The space between Kaelen and Aeronwen felt electric. Her hand rested against his chest. His fingers wrapped around hers. The warmth of her knee brushed against his thigh. Every point of contact suddenly felt impossible to ignore. Then Aeronwen said one word. “Stay.” Sometimes the qui

He came to her wounded, desperate, and dying. Then he told her who he was. “I am Alpha Caleb Thorne, Alpha King of the Northern Territories.” Elena had already felt the overwhelming strength of his aura. She suspected he was powerful—but hearing those words confirmed it. And then came t

Something was out there. She pressed her palm against the cool glass, staring toward the forest where the howl had come from. “Hold on, Max,” she whispered softly. “Whatever it is, we’ll face it together.” She didn’t know yet what that howl would set into motion—or how deeply their live

🐺 Fern had survived alone for years. Then she found a massive rogue—scarred, reeking of blood—with a small silver-furred boy trapped beneath him. She could have walked away. Instead, she growled two words: “Let him go.” She had no idea the boy she was protecting was the Alpha King’s