Enzo’s POV This portrait was supposed to be a gift to my mother, and she used it for her art project. Was this her plan this whole time? Did she ever intend to give this portrait back to me? How could she think this was okay? Now everyone was going to think I gave her special favors. The look M
… Third Person POV Back in Elysium, in the Nova Packhouse, Selene finished cooking dinner for her twin children. It was only the three of them this evening. Bastien was spending the night in Higala. It wasn’t often that Selene got to spend this much time alone with her other children, so she made
Lila’s POV I didn’t know where else to go other than the forest. As soon as the electricity left my fingers and the shadows lifted from the ground, I knew I needed to isolate myself until it ended. I covered my head and ran from the school; I needed to get far away. But not too far. I still neede
Enzo’s POV Beta Ethan was right, their scent was strong in the forest that surrounded the Calypso pack. It reeked of outsiders, and I knew that scent all too well. They were my father’s followers; at least a couple of them. They had no reason to be lurking around my pack, they knew they weren’t w
Lila’s POV I woke up with a start, glancing around my dark dorm room. It wasn’t like I had a bad dream or anything, but it certainly felt like I had. A feeling like this had never happened before. I glanced over at the clock, frowning that it was only 3 am. I glanced over at Rachel from across t
I thought about the moon goddess blessing me with a gift to save my mate. I thought about his wound getting smaller. His body seemed to have relaxed and gone limp. His breathing seemed to have slowed as well. Then, he gasped. I dropped my hands to my sides and opened my eyes, amazed that it work
Enzo’s POV Her powers were truly incredible. I could no longer feel the sting of the dagger and the wound was completely healed. It was as if it was never there, to begin with. Lila used her powers so casually as if she’s done it a thousand times before, but I’m beginning to realize that maybe she
But then the art room door creaked open, and I got a familiar scent in my nose. Val perked up instantly, wagging her tail like she was a common dog. I could feel her excitement, which made me excited as well. Enzo stood at the doorway, leaning against the frame, and pouring his dark gaze into mine.