Enzo I took a deep breath, the crisp summer air and the scent of pine—a scent that I once associated with the comfort of being home in the werewolf realm, but now associated with pain and banishment—filling my lungs as I walked down the quiet street towards the town square. Mila’s voice echoed i
“Where’s that lovely wife of yours?” she asked. “Is she still sleeping in on a Saturday morning?” The words hit me like a punch to the gut, momentarily causing my breath to catch in my throat. I swallowed hard, my fingers tightening around the edge of the countertop as I struggled to find my voice
Nina I awoke with a sharp gasp, my heart pounding against the inside of my ribcage as the last remnants of my dream faded away. I could still see his face in front of me—Enzo’s. I could still see the way his eyes were filled with betrayal. It made me shudder, and instantly I knew that tonight wa
Nina I stared at Luke in stunned silence, his words echoing in my head. Enzo... with Mila? It made no sense, and yet, a tendril of dread snaked its way around my heart when I saw the look in Luke’s eyes. He knew what he had seen. “What are you talking about?”I finally managed, my voice tremb
Anger roiled inside of me at his words. “Do you even hear yourself?” I blurted out. “Mila has Enzo, dad. Mila. You know what she’s capable of.” “Of course I know what she’s capable of,” he replied, pulling his shoulders back so that his hulking form seemed to tower over me. “Which is precisely why
Enzo I lounged back on the plush chaise, idly running my fingers along the intricate embroidery as I gazed out over the deep, shimmering pools of water below. Mila’s palace really was a marvel, all glittering spires and soaring archways that seemed to defy the laws of physics itself, all nestled
Nina I stared down at the book in front of me, my breath catching in my throat as the strange blue glow intensified. The moonstone in my hand glowed as well, its light almost seeming to pulse in tandem with that of the book. “What the hell?” I muttered, reaching out to touch the book. Gasping
I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. Tyler was right; the book was quiet now, but I could still feel its energy thrumming without even touching it. Whatever magic had been soothed because of the moonstone would likely not react well to being burned. Which was likely why it had been shoved into
Nina The warm summer breeze brushed across my skin as I stood on the patio, clutching my robe tightly around my body. Laughter and splashes echoed up from the pool below, where our friends were already gathered for our big end-of-summer party. I should have been down there too, soaking up the ve
“What... what do you mean?” He braced his hands on the doorframe, leaning in closer with a heavy sigh. “I mean, by the time I caught up to them this morning, I only saw them long enough to get that photo before they were boarding a speedboat and taking off. Hell, I’m still not even totally sure wh
Nina My breath caught in my throat as I pulled open the front door expecting to see excited party guests, only to be immediately met with the sight of Luke’s grim expression. His brow was furrowed in a deep frown, his lips pressed into a tight line—clear signs that something was very wrong. “Luk
Nina I huffed out a breath as I hoisted the oversized cardboard box higher in my arms, carefully navigating my way through the living room. Strings of fairy lights poked out haphazardly from the top, and I could feel the weight of glass jars and other assorted decor inside shifting precariously wi
Then, at the last possible second, the scout seemed to find an extra burst of speed. He surged forward, hurtling between two towering oak trees and vanishing into the cover of the forest beyond. “Dammit!” I slammed my palms against the rough bark of the nearest trunk, powerless to do anything but
Enzo The crunch of leaves and snap of twigs echoed through the trees as Matt and I tore after the Schreiber scout. Our breaths came in ragged gasps, the hot summer air burning our lungs. Overhead, a little red bird chirped and flitted through the green canopy of trees; Daphne. But even she wasn’
Shaking my head, I turned without another word and stormed out of the fitting room. I took the two strides across the hall to Jessica’s fitting room and knocked on the door, folding my arms across my chest. “Jess? You in there?” There was a muffled thump in the fitting room, followed by the soun
Nina “How’s it looking in there?” I called out, rapping lightly on the wooden door of Jessica’s fitting room. “Um… decent, I guess?” her muffled voice floated back a moment later, although I could sense the uncertainty in her tone. “Decent? That’s it? Come on, Jess, this is your wedding gown w
Had I really known him at all, I wondered? Or had I merely been too self-absorbed and naive to see past the facade of unshakable command he projected? After a long silence, I found my voice. “Why didn’t he ever tell me that?” “He didn’t want you to see his weakness, I suppose,” Angelica replied