Chapter 35

Alex

It’s been two months since I walked away from Weston and the Mooncrest Pack, and unexpectedly I’m stronger than I ever dared believe—though dark moments still coil in my chest. Julian and his witch-lover, Lavinia, have been my salvation. Their rekindled passion crackles like lightning; one night when I tuned into Julian’s mind, I discovered that in Lavinia he’s found his second chance at love. He tried to push her away once, but she refused to let him go—and despite his stubborn refusal to mark her, she’s happily accepted their delicate boundary.

Lavinia’s magic weaves a cloak that conceals us in plain sight. We’re living in Pittsburgh beneath her powerful veil, and when I glimpse my reflection I’m no longer the familiar blonde with chocolate eyes. Instead, I’m a brunette with moss-green eyes, freckles splashed across my cheeks and nose, soft rounded features, and plush peachy lips. I remain my full height, and yes—I’m three months pregnant…in wolf-time, anyw