Third Person Peter crouched in the snowy underbrush, blowing warm air in between his palms and rubbing them together. Carefully so as not to disturb the nearby plants, he stretched one leg and then the other, then rolled his neck and his stiff shoulders, all the while watching the little log cabin
For a moment, as Peter stepped closer to Fiona, her eyes darted around with fear. Peter suppressed a satisfied smile at that fear—he could save his goading for later, once she was behind the bars of a Crescent prison cell. But then something… shifted in Fiona’s gaze. Her fear turned to malice.
My adoptive father’s face reddened with anger, his facade crumbling like a sandcastle in the tide. He took a step toward me, his fists clenching at his sides, but Edwin was quicker. My mate moved to fully shield me from him, his broad shoulders tensing. A low growl rumbled in his chest, a clear wa
AudreyI jolted awake, the scream barely stifled in my throat as my body shot upright in bed, a cold sweat coating my skin.The lingering images of that awful nightmare haunted me.Peter. Bleeding. His body crumpled on the floor of that small cabin.And standing over him was not just Fiona, but…Axe
Without wasting another moment, Edwin reached for his phone on the nightstand and tapped on the screen a few times before lifting the phone to his ear.“Charles,” he said without preamble when the call finally connected. “Have you heard from Peter recently?”I strained to hear the voice on the other
EdwinMy brother was in danger.At first, a part of me had hoped that Audrey’s nightmare was just that—a nightmare. And then, when she had shown me the details of what she had seen, I had naively hoped that it hadn’t happened yet, that maybe we still had time before Axel slipped a silver knife in be
I opened my mouth, and instantly felt my heart shudder at the sight of the pain etched into her face. But I couldn’t let it get to me.“Peter knew the risks when he took on this mission,” I said. “He would understand. He would accept his fate if it meant protecting you—our Luna, our Silver Star.”“N
AudreyThe car bounced over the uneven road, rattling ominously with every dip and jolt of a pothole or crack in the unkempt asphalt.Edwin’s hand tightened around mine, his thumb slowly tracing over my knuckles. I couldn’t decide whether he was trying to soothe me or himself; maybe both. It wasn’t
“I think you’re going to change so many lives,” I said to Eliza. “Those kids are so lucky to have you.” Eliza looked down, her cheeks pink. “Thank you, Audrey. Really.” Tina piped up next. “And my LGBT counseling department is finally off the ground! ” She paused, leaning into my mother, who was
Audrey After a long flight, we finally touched down in Italy. The sunlight streaming in through the plane window was a promising golden hue, and just the sight of it made me feel like my heart was about to leap out of my chest. “I might need a nap when we get to the villa,” Edwin yawned, shaking
And as I watched, I felt a hand slip into mine. I glanced up, finding Edwin beside me, his gaze focused on the runway but his approval humming through the bond. My mother stood on my other side, wrapping her arm around my shoulders. A lump rose in my throat, and I couldn’t even speak. None of us c
Audrey Edwin and I emerged from the small room, his hand still resting protectively on my back. The hustle and bustle of last-minute preparations immediately hit us, assistants running back and forth, models being ushered into position, and the soft hum of the audience’s chatter drifting through t
“There’s always time,” I whispered, grabbing the wrist of his free hand and pulling it close to peer at his watch. The movement caused him to topple forward, and he caught himself on his other palm, caging me against the hard wood of the vanity. “But maybe not enough time to waste right now.” Edwi
Audrey Before I could even answer his question, Edwin rushed past me and locked the door. When he turned back to me, he was grinning from ear to ear. The sight of that mischievous look on his face made my breath hitch. Once, it had been like pulling teeth to get the man to smile. And now here he
He didn’t need to tell me twice. I tore into the wrapping paper, revealing a soft red scarf. I could tell immediately that it was handmade—there were more than a few uneven stitches, and the outline was lumpy. It was far from perfect. But I loved it all the more for that. “Goddess, Edwin,” I laugh
Audrey The morning of the show was a frenzy. No, more than a frenzy. It was complete and utter chaos. I spent the entire morning from sunup to noon running endlessly from one end of the venue to the other, desperately trying to make sure every last detail was perfect. The racks were lined with c
“Uh… Yeah,” Malakai said. “Coffee would be nice.” A few minutes later, the three of us sat around the table, steaming cups of pitch black coffee in our hands. I kept it bitter, just in case Malakai was here to stir up more shit. It burned a little going down, but I sipped it anyway. Malakai look