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I find it hard to swallow, so I gently set my fork down on my plate and reach for my grapefruit juice instead. Hannah shifts in her seat again. “Then everything just felt–well, blurry. Then I heard Cassian’s voice in my ear. He told me he was so sorry, that he was sorry for everything, that he couldn’t save me, that it took so long to find me. I remember a pinch on my neck.” She reaches up to stroke her fingers over the scar, her eyes darkening. “Then I felt like I was being pulled apart. Everything was black, then my vision burst with light before it faded again.”

The smell of wet forest after a long rain and sun heated honey, wakes me from my sleep. I don’t know how many times I’ve tried to escape by now, but nothing I do seems to work. More and more wolves are going missing, if Tam’s growing hysteria is anything to go by.

An intense wave of heat stroked her skin. Behind Lawrence , someone cried out. The cry was followed by another, and then another, and then a whole chorus of voices crying out. Something was burning. It was acrid and choking and turned her stomach instantly. Then, in the corner of her vision, there was an explosion of flame, right where Zotz had been standing a moment before. The boom knocked her backward, and she turned away from the burning brightness of Daniel, coughing on the black ash and bitter smoke. Hanhau was gone, the ground where shed stood scorched black. The gap-toothed man was hiding his face, trying hard not to look at Daniels radiance. But it was irresistible. Lawrence watche

The mist curled low between the trees, it was foggy, swallowing the world in silence. Irvine tried to breathe it in, let the calm settle her, but something about the woods made her restless. Every rustle, every snap of a twig, they rang louder than it should. Her ears caught sounds farther away than possible: the flutter of birds high inthe sky, the tiny footsteps of a rabbit beneath roots. Her senses were sharper, too sharp. Garrick dismounted first, tying his harnesses to a branch with practiced ease. “The tracks will be fresher deeper in,” he murmured, his tone low but hungry. “Stay close.”

Saska whispered, her eyes wide and filled with fear, as though she feared I might erupt violently. My jaw clenched, my teeth pressing together so hard I felt the pressure in my skull. The hurt was familiar, but beneath it, a scorching anger surged, a wildfire that no words could douse. I had learned to endure verbal slights, to endure coldness, to swallow humiliation silently, but this, this blatant, intimate violation of our home, of my life, was a different kind of affront. I could not let it pass.

A lowly Omega? I've heard of imprinting before, could that be what just happened...? It's a rare phenomenon, from what I understand. Something that happens when two wolf soul mates meet. Could it be? Is it possible? Or is it just my imagination? I'm so confused. My head is all over the place. "Hannah," my friend Sarah whispers. I look up to see everyone is beginning to file inside. "Come on," she says, beckoning. I hurry to catch up to them, eager to see the Alpha who has made my whole body tremble with need again.

’ Shanika’s POV All I could see was fire—raging flames swallowing buildings whole, their hungry crackle drowning out the screams of terrified pack members. Smoke curled into the sky, thick and suffocating, blinding my vision as I stumbled forward. A child’s cry cut through the chaos. I turned sharply and spotted a little girl, no older than four, standing alone in the middle of the burning street, her tear-streaked face illuminated by the flames. I ran to her. “Where’s your mother?” I asked, crouching to her level.

Too close, I could feel the heat. The firemen still weren't here. This might just be it. My eyes began to dim, and I resigned, leaving things in the hands of fate. Then I heard it. That deep voice that I can recognize even with half my brain being active. It was Adam…I think. I hope I wasn't just imagining this. “Hannah?” He shouted, running up. I could answer; my body was too weak to respond, but luckily the smoke did it for me. It choked my nose, causing me to cough. He must have heard it.

SIERRA Under the silver gaze of the full moon, I stood at the edge of the cliff, the wind whispering through my hair. The earth pulsed beneath my bare feet, the sky humming above me, and for the first time in my life, I felt… complete. Whole. Changed. The wildfire that had been tearing through the eastern ridge came into view—an angry wave of orange and red, devouring everything in its path. Trees cracked and fell, animals fled in panic, and the smoke turned the sky black. It roared like a beast let loose, wild and unstoppable.

After we got ourselves cleaned up and ready for the day, we got on out way, an unexpected rocky part of the forest. “Do you really know this forest?” I asked Hannah, feeling a little uncomfortable as she led us through a rocky part. She stopped walking and spun around to look at me. “Having trust issues?” I opened to mouth to speak, but she wagged her index finger in my face. “Say nothing, Val. Griffins aren’t exactly trustworthy. I’m certain you’re thinking exactly that.” “She actually knows.” Azura spoke under her breath. “I heard that.” Hannah pointed a finger at her, eyes narrowing to slits.