Nina I couldn’t stop staring at the grainy image that was displayed on the monitor, watching in awe as the little blob that was our daughter flexed and kicked within the safe confines of my womb. A wide smile spread across my face as I studied her tiny features, committing every detail to memory.
I managed a weak smile, resting my head against his chest. He was right—the constant stress and upheaval lately was undoubtedly taking its toll. I needed to find healthier ways to cope with the pressures weighing on me. “You should go back to yoga,” he said softly, wrapping his arm around me as we
Nina I hurried into HQ, my heart pounding as I wondered why I had been called here. Enzo’s abrupt request had caught me off guard after the serenity of my yoga class, and I was fearing the worst already. As I burst through the doors into the main communications room, I found him hunched over a m
Nina The dizzying swirl of the realm jump left my head spinning for a few precarious moments as the world rematerialized around us. One second, we had been standing in the sterile confines of our headquarters—the next, the familiar sights and scents of the werewolf realm enveloped us in a dizzying
Nina The warm summer breeze caressed my face, gently tousling loose strands of hair, but I felt utterly numb to its soft touch. My gaze remained fixated on the freshly upturned earth in front of me, the simple granite headstone bearing my father’s name and legacy in stark, uncompromising letters.
My mother’s features softened as she regarded me, cupping my tear-stained cheek with her palm. “Nina, you were meant for this,” she said softly, stroking a strand of hair out of my eyes. “Your father chose you as his heir because he saw that spark, that unwavering strength in you that your people wi
Nina The letter crinkled in Enzo’s hands as he held it out for me. I took it, my hand already shaking even though I didn’t know what was inside. “More bad news?” I murmured, slowly lifting my gaze to meet Enzo’s. “I can’t handle any more bad news.” Enzo shook his head. “No. Just read it.” Ca
Enzo sighed and walked up to me. “I think you look beautiful.” “I look like a porcelain doll. This is ridiculous. I’m not a queen.” “Hey. None of that.” Enzo’s voice was tender but insistent as his arms circled around me from behind, his chin propped on top of my head as he studied my reflection