HIDDENS

I walked into Jake's office his back to me.
"You’ve been avoiding me,” I said, the words trembling more than I wanted.
Jake didn’t turn. His voice came low, tight. “Because I’m trying to protect you.”
“From what? You?” I laughed bitterly. “Too late.”
He turned, and I forgot how to breathe.
His eyes weren’t soft. They were storm-dark. Furious. And terrified.
“I would burn down this entire territory to protect what’s mine,” he growled, stepping in so close I could feel the heat pouring off his skin. “But if I touch you now, Prisca, I won’t be able to stop.”
His hand brushed my stomach, tentative. Reverent.
“My babies,” he whispered, the first time I’d heard him claim them. Claim me.
I reached up, touched his face. “Then don’t stop.”
For a moment, everything stilled.
Then his lips crashed into mine like a dam breaking — all the rage, the fear, the hunger he’d buried spilled into that kiss. His hands tangled in my hair, mine clawed at his back, and there was nothing soft about it. We were burning with need and every bad decision we’d ever made colliding into one impossible night.
When we broke apart, breathless, bruised, undone, he didn’t say it out loud.
But he didn’t have to.
His touch said it.


The world of Prisca McHawlin is shattered when she discovers that not only is her biological father alive, but her true identity has been hidden from her. Prisca is no ordinary girl—she’s half-lycan and half-witch, born into two powerful, mystical bloodlines.
As she grapples with her newfound identity, another shock awaits her: Jake,her fated mate. He rejects the sacred bond between them, considering it weakness that threatens his thirst for power. Being the heir to an ancient and royal Lycanthrope dynasty,