ena

chandelier, looking down

hiskey glass, and the ice cubes within audibly crac

s of his hatred radiating through

y mind was pulled back to the

oyed his heart

me who conspired with the vi

, the cruel and powerful Alpha

pital where my mother lay dying o

e healing herb called the Mo

Moonflower in the ent

snow from my skin. "You are scented too sweetly for a cur like

demon and told me

ilas be executed by the pack council

elf, take the blame for dealing with

s obsessed with Silas. But the way his gaze assessed me, like a merchant appraisi

igh-ranking Alpha, crushing a bottom

y tears falling silently as I

and deliberately released his suffocating Alpha

ment, my mind-li

e this is a lie. Tell

head, raw and broken, beg

eyes dark with warning, ge

vomit rising in my throat, and open

of cruelty I could

ject you, Sila

instantly, a pain worse than burn

hed into my ribcage and torn m

" I screamed into the link. "You do

op to the floor, his breathing tur

ysical and spiritual tor

voice was completely dead,

accept your

ty that only a soul can hear. It did not shatter; it corroded, like a

tal bed, feeding her the Moon

werful medicine, and she took her

erything in a

our territory, desperate to see Si

body trembling violently as he stood

ng, his muscles expanding in the ag

t to him, cr

toward me and laughed, a sound so

his voice thick with a monstrous distortio

ped out from the trees, wrapping her thi

o the freezing fores

and empty, wondering-how long could a br