29-BREAK HER

“Remind me where we are going again?” Arthur called, his voice carrying easily over the engine.“Back to the crash site,” I shouted without slowing. “Hangman’s Bend. I wanna check it out for myself.”He didn’t hesitate, just swung onto his bike and kicked it to life, falling in beside me.I glanced over, something sharp and reckless rose in me.“Race you to the bend, old man. Let’s see if you still got it.”There was a flicker in his expression, not quite a smile.“I bet you still take corners too wide.”I looked over at him, grinning.“Just quit complaining and try to keep up.”I took off before he could answer, pushing the bike harder than I needed to, the engine roaring beneath me as the road stretched out ahead, narrow and dark, the trees pressing in on either side in a way that made the whole bend feel tighter than it should.The ride should have cleared my head, but it didn’t.Every thought circled back to the same place, to the same knot that refused to loosen no matter how I p

Last Updated : 2026-05-07

30-CRAWL

My energy sparked beneath my skin, pushing out in little bursts that went nowhere. The thing behind me had my throat locked tight. Its arm was locked across my throat, hard enough to make every breath a struggle, and every time I tried to force power through my hands, the skinwalker adjusted its grip as if it could feel the energy building in me before I could let it loose. It had me imprisoned. Arthur had gone very still. The skinwalker’s foul breath brushed past my ear. “Stay where you are, old wolf,” it warned, its voice sliding between tones, never settling long enough to belong to anyone. “Or I will break her in two.” Arthur looked at me for half a second. “Please,” he said, his voice calm. “You don’t want her. Take me instead.” The creature gave a low laugh, which sounded wrong enough to crawl across my skin. “You offer yourself too quickly. She must be even more valuable than I thought.” “Arthur,” I forced out, but the skinwalker’s hold tightened and stole the rest of

Last Updated : 2026-05-09

31-TIRED OF THE NIGHT

Lyon came out of the trees with Brian half-draped against him, and the look on his face told me the night wasn’t finished taking pieces out of us.Brian was alive.That should have been enough.It wasn’t.His eyes were too wide, his face streaked with dirt, one hand clamped around Lyon’s jacket as if letting go would send him straight back into whatever nightmare had found him at Hangman’s Bend.“Dave?” I asked, my voice rougher than I wanted it to be.Lyon’s gaze landed on me, and for the first time since I’d met him, that big alpha confidence had something pained running through it.“He’s back there,” he said. “Small shed off the old service track. They’ve been hiding in it. Dave’s alive, but his leg is broken, and moving him wrong will make it worse.”Relief hit so hard my knees almost gave.“So he’s okay?” I breathed.Lyon didn’t answer fast enough.Arthur noticed too.“What aren’t you saying?” Arthur asked.Lyon looked from me to him, jaw tight. “From what they’ve managed to say,

Last Updated : 2026-05-10

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29-BREAK HER

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31-TIRED OF THE NIGHT