AvaI paced my cell, my bare feet cold against the stone floor. My mind raced, trying to make sense of it all. Surely, Winston wouldn’t actually sentence us to death. It seemed impossible that a modern-day Alpha, no matter how old-fashioned, would resort to such extreme measures.But the cold fury i
“I thought I’d lost you,” I murmured into his chest.He pulled back, cupping my face in his hands. “Never.”The maid cleared her throat softly. “We need to keep moving.”We hurried down the tunnel, the flickering torchlight casting eerie shadows on the rough stone walls. The air grew colder as we de
AvaIt was only as the first light of dawn began to break through the trees that Chris and I finally dared to slow our pace to a walk. We had been running for hours, our wolf forms carrying us far from the danger of Winston’s castle, and hadn’t stopped running, even when the guards had given up thei
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, we crossed into Moonstone pack lands and I finally felt like I could breathe. As we pulled up to the front of my little cottage, I felt tears of relief prick at the backs of my eyes.Home. We were finally home. And the blight hadn’t ravaged it yet.I practi
AvaChris kicked the door open, sending it banging against the wall with a loud crash. I couldn’t help but giggle and smack him playfully on the arm as he carried me into the bedroom.“Hey,” I laughed, “watch it. You’d better not leave a hole in my wall.”Chris merely smirked, setting me down on the
AvaI lay with my head on Chris’s chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. The stress and fear of the past few days seemed to melt away in the comfort of our bed, replaced by a deep sense of contentment. Chris’s fingers lazily traced patterns on my bare shoulder, sending pleasant shiv
Chris grinned. “Well, for starters, I think we should take you to the clinic for a checkup as soon as we can. Get some advice on having a healthy pregnancy at your age. Maybe start you on some prenatal vitamins.”I couldn’t help but laugh. “Look at you, all prepared. I like this attentive side of yo
AvaThe harsh plasticky crinkle of the hazmat suit was the only sound that filled my ears as we stepped into the deathly-silent Packhouse. The familiar scent of wood and pack life was overwhelmed by the acrid smell of decay and chemicals, even through the plastic shield covering my face.My eyes wid