel. It was certain. That was somehow worse.I wanted to stop her. Just, reach out and say somethin







