I can't apologize enough for disappearing. I know I can give a million excuses, but it won't do nearly as much as completing the book. Still, I apologize for going silent. My fiance has had severe health issues this last few months and I had to step back to not only take care of him but also deal with the financial burden. I honestly just didn't have the time or mental capacity during this. It was unprofessional to pause without notice however and I do sincerely apologize. All I can say within these next few weeks. This book will be completed. For every person who has shown support, thank you. To those who I have let down, I would never ask you to continue to support me, but do ask for your understanding. Once again, thank you to those who love this book and know it will not be left unfinished. Love, F.F

"What in the world," I started, barely able to finish my sentence as flocks of ravens burst from the trees. It was a tower of ebony, swirling in the night sky as they descended roughly on their talons. I had never witnessed so many birds in one place, and the way they stared at us was unnerving. Beady little eyes reflected back at me from the dense fog. They seemed to be watching my every move. There was something humane about their gaze too, weary. I felt frozen to the spot as they surrounded us. "What's going on?" I asked, expecting Angelica to fill me in any moment now. But there was silence. The witch beside me had that smug smile on her face, but her eyes screamed annoyance. I found it odd that I was beginning to actually understand her expressions. "Angelica?" I was trying to get her attention, but she wasn't in a hurry to answer. With a huff, I focused my gaze back on the weird scenario before me. The small birds were almost completely covered by the fog now, hopping for

My knees hit the dirt. My hands lay bare against the soil.Still, I'm unable to move as the blazing glory I had just witnessed vanished into the undisturbed blades of grass. There were no more screams, no more gut-wrenching sounds of blistering flesh. Just cicadas and a thundering pulse in my chest, pushing at the bounds of my mind. I was scared to move despite knowing exactly where I was.The smell in the air was undoubtedly the Aconite Pack territory. I was back.All the air seized from my lungs. My fingers trembled as I clutched at the grass, trying to catch my breath. The harbinger mark was still searing into my flesh. It felt like a hot brand of iron tearing through my skin, but it was nothing compared to the ache in my chest. I was back. But my mom. . . I caught Mrs. Pearl's scent on the wind, along with Angelica's. But I didn't budge an inch, not even when I heard someone kneel beside me.I felt frozen. Like my leg had snapped right along with hers, even though it was

Elijah Pov. “Here, we can talk more in private.” The door creaked open, damn near falling off its hinges despite the gentle push Zuri gave. "This is your, um, house?" I questioned at length, staring at the rundown building. It looked out of place in a city alive with technology. Tall buildings could be seen right outside of the alley, but here we were in front of a dingy, unlit shack. A part of me didn't want to ask about it, but when the wood teetered like a frail old man just from being touched, yeah, I had some concerns. I didn't want to offend her but I also didn't really want to die either. Zuri looked back at me over her shoulder scowling, “I said we were going to my place, didn’t I?” Her tone was laid back and drawled, but her eyes were like pin needles and fire. They told me to go kick rocks. I laughed, putting my hands up in surrender. “You did, but I just didn’t expect it to look like this…” I admitted slowly and her gaze only grew harsher. “You ca

Morax Pov. ‘Stay true to your position and stay out of sight. I’m on my way. Be safe.’ I sent out the signal, running as fast as my body would let me. Red fur blazed the trail ahead of me, blood matting both our coats while our paws thudded over the ground. The air was thick with tension tonight, a sense of gravity that tugged at our limbs while we broke the shackles. Just three more. It was so close I could taste it. ‘Are you sure we should be throwing another assault after our last two…? Can we really keep going for so long without rest?’ Green eyes pierced the darkness, and I followed Escha sharply around a corner. ‘Elijah knows where the Copse Alpha is, and as for Zander…well, it appears we don’t have to do anything at all.’ ‘How is that poss—ah…wait, Miqella?’ She said his name with understanding. ‘If anyone can deliver, it’s him.’ I echoed back, and I knew she wouldn’t respond. It went without saying that I trusted him never to fail; he was as stubborn as he was loyal. L