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"Kaelen, I gave you a direct alpha command! Get her to the cells! Protect the seal!" The sled skidded to a violent halt at the base of the watchtower, throwing up a massive cloud of white powder. Moana didn't wait for Kaelen to clear the path or help her down; she vaulted over the wooden siding, her boots sinking knee-deep into the white drift before she lunged toward the wooden stairs leading up to the catwalk.

“No, back there. But if you don’t mind the drive…” “I don’t mind,” he said quietly. With every mile that passed, Lily relaxed a little more. anthony did too. Were the turquoise water and pure blue sky as soothing to him as to her? Did he enjoy that feeling of open space as much as she did? Hotels and condos choked the first part of the coast, but once they passed the high-end resort at Kapalua Bay, it was all open country again. On Moraji’s inland, mauka side, the slopes climbed higher and higher, reaching into a veil of clouds. Out to the makai side was the beautiful scoop of Honolua Bay, and out in the distance, the long, sleek shape of Molokai.

"Santa monica? Is it okay to take Alaric to the beach?" "The beach? What is the beach, Mom?" asked Alarik innocently, the boy looked alternately at his mother and Archi, waiting for an answer to his question. Alea immediately laughed, Alaric's question really tickled her stomach, she rarely took Alarik for a walk because she was busy. Even though Santa Monica beach is not too far from downtown, where she lives. "Okay, let's go! Let's see the beach." Alea agreed to Archi's invitation, Alarik cheered happily while jumping on the couch. Archi and Alea laughed at him, Alarik could even feel happy without knowing what a beach was.

POV: Clayton The moon is a sliver of silver hanging over the Napali Coast as I pull the truck into the empty lot near Hanalei Pier. It’s nearly 11:30 PM. The world is quiet, save for the rhythmic, low growl of the surf.

He nods at Calvin and I see Calvin’s eyes go unfocused. “Alpha Mahli is due to arrive tomorrow morning. Your flight is leaving the airport at 6am, making sure you are long gone before he gets here. He is scheduled to leave Sunday evening, but just in case, your flight does not return until Monday afternoon. If something changes, I will call you and delay your return. I don’t have to tell you to keep Lily away from other packs. I chose the Boothbay Pack because they are used to hosting tourists and have a large human population around them. It should be fairly easy for you to stay under the radar.” As he finishes, there is a knock at the door. Calvin opens it and Lily and Calista come in. Lil

Hawaii, United States The honeymoon suite was one of the best in the hotel she had made a reservation at. Emma sighed as she took off the wildflower lei they had given her at the airport. She checked the itinerary, which was mostly designed for couples by default, but she decided to request a new one that would cater to her solo adventure. She wanted to do things on her own and explore each activity individually. The first one on the list was the surface diving adventure in Molokini aboard the Calypso. It promised an up-close encounter with Hawaiian green sea turtles, breakfast, and lunch served while sailing along the coast, and the catamaran even had water slides. However, Emma had no inte

ISLA'S POV January 20, 2026. 5:00 AM. The temporary tactical office freezes at this hour, dawn just bruising the East River with a sickly gray light. I am seated at the desk, the calculator on my phone glowing in the dim room. Charter flight to Portland: $4,800. Boat rental to Morrison: $600. Total required: $5,400. I swipe to my personal banking app. The number stares back, unblinking and pathetic.

I said against his mouth. "Six weeks," he confirmed. "And Monaco straight after." "The boat is already booked." I pulled back far enough to look at him. "You actually booked the boat." "Two weeks. Harbour view. Deck space big enough for the twins, Lily, Ethan and Faith. They can come the second week." He was completely serious. "I booked it the night of the first facility breach. I needed something real to look forward to." "Show me," I said. He picked up his phone, opened a booking confirmation, and held it up. A boat. A harbour. Fourteen days starting the week after Barcelona.

Amelie’s POV The next five days flew by. We climbed Diamond Head, went on a sunset cruise, visited Makapuu lighthouse, and learned to surf at Waikiki Beach. We also did a catamaran tour from Honolulu and saw humpback whales, sea turtles, and dolphins. Supposedly, that’s the trifecta of sea animals off the shore. My favorite day, though, was when we rented a car and drove around the island. We stopped at beautiful Waimanalo Beach, visited the macadamia nut farm, ate at Giovanni’s Shrimp Truck, and hiked in Waimea Valley. Now, here we are, packing up our suitcases to head to Maui. I need to mention I had to buy an extra two suitcases because I bought so many things to take home, or should I sa