Friday to Monday, that’s all I have to do. Make it from Friday to Sunday night. That’s it. A weekend. Anyone can do a weekend, even me. ...

KALLA POV “Is it because I’m not my brother? It is, isn’t it.” Keegan’s voice deepens. “You’re a second-born. I wouldn’t have let you live.”

Bessa’s scent slips through to fold down into my empty stomach. I’m unsure which is worse—a hunger for food or her. She leaves a footpath...

PARISH'S POV The light changes when Michael walks into the room, even though no more candles have been lit. A whirlwind of black hair and...

KALLA'S POV A thunderstorm just passed a little while ago, leaving everything smelling fresh and damp. It’s unimaginable to leave the...

There’s a graveyard fog skimming the lake this morning. Hazel barges inside, “Where’s Tommie?” She doesn’t try to hide the smile. Addie...

Cassius' POV She’s only silent when she wants to be. Right now, she’s anything but quiet. Treajure makes me wonder what she’s thinking....

ADDIE'S POV A few months after arriving at the Wildflower Pack AKA The Sanctuary Tommie’s head is in Hazel’s lap. “Come on, Addie, have...

Rya's POV The clock chimes in another room. An impeccably curved sway of an arched brow regards me. This interaction is being witnessed...

Dallas’ POV The Wild focuses on Rya like a house plant turning towards the sun in the window. No more fading embers of Maysa for him—he’s...