Aria My backpack lay open on my bed, half-packed with clothes I wasn’t even sure I would even need. It wasn’t exactly as if I had a manual for what to bring to the pack lands—what did one even wear to meet a council of werewolf elders? I sighed, staring at the modest pile of sweaters, jeans, and
He hesitated, his gaze flicking to my backpack before returning to me. “You’ll also need to refer to me properly when we’re in front of the pack.” “Properly?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. “You’ll need to call me ‘Alpha.’ It’s a sign of respect.” I blinked, caught off guard. I’d heard the other
Aria The moment we walked into the store, I could tell that I didn’t belong here. The racks of hiking boots smelled like expensive new leather, the shelves of puffy coats practically reeked of cash, and the few other customers who were browsing looked like they were planning month-long expeditions
“I think it looks… cute on you,” he said. His voice was low and rough, like his throat was strained. I felt my face go up in flames, my cheeks burning hot. It only hit me then that he had tugged me even closer as he made that last statement, and now we were standing close enough for the thick fabr
Aria I couldn’t believe what I was looking at. William, the famous model who I had danced with at the masquerade, was messaging me on the dating app. I wasn’t even sure how the message came through, considering the fact that I had turned off notifications—a bug, perhaps—but it didn’t matter. M
Soon enough, I noticed that as Lucas loped around us in wild circles and chased rabbits on the path ahead, Darren was still walking directly beside me in his human form. “You’re not going to shift?” I asked, glancing up at him. “No,” he said simply, his hands tucked into his coat pockets. “I don
Aria Darren’s arm stayed firmly around my shoulders as we walked into the village, his touch steadying me as my boots crunched softly against the snow-covered path. The crisp air nipped at my cheeks, but it wasn’t the cold that had my heart racing. It was the stares. They came from everywhere.
I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding as Darren turned back to me. His expression softened ever so slightly as he motioned for me to follow him inside. The interior of the pack house was just as grand as the exterior, with dark wooden beams overhead and walls lined with tapestries. Th
Banners hung across the walls, pink and white, with “Congratulations” written in bold letters. Streamers dangled from the ceiling, and our dining room table was lost under piles of gifts wrapped in pastel paper.“What the hell?” I managed, my jaw dropping as Bella rushed forward with Theo balanced o
AriaA year had passed since Darren and I signed that treaty, and life had settled into something sweet, even with all its ups and downs.The scars on my chest had faded to thin white lines, and Darren’s wound was just a memory beneath his shirt. We’d become godparents to Bella and Liam’s little boy
AriaLunar Labs was reduced to a shell of its former self.The once-sleek and vibrant building, surrounded by lush gardens and pebbled fountains, was now barren and burnt. The glass walls were shattered, the halls within burned and destroyed. Those damn slurs were still painted across nearly every s
He didn’t hesitate. “No.”The word hung in the air for a long moment. The president blinked, clearly startled. “With all due respect, Mr. President,” Darren went on, leaning forward in his chair, “we’re not coming back. Not like that. After being deported, hunted, abused by your government—my people
AriaDarren and I stepped out of the car and faced the sprawling estate that was the human president’s home. My chest still ached faintly from my wound, the stitches long gone but the pain lingering. Beside me, Darren subtly favored his left side when he moved, still healing from the hole in his che
We stayed like that for a while, neither of us speaking. At some point, I must have begun to drift off again, too exhausted from the day’s events to keep my eyes open.But then, suddenly, the door burst open, shattering the stillness, and I jolted upright, wincing as the movement pulled at my wound.
AriaDarren and I lay tangled together in the hospital bed, much to the nurse’s earlier chagrin. They had finally allowed us to remain together, reinserting my IV and moving my monitors to his side of the room, when my eyes had glowed and a low growl had accidentally ripped from my throat when they
He didn’t answer. I didn’t even think he heard me.Finally, the wail of sirens pierced the air, and red and blue lights flashed through the crowd. Paramedics pushed their way toward us with a stretcher rattling between them. Liam waved them over, shouting instructions I couldn’t process. Hands reach
AriaThe world erupted into chaos around me, a deafening roar of fury and movement as the protesters surged forward. Hundreds of voices shouted, feet pounded the pavement, and bodies pressed together in a wild rush toward Bella’s father.I caught a fleeting glimpse of him, his face twisted with rage