Only females understand how to weaponize a laugh. I’ve understood for a long time how laughter is used for combat without drawing blood.

The fire is burning down to red-orange coals. It’s warm against my face, but intense heat is against my back—Paley’s behind me. So close...

A heat blooms through my chest, I turn my head... it’s the silver-eyed male that makes me feel sunburnt.

Inhaling, I can smell him. I inhale again because my body wants to inhale him into my lungs, hold my breath for the longest dive of my life.

The Tribute packs gather for the birthday of Alpha Finian, king of the hemisphere. Will the OG twins take this chance to finally make peace?

I can see in his eyes he wants to kill me. My brother wants to kill me. The eyes of his Wild are fixated on me. He wants to kill me.

I thought the sight of her being fucked by my brother would stop whatever it is I'm feeling for her. It hasn't.