LOGINTyrone That was all it took to go from the life I used to have… to the one I had fought like hell to earn back.And I would fight for it again if I had to.Every single time.“Dad! Dad! Mommy! Mommy!”Ayila’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts as she jumped up and down next to me, her little hands
Tyrone I stood at the edge of the auditorium, my hands shoved deep into the pockets of my jacket, trying to keep them from shaking. My heart was beating harder than it ever had in any fight, any battle, any patrol I had ever done. And that was saying something, because I’d faced death more times th
“I don’t know how you do it,” I said softly, watching them. “She’s… she’s so full of life. So… fearless.”Tyron glanced at me, smiling gently. “She is. And she’s lucky. Because she has two people who… who would fight the world for her.”My chest tightened. I wanted to believe that, to feel safe with
WinterThe morning light spilled through the tall windows of my aunt and uncle’s mansion, painting the polished floors with gold streaks. I sat at the small breakfast nook with a steaming mug of coffee in my hands, listening to the soft sounds of Ayila’s tiny laughter echoing from the living room.T
Tyrone I know,” I whispered, the weight of my confession pressing down. “I know I failed you. I know I can’t take back what I did. I can’t… I can’t undo the deaths, the betrayal, the pain I caused. But I swear to you..every day since then, I’ve been trying. Trying to rebuild… trying to be worthy of
Tyrone The mansion was quiet except for the hum of the city outside. I stood in the doorway of the living room, hands fisted at my sides, heart hammering so hard I thought it would shatter my ribs. She was sitting on the edge of the sofa, her legs crossed, arms folded, eyes distant...watching the s
Tyron's POV The eastern border was eerily quiet when we arrived. No growls. No rustling in the underbrush. No scent of rot and black magic hanging thick in the air like it should have been. Just the wind moving through the pines and the faint metallic tang of old blood on the claw marks gouged into
Asher's POV I shifted back...fast, bones cracking, fur receding...until I stood human again, naked except for the shorts I’d tied around my ankle before the run. Cold air hit my skin, but I barely felt it.“I’m not going to hurt you,” I said, raising both hands, palms out. “I’m Asher. This is my pa
I eased back onto the bed, keeping Luca against my shoulder. “You don’t have to tell me anything you don’t want to. But… who hurt you like this, Nova? The bruises. The way you flinch. You don’t have to give me the whole story, just… anything.”She looked down at her hands, twisting the hem of the dr
Asher's POV When I risked a glance back, she was smoothing the hem over her thighs. The dress hung a little loose, but it covered her. She looked smaller, more fragile somehow.“You okay?” I asked, voice rough.She nodded. Her voice came out small, barely above a whisper. “Thank you.”My stomach fl







