All Chapters of The Lost Pack: Chapter 311 - Chapter 320

I catch myself smiling. Jax and I watched a movie yesterday while he was feeling ill, one of those old ones with fairies and pirates. He’d fallen asleep halfway through, but I’d stayed up watching it just to see how it ended. There was a scene where the fairy lit up the dark, fierce and stubborn and

Now it’s like something’s shifting in me. I don’t know whether that should scare me or reassure me. Maybe it’s a side effect of this new gift pulsing under my skin. Or maybe I’m finally learning to trust the people around me. To believe that I don’t always have to hold everything together on my own

That explanation sits uneasily in my chest. “Then why did I see a man kneeling by the creek? And hunters, I remember that clearly. But there’s no one here.”“Visions don’t always show things as they are,” Ronnie says. His tone softens. “They speak in symbols. The figures you saw might not have been

Ryder goes to her first. I hang back, giving them space, but my focus doesn’t leave her. His hand cups the back of her neck, his voice low. I don’t listen to the words, not because I can’t, but because his tone is private, and I respect that, but I can feel the bond between them settle.I let out a

“Jax is still sleeping.”I nod, glancing at the clock. It’s barely 8 AM, and so much has happened already.Poppy studies me quietly for a moment. She’s never needed words to see through me; she just knows. It’s both comforting and infuriating sometimes.“What happened out there?” she asks finally. “