Moonborn bonds

living room with the box of letters on the coffee table before me, their edges frayed and their ink smudged from where my hands h

eyes, the letters scattered around me like parched leaves, she stood up straight. "You've been to the house," she breathed, not with shock. I nodded. "A

ll day long. "Did my mother know Corvan would betray him?" "She saw the possibility," Aunt Celeste answered. However, she hoped that love would alter the course. "It did not." And Kael, too? Her eyes narrowed, her brow furrowed. "He's not like his father. But he's dangerous, Aria. Not because of what he is, but because of what he feels. A bond like yours-it complicates things. It makes loyalty co

ael's. This low, guttural growl was heard. Malevolent. The kind of thing that makes your veins run cold. I spun as they came out from behind the trees. Three of them. Half wolf, half human, with s

it easier for all of us." "I'm not going with you." They struck. I attempted to spin and run, but they were faster. One of them knocked me down behind me, slamming me into the icy earth. My shoulder was shattered by his claws, and a white flam

a tsunami. I could feel the world as never before-the rogues' heartbeats, the earth's throb, the trees' frosty breath. My body seemed to move before my mind knew what it was doing. I swung

s. He hit the closest rogue, ripping into him with wild ferocity. The last one turned to flee. Kael pursued him for a moment, then halted, optin

hands. "You okay?" I nodded slowly, trembling. "I... think so." "You shifted," he said, staring wildly.

a half-shift. That was instinct. You accessed the power of your wolf

a throb. "It felt like something cracked inside of me." "It didn't crack," Kael said, still gaz

red in the fires. Kael gazed out into the trees, his face growing col

iled the path of his look, the wind getting caught in my hair l

errible in a flash, my breath ragged between the blood-stained leave