All Chapters of Red Rover: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

I’ve been in wolf form for almost a week now, here in the forests of Canada. It’s cold—a hell of a lot colder than winter in Texas could ever be. I’m thankful I spent enough time shifting in and out of wolf form while we were in the cabin in Maine, because my wolf grew in her full winter coat.As night falls and snow starts again, I decide it’s time to head back to my den. I found a large tree where the dirt had eroded around the roots—didn’t take much to dig further into it. The tree grows partially out of a hill, so I’m protected from both the elements and predators. My fur keeps me warm, and the den floor is smooth and soft enough that it’s actually comfortable.Wolves don’t need much. That simplicity? It makes this shift into being wolf over human really damn welcome.A lot of the wolves in my life think I’m being melodramatic about the whole mess with my mates. They say I should talk to them. Forgive them. Let it go. Move on. That I’m clinging to a grudge that’s going to ruin all

A few seconds after JoJo signs off, Jamal, Gregory, Edward, and Michael all stiffen. I’ve never seen a mindlink look painful before, but this… this is next-level. Their eyes tear up, veins bulge in their necks, and their entire bodies lock up like they’ve been electrocuted. I don’t even think they’re breathing.It only lasts a few seconds—but those seconds feel excruciating just to watch.When it’s over, all four slump in their seats, panting like they ran a marathon.Bella, Nora, and Citra rush to them while Devin and Arya check for injuries.“I’m good,” Jamal says, waving Devin’s hands away. “Not physically hurt. That transfer just hurt like a son of a bitch.” He rubs his temples like his brain’s trying to claw its way out of his skull.He tries to resist when Devin places a hand on his head, but stops when the glow of healing power sparks. Devin does the same with Gregory, while Arya tends to Michael and Edward.“I don’t know about you guys,” Edward mutters, “but I’m not thrilled ab

Josefina’s here. She’s back in Arcadia. And Ma used her luna command to make it very clear—I’m not allowed to go near her. Not until I get a mindlink from one of her parents or mine.Do you know how hard it is to smell her? To feel her this close, within a five-minute walk after being out of reach for months?And now Alexander’s stuck in the Goddess’s Realm with some ancient goddess of death?I’m unraveling. Fast.“You’ve got to get your shit together, bro. You’re gonna wear a groove in the damn sidewalk,” Caleb says.Caleb Thorne, my best friend aside from the twins, is the son of Michael—one of the pack’s oracles—and Citra Osborn, High Priestess of the Mother Coven here in Texas. Both of them helped save Nathan from his crazy-ass bio-dad back during the Civil War. Caleb’s their oldest. Mikela’s their youngest.We met during medical training. I’ve always had an interest in the field. Started EMT training young—junior cert at 13, full by 16. Wolves don’t need a lot of medical help once

It’s the asscrack of dawn, and we’re already on a plane halfway across the globe to Ios.Bella, Gregory, Jamal, Nyx, and me. All tucked into the large cabin of one of our private planes.I met Nyx at her house this morning with a thermos of coffee and a box of her favorite danishes—the ones I noticed she liked when we went to that coffee shop together before.I called the shop yesterday after the meeting. Had them baked fresh. Ready to go.Sure, I brought extras for Bella and the guys—but this? This was for her. For Nyx. Just to get that smile out of her.That rare, surprised, knock-the-air-out-of-you kind of smile. The one that says, You did this for me? Just because?That smile is everything.“Did you get this for me?” she asked, a faint blush coloring her cheeks.“For you? Naw. Never,” I said with the straightest face I could manage.“Oh.” Her voice dipped, like she almost believed me.Then she opened the box and saw it. In glaze, on her favorite cheese danish: Nyx.“Oh!” Her whole

I didn’t mean to explode on Kaia like that. She and I tend to rub each other the wrong way—except when we’re rubbing each other the right way, which happens more often than I’d like to admit. There's always been a pull between us, even when we're snapping at each other.We’d finally made some headway. After she rode my face the other night and I made her come hard, things had been easier. Then tonight, she basically ran into my arms and kissed me like I was oxygen.It was... electric. Maybe tied with the kiss I had with Zoe in the park.But then she got mad. And in my head, I was telling myself don’t react. I knew it was her fear talking. Her defense mechanism is anger. I know that.And then she said that sexist shit and I lost it. My own fear kicked in, and I couldn’t stop the words coming out of my mouth—especially that last one. The one I didn’t just regret the moment it came out, but the one that clearly broke both of them.I was literally on my knees, apologizing, when Zoe ripped