LOGINI swiveled toward Neo, focused, stretched –Maybe too eager this time.When I blinked, my view was limited to Neo’s chest, my nose right against the shirt he had found in the closet of the cabin, when we both decided his clothes from the tomb were beyond repair.Tilting my head up, I looked straight
Zora’s POVIn the morning, the rain had cleared. Neo had gone out, returning with more game before I had even awoken, so as I blinked my eyes opened, he had breakfast already roasting over the fire.My clothes were dried, gently folded, and placed in a pile near my head. Even my bra and panties were
Zora’s POVAs the evening wore on, my eyelids drooped, but I couldn’t find sleep even when I tried. I was close to the fire, resting on furs, and thanks to Neo, I had food in my belly. But, even as comfortable as I should have been, I found myself shivering with cold.Though the fire at my front was
Valentin’s POVWith tidings as ill as they were, Victoria and Valentin couldn’t talk about things openly, so they went to Valentin’s office, which he had left warded and protected. There, they would not be overheard.There, Valentin told Victoria all that occurred, with some exception for privacy’s
Max’s POVMax hadn’t made it far from his initial starting point before he had to stop and try to grab hold of the mating bond again. Closing his eyes, with his hand over his heart, he meditated, trying to manifest the bond in his mind’s eye as a rope, a tether, guiding his heart to Zora.With progr
“I’m not doing that. I’m going to follow the bond.”“You can still feel it?” Thorne asked him. “Enough to follow it?”Max pressed his hand to his chest. “I think so.”“She’s nowhere close to us,” Valentin said. “If you go blindly, it could take you days if not weeks to find her.”“Then I had better
Then next morning, I trekked across campus with my hoodie over my head. I arrived at the gym a little past seven to see Valentin standing on the middle of a sparring mat. His arms were crossed over his chest and he looked anything but pleased. “You’re late,” he bit out. “Sorry,” I shrugged my ho
Thorne Thorne Blythwitch had dreamed about his mate since he was a young boy. It was hard not to when his live had been so miserable as a boy. A mother dead when he was eleven and a father who couldn’t give two shits about him. Flash forward and he was then sixteen, with no parents at all and nowh
Rigert and Hanson burst into laughter. I scrambled to get up on all fours. I barked at them, teeth bared. They both scramble backwards as I inched closer to them. Then, Kairos stepped in front of them. I felt my ears go back, submissively. Kairos crossed his arms over his chest and glared down at me
I was about to leave class, blissfully unbothered and conversing with Loren when I felt a hand on my elbow. I whipped around, eyes wide and hands coming up to fight. I was shocked to see Thorne standing behind me, hands up in defense. “Gods above,” he hissed. He dropped his hands. “Are you always







