The sound hits first, followed by the rush of hollow wind that knocks me into the mud. The loss of breath from my chest makes everything...

A Sanctuary One-Shot - Addie’s POV Our meetings are held at Clayton’s house until the official pack hall is completed. I always thought...

Belac POV The scent of baking bread has always been with me since I can remember. The cooling loaves sit on the counter, waiting to be...