Crescent Kingdom (The Wolves of Crescent Creek, #1)

by Tessa Hale

She called Amos a different, over-the-top nickname every time they were in here, but he just looked at her like she hung the moon. The thread of humor I felt faded, melting into longing.

He blinked a few times, seeming to come back to himself. “Don’t think I’ve ever heard you laugh. It’s fucking beautiful.”

Wren stumbled, and I didn’t hesitate. I lurched forward, dropping my knives to the ground so I could help her.

But more than that, she smelled like…home.

She was fire and kindness, light and mirth, and I wanted to kill whoever had stolen that away.

“Shut up!” I yelled. “All of you just shut the hell up. We’re going to keep her safe. We’re going to give her time to heal and not force her to talk about anything she doesn’t want to. And if any of you try to push her, I’ll hack your whole lives. You won’t be able to move without hemorrhaging money or your phone accidentally sending out fart sounds.”