تسجيل الدخولWinter POV As night fell, the pack's fires flickered in the distance. I retreated to our cabin, no, my room tonight. Tyron could sleep elsewhere. But sleep wouldn't come for me. The questions gnawed: What was his father planning? Why the escalation? And what was Tyron hiding about the baby?Masteri
Winter's POV I stormed out of that room with a single word,"Laquim",and the world blurred around me in a rush of frost and fury. The teleportation spell dumped me unceremoniously into the middle of the pack's training grounds, my knees buckling as I hit the snow-dusted earth. My breath came in ragg
Tyron's POV My mother’s eyes snapped to me.Isla went very still.Winter stared like I’d struck her.“What do you mean it’s not the same?” she asked quietly.I dragged a hand through my hair, breath coming too fast. “Because....because I...”I stopped.Too late.The words were already clawing their
Tyron POVTraining became my refuge.My punishment.My distraction.And my weapon.By dawn, I had Winter, Aria, and Asher on the field, sweat already soaking through their clothes, breath steaming in the cold air. I didn’t give them time to complain. Didn’t give them time to stretch properly. Didn’t
Winter POVI woke before the pack house stirred.The sky outside our window was still dark, washed in that deep indigo that came just before dawn. Tyron slept beside me, sprawled on his back this time, one arm flung over the pillow I’d abandoned hours earlier. His chest rose and fell steadily, his f
Tyron POVI packed in silence.That was the worst part...not the guilt curling in my chest, not the way my hands shook as I folded my clothes, not even the weight of what I was about to do.It was the quiet.Winter slept behind me, her breathing soft and even, unaware that I was standing in the dim







