Nyaxia Series Novels & Stories

The valley house had a way of feeling like the safest place on earth, even when everything beyond it was falling apart. I sat on the porch steps—Aiden—watching Aria out in the yard. Sixteen now. Tall and fierce like her mother, silver-gold hair tied back messily from training. Her arms were stretched wide, eyes closed, face tight with focus as she tried to pull just a little wind. Gentle. Controlled. Nyx stepped out quietly, coffee mugs in her hands, her belly round and heavy at eight months now—our fourth pup growing strong. She handed me one and sat beside me, resting her head on my shoulder.