LOGINAstaroth POVPerched on a ridge above the packhouse, I sat like a shadow stretched long by twilight—still, silent, soaked in rot and thought. The trees around me stood bare and brittle, stripped of bark, stinking of sulfur and secrets. I watched them. The packhouse stood like a monument of misplaced
Knox POVMy father's words hung in the air like smoke."She's not fooling me," my once-father muttered, stepping closer. "I see her. I see through all of you.""Pa," Kane replied coldly, his tone firm, a warning wrapped in ice. A warning Leigh ignored as his gaze narrowed in on my angel.The air in
Kane POVThe kitchen had never felt smaller. Tension bled from every surface, thickening the air, coiling like smoke. I leaned against the edge of the island, one eye on Charlotte—who sat pale but stubborn beside the stove—and the other on the ticking clock. The steady hum of the refrigerator was th
"I'm getting water," I muttered, needing something to do. My back ached. My hips screamed. I was one emotionally frazzled breath away from punching someone."I'll get it." Liam moved toward me, brushing his knuckles across my forehead with a frown. "You're hot.""She's fine." Knox growled."No, she'
Lottie POV"Seems we can't have one peaceful morning," Knox grumbled, dragging a shirt over his head. The bitterness in his tone wasn't aimed at me—but at the world, maybe. I reached out, brushing my fingers over his hand as he adjusted the hem."Soon, we'll have all the time in the world." I tried
"I didn't get anything," I confirmed, shooting a quick look at Liam, to see him checking his phone for the millionth time this hour."He mindlinked the entire pack last night—" She shifted her weight, and her confusion quickly turned to alarm. "Everyone was told we were under attack. Apparently, he'
Knox POV "Knox.. she just needs time." Kane tried to say, but even I heard how weak it sounded. Looking down at my Father, I tried to imagine just for a moment what Ma was going through; the man in my brother's arms wasn't just our Father. He was her mate! And he was gone... potentially at the han
Kane POV Walking into my room, I felt the full force of the day crash down on me as the door closed behind me, my legs buckled, and I slid down the door to my ass, knees tucked up against me as I surrendered, allowing the emotions I had been holding at bay wipe out any barriers I had up. The tear
Lottie POV I never claimed to be a great interrogator, but I would be damned if these two got the better of me. Every ounce of suffering I felt through my mate bond was because of one of these two, and they would be paying for that. "In blood?!" Sage cackled, hopping from foot to foot inside my
Mike POV "Want me to kill him too?" The hooded figure asked Anthony, without looking over at me, simply nodding his head in my general direction. Given the blase edge to this stranger's tone and the boredom written across his features, I got the distinct feeling he was serious. "How much extra?"







