LOGINKael's POV I noticed it before I let myself hope about it—longer stretches where Lily just sat with me, talking, without that unnerving distance ever pulling her under. Today made three visits in a row like that. "You keep coming back," she said, cross-legged on her bed the way she always sat, watching me with an alertness that felt sharper than usual, more present. "I used to only see you when something bad was about to happen." "Maybe I just like the company." "Maybe." A small, genuine smile, the kind I'd rarely seen from her. "I like yours too. You don't flinch when I say strange things. Everyone else does." "I've had practice not flinching at strange things," I said. "It's been that kind of year." She laughed—actually laughed, quick and surprised, like the sound had caught even her off guard. It was such an ordinary, unguarded thing that something in my chest ached at hearing it, some old grief and new hope tangled together too closely to separate. "Can I ask you somethi
Rohan's POV The wounded still hadn't finished healing when the argument over patrol assignments started, and I should have known, looking back, that exhaustion and grief make terrible company for anyone trying to keep their temper in check. "We can't spare men for the western routes and the eastern watch both," I said, for what felt like the third time in as many minutes. "Not with the numbers we lost. We prioritize the direction the last assault actually came from." "Convenient," Sedric said, loud enough now that half the yard had stopped to listen, "that the direction you want prioritized happens to be the one that makes you look decisive, while the rest of us are left exposed on the side you're not bothering to defend." "That's not what this is." "Isn't it?" He stepped closer, something finally uncoiling in him that had been coiled tight for months. "You've had this pack eating out of your hand since the Alphas left. Everyone falling over themselves to thank you for holding t
Tyler's POV The silence in that clearing lasted long enough that I started counting my own heartbeats just to have something to do besides watch their faces. I'd known this moment was coming since the day I understood what I actually was—not a wolf who'd simply come into some unusual strength, but something older stitched into my bloodline, something with wings and light and a name I'd never once said out loud to anyone, not even Rebecca. I'd told myself, for years, that the day it finally showed itself would be the day I lost whatever I'd managed to build. Pack. Family. Her. Standing there, wings still half-faded, I braced for exactly that. Matthew was the first to move, and his face wasn't easy to read—not fear exactly, not anger either, something more complicated tangled up under his usual bluntness. "What are you," he said. He didn't sound cruel, just direct, the way he was about everything, demanding an answer his mind hadn't caught up to processing yet. "The same person I
Kael's POV I didn't feel like walking back toward the mansion's main hall after training that morning, not with the memory of Rohan and Lira's laughter still sitting somewhere behind my ribs, uninvited and unwelcome company. So I walked the other direction instead, toward the east wing, and somehow, without quite deciding to, ended up outside Lily's door again. She was sitting by the window this time, sunlight catching her hair, looking more like an ordinary child than I'd seen her look in months. "Kael," she said, glancing up. "You look tired." "I am." I leaned against the doorframe. "You look better today." "I feel—" She paused, considering it seriously, the way she considered most things now. "Clearer. A little." Then, without any warning at all, her brow furrowed, and she asked, "Why does everyone call me Lily? I don't think that's actually my name." I didn't have an answer ready. I stood there a moment,
Rebecca's POV Camille found me on the mansion steps a few days after the assault, a cup of something warm in each hand, and settled beside me without asking whether I wanted the company. "You look like you haven't slept," she said, handing me one of the cups. "Small war does that." I meant it half as a joke. It didn't land as one. "Jeremy's men keep testing the borders. Nothing big enough to call a battle, just enough to remind us he hasn't forgotten we exist." "And you're expected to carry all of that. Not just fight it—carry it." Camille continued. Something soft and sad moved across her face. "I keep forgetting, some days, that the girl I used to braid hair with is the same person holding an entire war on her shoulders now." "I'm not holding it alone." I replied. "I know. I still think about it, though. What it must be like, waking up every day already behind on a fight you
Selene's POVI spent most of the day watching Garrick teach frightened people how to survive without him, and told myself the strange warmth in my chest watching it was just relief that he'd chosen differently this time.I found him near the well as the light started failing, the girl trailing a step behind me, quieter than she'd been all day."I want to try something," I said. "If you're willing."She nodded, though something wary had crept into her expression. "You think the thinness is connected to a name. That's what you've been circling all afternoon.""You really do hear people's thoughts.""Not all of them. Just the loud ones." A tired half-smile. "Yours have been loud since the village."I raised both hands, murmuring something low and careful, the same working I'd used on every disturbed grave for weeks now. "Most magic responds to inten
Rebecca’s POV‘No, no, I see you stop!’ Another bad dream, I woke up drenched in sweat and with the urgent need to gulp a glass of water. This was the third time I had such a terrifying dream. It was the middle of the night, and everywhere was quiet. The only sound being made was the sound of a dis
Rebecca’s POVI couldn't stop staring at him. He was undoubtedly more handsome than the last time I saw him. His brown hair was wet, which gave off the fact that he had just taken a bath. His strong masculine scent was quite literally breathtaking. “Rebecca?” My thoughts halted, and I came right b
Rebecca’s POV“Rebecca, wake up, you can sleep through a storm.” My mother opened up the curtains and exposed my room to sunlight. She wouldn't understand that I spent the whole night thinking about the mating proposal I got from Tyler.Tyler wanted to mate with me? Why? He bullied me when we were
Alpha Kings POV“There are rumours about it,” One of the Advisers said. The Alpha Kings sat on their thrones listening to the report. “We need accurate information, not speculation,” Matthew said sternly.“The possibility of war happening is greater than it not happening,” another adviser said, a







