It was tucked away in the corner, almost hidden, and the sight of it sent a strange pang through my chest. Slowly, I reached up and pulled it down, the cardboard flaking slightly under my fingers. It wasn’t labeled, but something about it felt… important. I carried it to the bed and sat down, my h
Raven My footsteps echoed faintly against the hardwood floors as I quickly moved from room to room, hastily stuffing what few clothes and essentials I might need for a quick journey into a travel bag. The pendant from my mother’s letter glinted faintly in the afternoon light, hanging around my nec
Neil The stone floor was unforgiving as I hit it for the second time, the rough surface scraping against my cheek. I spat a wad of blood out onto the ground, my arms twisting violently against the iron grips of the warriors holding me down. I fought like hell—had been fighting like hell since th
Third Person The battlefield was chaos. Ember moved like a well-oiled machine through the fray, her twin daggers flashing in the smoky air as she dispatched another rogue. Blood spattered her face, the metallic tang sharp on her tongue as she spun to deflect a clawed swipe aimed at her throat, b
“No,” Ember said fiercely, her eyes blazing. “We’re not leaving you.” “You have to,” Eric said, his voice barely above a whisper. “If you don’t, we’ve already lost. You said so yourself.” “Eric.” Castor came skidding to a halt beside them and dropped to his knees with a thud, reaching out to sco
RavenThe day I realized that my assistant Dani was copying my entire life on social media, I couldn’t have been more disgusted.My name is Raven. I am a werewolf model, and a perfume brand entrepreneur. Dani was not just my assistant, but also my best friend—which was a rare thing in the world of f
RavenThe sun was blinding as I cracked my eyes open, but was quickly blotted out by a tall form stepping into view. I squinted, shielding my eyes with my arm as I looked up at him.“Oh, thank goodness,” I began. “I-I think my helicopter crashed—”“I can see that.”The tall form’s voice was gruff, d
Neil & RavenNeilMy senses had to have been deceiving me.This woman was my mate? This… frail, skinny little thing was the one who was tied to my soul?I almost laughed out loud at the notion.“It’s true,” I felt my wolf’s familiar voice echo inside of my skull. “She is our mate. Can’t you feel it?
“No,” Ember said fiercely, her eyes blazing. “We’re not leaving you.” “You have to,” Eric said, his voice barely above a whisper. “If you don’t, we’ve already lost. You said so yourself.” “Eric.” Castor came skidding to a halt beside them and dropped to his knees with a thud, reaching out to sco
Third Person The battlefield was chaos. Ember moved like a well-oiled machine through the fray, her twin daggers flashing in the smoky air as she dispatched another rogue. Blood spattered her face, the metallic tang sharp on her tongue as she spun to deflect a clawed swipe aimed at her throat, b
Neil The stone floor was unforgiving as I hit it for the second time, the rough surface scraping against my cheek. I spat a wad of blood out onto the ground, my arms twisting violently against the iron grips of the warriors holding me down. I fought like hell—had been fighting like hell since th
Raven My footsteps echoed faintly against the hardwood floors as I quickly moved from room to room, hastily stuffing what few clothes and essentials I might need for a quick journey into a travel bag. The pendant from my mother’s letter glinted faintly in the afternoon light, hanging around my nec
It was tucked away in the corner, almost hidden, and the sight of it sent a strange pang through my chest. Slowly, I reached up and pulled it down, the cardboard flaking slightly under my fingers. It wasn’t labeled, but something about it felt… important. I carried it to the bed and sat down, my h
Raven The box was heavier than I expected. The ashes inside seemed to weigh more than my father ever did in life, and the idea of him reduced to this—just powder and bone fragments—made my throat tighten. I swallowed hard as I held the urn against my chest, my hands trembling. The nurse who ha
Neil The cold wind bit at my skin as the Lycan kingdom slowly came into view, its jagged peaks silhouetted against the pale morning sky. My heart was a stone lodged deep in my chest, heavy and unyielding. Each mile closer to home twisted my chest even tighter, but I forced myself forward. There
A note. My fingers shook as I picked it up, instantly recognizing Neil’s handwriting—he always wrote in all capital letters, like he was shouting. I swallowed hard and began to read. “Raven, There was an attack on the village last night—they breached the castle walls. During the attack, Serena
Raven The morning sunlight streamed through the heavy curtains, warming my skin as I stretched lazily, a small smile curling at my lips. For the first time in what felt like forever, I woke up without the weight of the world pressing down on my chest. Last night had been… spectacular, to say the