Lauren The sink was full again.No matter how bad your day was the task of chores never, just, get’s done. It’s weird, I blinked and suddenly I didn’t make my mom picking up after me, and I was one.A good one? Well, that felt up to debate lately.I let the water run, watching the steam curl upward
She glanced up, her golden eyes bright, before tilting the page toward me.Red hair.Tall frame.A face with sharp features, sketched with more care than the others.My stomach dropped.Theo.I forced my expression to stay neutral, but something in me went taut. “That’s… very detailed,” I said caref
Lauren The hallway outside Alexander’s office was quiet, save for the faint hum of voices drifting up from downstairs. Dark wood lined the walls, soaking up the chandelier light, making everything feel dimmer, heavier.We hadn’t really talked since everything happened—aside from dinner, and even th
His eyes darkened. “And you’re not?”My breath hitched. “Of course I am!”“Then why the hell did you let him—?”He stopped like he already knew the answer but I continued anyways.“It wasn’t like that and you know it.”His fingers drummed against the desk, a sharp, frustrated sound. “So explain it t
Abigail Sneaking into the prison basement was easier tonight, the guard more then clocked. It was a lot like trying to tiptoe past a sleeping guard dog while wearing bells on your shoes. Not impossible, but definitely not smart.The hallway held that smelled like damp stone and something metallic—b
Theo looked like he wanted to say more, but before he could, footsteps echoed down the stairs.My heart lurched. Crap.Without thinking, I darted behind a stack of crates, pressing myself into the shadows as the footsteps grew closer. Theo’s expression shifted instantly, going from teasing to unread
AlexanderI sat down in the metal chair across from the cage, the hard, cold surface digging into my back. The fluorescent light above flickered, casting long shadows on the concrete walls.The basement smelled like damp stone, mildew, and something older, something darker. The same smell that had l
“You don’t need an arm to tell me the truth, kid,” I growled, my grip tightening, my face inches from his. “And with someone as small as you, it wouldn’t take much to snap.”I wouldn’t, but the boy didn’t need to know that.Theo’s breath hitched again, but his smirk never wavered. “You’re a real pie
Lauren That night was cold. The house, the air, even the silence between us—cold. Most of all, the words we weren’t saying chilled more than the ones we did.We slept in separate rooms after the rogues left, the weight of their visit settling over the house like frost.Theo was that rogue’s son. An
Grimmaw chuckled darkly, the sound reverberating in the air. “Is that so? I think you’ll find that the rules of your little kingdom don’t mean much to me anymore.”I took a step forward, my eyes locked on his, a growl rising in my chest. “You’re trespassing, Grimmaw. This is my land now, and I won’t
AlexanderRouges had entered our territory, and the pack was on high alert.Owen and I left the cellar in an instant, collecting Lauren and Abigail to the front of the mannor as Miles and a few other pack members approached.“There coming from the east,” Miles met my side, his eyes wide. “But they a
“You don’t need an arm to tell me the truth, kid,” I growled, my grip tightening, my face inches from his. “And with someone as small as you, it wouldn’t take much to snap.”I wouldn’t, but the boy didn’t need to know that.Theo’s breath hitched again, but his smirk never wavered. “You’re a real pie
AlexanderI sat down in the metal chair across from the cage, the hard, cold surface digging into my back. The fluorescent light above flickered, casting long shadows on the concrete walls.The basement smelled like damp stone, mildew, and something older, something darker. The same smell that had l
Theo looked like he wanted to say more, but before he could, footsteps echoed down the stairs.My heart lurched. Crap.Without thinking, I darted behind a stack of crates, pressing myself into the shadows as the footsteps grew closer. Theo’s expression shifted instantly, going from teasing to unread
Abigail Sneaking into the prison basement was easier tonight, the guard more then clocked. It was a lot like trying to tiptoe past a sleeping guard dog while wearing bells on your shoes. Not impossible, but definitely not smart.The hallway held that smelled like damp stone and something metallic—b
His eyes darkened. “And you’re not?”My breath hitched. “Of course I am!”“Then why the hell did you let him—?”He stopped like he already knew the answer but I continued anyways.“It wasn’t like that and you know it.”His fingers drummed against the desk, a sharp, frustrated sound. “So explain it t
Lauren The hallway outside Alexander’s office was quiet, save for the faint hum of voices drifting up from downstairs. Dark wood lined the walls, soaking up the chandelier light, making everything feel dimmer, heavier.We hadn’t really talked since everything happened—aside from dinner, and even th