Owen’s claws were out, only… now Abigail’s were too.There eyes flicked up at the sound of our footsteps, and the pitying look he gave me made my stomach turn.Abigail’s claws instantly retracted, “Mommy?”“What are you doing here?” I demanded, my voice tight with both confusion and fury. “Get over
LaurenThe plane hums gently beneath us, a constant low vibration that lulls my tense muscles, but the restlessness in my chest refuses to fade. The world outside the window is a blur of clouds, white and endless, stretching into infinity. It’s a view I should be able to appreciate—one that should
He exhales a slow breath, his gaze unwavering. “You couldn’t have. Your family kept their secrets buried. That’s why it’s so dangerous. Someone’s going to want our kids, and they’ll stop at nothing to get them. That’s all that matters now. How we can do right by them.”I nod again, but the uncertain
LaurenThe fluorescent lights of the hospital buzzed softly, a sound I usually drowned out in the chaos of my shifts. But tonight, it was all I could hear.The rhythm of my heartbeat, steady yet troubled, echoed in my ears as I sat hunched over my desk, staring at the blank page in front of me. My m
Lauren My office smelled of old books and ink, the air thick with something unspoken as Liam leaned against the desk, just a little too close. I should’ve expected it from him—he had a habit of ignoring personal space, especially when he thought he had the upper hand.“What do you mean?” I bristled
Lauren The mansion was silent at midnight, the kind of heavy quiet that made every creak in the floorboards feel like a scream. I exhaled slowly, easing open the window of my bedroom, the cool night air brushing against my skin.I was already dressed in black—typical, I know, but sneaking out requi
I set my jaw. “I do.”“Right, but I’m saying this will hurt. I’ve been there. It’s not an easy fix. We don’t even know if it’s a fix. This is a guess.”I hesitated. But I needed to be able to shift to protect the kids. In an emergency, I couldn’t afford to be weak. And that wasn’t all of it.It was
Lauren The little red pill sat in the center of my palm, looking entirely too innocent for something that promised a week of pain and chaos.Liam’s words echoed in my head: “Take one every morning. And… hold on.” Not exactly comforting instructions.I exhaled, rolled my shoulders, and swallowed it
“Wait, what?” I blinked, not entirely understanding. “What do you mean, not one of us?”Theo’s smirk grew. “Not one of your family’s pack, Abigail. There are some bloodlines stronger than others. Some are... legendary.”Owen and I shot eachother a wary glance. The moutain visit. Our blood.Owen’s fa
AbigailI was so ready to figure this mystery out.We were in our usual hideout—a massive fort constructed in our room, the pillows and cushions build tall and hide—filled to the brim with toys and light up by a small portable lap. It was my favorite place to vent about absolutely everything, and to
Worst of all, he was right.A sickening wave of guilt crashed over me. It wasn’t about him. It was me—my own weakness. The way I’d let everything spiral out of control, let myself be influenced and now…I swallowed hard, feeling the weight of every unspoken word lodged in my throat. My lips parted,
Lauren Liam left with all the dramatics of a man who knew exactly how to piss off Alexander. A slow, taunting exit, the ghost of a smirk on his face like he had won something. He even had the audacity to wink.The second the door clicked shut, I felt it—the air shifting. Heavy. Charged.My head was
“Well, don’t you two look cozy,” Liam mused, his eyes flicking between us before landing squarely on me. “I was beginning to think you weren’t going to wake up.”“Liam,” Alexander growled, already swinging his legs over the side of the bed. “Get out.”“Sorry, can’t,” Liam said smoothly. “Business.”
LaurenPain.That was the first thing I registered. A dull, aching soreness that settled deep in my muscles like I had run a marathon, fought a war, and then been hit by a truck for good measure. My body felt...off. Like I wasn’t quite put together right, like my bones didn’t fit inside my skin prop
But she didn’t.Her teeth sank even deeper, and the pain spiked, blinding me for a moment. I shook my head, trying to clear the fog, my body thrashing beneath her, trying to free myself without breaking her apart in the process.But it wasn’t enough.Her jaw deepened it’s hold on me, and I knew in a
AlexanderThe moment we hit the tree line, I shifted, my body snapping, twisting, reshaping in a way that should be painful but wasn’t. A familiar rush of heat, the pull of instinct taking over, and suddenly I was running on all fours—massive, powerful, my black fur blending into the night.Beside m
AlexanderThe moment I stepped into the clearing, I knew something was wrong.Lauren’s scent was thick in the air, but beneath it—beneath the sweat, the earth, the raw, electric energy—there was pain.And then I heard her scream.The sound gutted me.“What the hell is going on?” My voice boomed as I