Author name: Hauda.A

Caspian had killed before. But he’d never killed like this. He was a blur of violence—claws and teeth and pure, […]

It happened while Caspian was hunting. He’d only been gone for an hour. Willow had insisted she’d be fine in

“I’m fine, just a few more days.” Willow was lying through her teeth to Reid, and they both knew it.

“Stay a little longer.” Caspian’s voice was soft, almost pleading, as Willow prepared to hike out to Cedar Ridge again.

“Tell me about them.” It was three days after Willow’s return, and they were lying in the furs together, both

They cleaned up in silence. Caspian shifted back to panther to drag the bodies deep into the forest, far from

Five days. Caspian had been alone for five days, and he could feel himself slipping. The panther was taking over.

The almost-kiss that broke everything happened on a rainy afternoon. They’d been together a month. A perfect, domestic, impossibly happy

“I think we should talk about the bond,” Willow said three weeks later. They were in their clearing—their spot now,

Willow burned breakfast. “How?” Caspian asked, staring at the charred remains of what was supposed to be fish. “It’s fish.