Gunner pov I'm laying here staring at Molly when Rose wakes and gasps. "My rounds!"she whispers yells. "No flower, Doctor Frank wrote you out. Your way past exhaustion, "she tenses, seeing Jeremy by her side. She looks worried as her eyes scan the room. "My sister is still out there with tha
"I will try, but I'm only going to take so much till I snap and leave," he yawns "Bro, crawl in with her," I say softly. "No, I'd rather be uncomfortable than her wake-up flipping out. She might not want me in the bed with her. "He covers up, and soon we fall asleep. I wake to a soft rustle and
Molly pov I wake warm and comfortable, but my pillow is snoring. I crack my eyes open to see Gunner against me sleeping. My brother is holding his mate, and I watch her snuggle up to him. She is thin, I think, as I try to scoot away from Gunner. Emptying my bladder is on my mind. "No tiny doll s
"Tiny doll, calm down," Gunner whispers. "Fuck me that was hot cuss again baby",he kisses my mark. I giggle as he trails kisses to my lips, and I get lost in his touch and mouth. "Hey!"we pull apart at the loud voice. "Time for your meds, honey. Also, please try to control yourselves. This is a ho
Gunner pov I listen to Rose sniffle while she cries, and Jeremy does not move to comfort her. He hasn't said one word since he walked in. "Jeremy," I say, and he looks my way. I point to his mate, and he sighs. He looks at Rose, who has her back to us and stands up. He pulls his jacket off and
"Tiny doll behave I'm so hard I will fuck you here and now. I don't care if they hear us. "I chuckle when her face goes red as she smacks my chest. "Gunner," she giggles. I kiss her lips, and she moans in my mouth. I hear a sniffle from the bathroom, but I don't pay much attention as Molly's littl
Jeremy pov I followed her into the bathroom, and I didn't regret it because I'm not backing down. Rise sniffles and sinks to the carpet, trying to calm herself. She is shaking. "Rose," I say, moving closer. "Please, Jeremy, don't I need a few minutes here?" she trembles out. "Look at me," I
Fuck me. "Jeremy," she moans loud. "That is it baby take my flower. You own it, "she kisses me tentativelyandmoves. I moan with her as her right pussy squeezes my cock. I don't thrust up even though my body is demanding it. I want her to trust me with her body, so I fight against the urge. "
Liam took my hands in his, his grip firm and grounding. "Listen to me. I don't care what they did or what they think. I know what's real. The woman I love, the mother of my children—that's you. Not some subject number, not some experiment. You." "But how can we trust anything?" I asked, my voice b
Grace pov I continued scrolling, finding more photographs: myself at various ages, always in clinical settings, always with that same serious expression. And then, abruptly, the images stopped. The next entry was dated 2015, when, according to the file, my memories had been "reconstructed." *Fin
Grace pov The pack house hummed with activity as preparations were underway for the coming arrangement with the Prisma Institute. In the midst of this controlled chaos, I sat alone in the small study off the main library, the flash drive Reid had given me resting on the desk before me. I had waite
Grace pov Mass panic would only strengthen the entity," Markham protested. "Spawning thousands of conspiracy theories, each one feeding it more power!" "Then I suggest you accept our terms," I replied calmly. Dr. Reid studied me for a long moment before a small, unexpected smile curved her lip
Grace pov At full strength," Markham continued, "it can reshape matter according to falsehoods. Make lies become truth, in the most literal sense. Imagine someone claiming a building doesn't exist—and then watching it fade from reality before your eyes. Or claiming someone is dead—and having them
Grace pov Blackwater Bridge Nature Preserve stretched out before them, deceptively peaceful in the midday sun. Once a thriving state park, it had been closed to the public five years earlier after funding cuts, its wooden observation platforms, and hiking trails slowly being reclaimed by nature. T
My fingers tightened around the phone. "My daughter is not for sale." "Everything has a price," Dr. Reid replied softly. "Even principles. Especially when weighed against global catastrophe. We'll see you tomorrow." The line went dead. I set down the phone, meeting the expectant gazes around me.
Grace pov The pack house's secure communications room fell silent as I placed the phone on the table. Five days had passed since my interrogation of Serena, three since I had managed to contact my old acquaintance—Eliza, another truth-seer who had escaped the Prisma Institute's clutches years befo
I pushed deeper, my mind sifting through the fragments of truth revealing themselves. A wall in my vision began to crumble, showing what lay behind. "There's something else," I said, voice strained with effort. "Something coming. Something you're afraid of." Serena began to struggle against her