Eris Morn Novels & Stories

His gray eyes sparkle as he says something, but there’s no sound to the image. The scene fades to him on the front lawn, tossing Codi in the air and catching her while she squeals and giggles. Every time he catches her, he gives her a kiss on the nose, then tosses her up again. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him so happy. I look at my feet for a moment. Of all the werewolves, this is the one she thinks I would be a match with? It’s just Milo. Okay Kas, think. Eros? If memory serves me correctly, he is more commonly known as Cupid. I guess it would make sense that the Goddess of Love would know him. Regardless… Milo?

Helios revelled in the freedom, bounding after rabbits with the energy of a pup. Then, all at once, he stopped mid-stride. I froze with him, confusion flickering—until I caught the scent too. Eris. If we could smell her, then she could smell us, and the last thing we wanted right now was an encounter with her and Jessica. Helios bolted towards home, trying to outpace the situation. For a fleeting moment, I thought we might have been quick enough—until someone slammed into us with full force. Eris struck our chest with her paw, and I snapped my gaze to her. Her eyes were pine green, her coat glowing almost as red as Jessica’s hair in the sunlight. It was immediately clear that Jessica hadn’t