The evening air is cool as it wraps around us, the early signs of autumn bringing a chill that makes me snuggle deeper into Lukeโs embrace. His arms are warm and strong, holding me close as we stand on the porch of the pack house. The house itself is almost fully rebuilt now, the scaffolding mostly gone, the fresh wood standing proudly where the old had been torn away. It feels like a symbol of our own livesโpatched together, but stronger than ever.Iโm still riding the high of my first day at the Aviation College. The reality of it is finally sinking in. Iโm really doing this. Iโm going to become a pilot, something Iโve dreamed about for as long as I can remember. It feels surreal, like a part of me still doesnโt believe itโs possible. But Luke does. Heโs believed in me all along.โHow does it feel?โ he asks, his voice soft as he rests his chin on top of my head.โBetter than I couldโve imagined,โ I murmur, closing my eyes and letting myself sink into the warmth of him. โI was so ner
The sunโs just beginning to rise over the horizon as I pull into the small parking lot outside Cherylโs apartment. Itโs a modest place on the outskirts of the city, not too far from her aviation college but far enough to give her some space from the chaos of the pack. I kill the engine and take a moment to sit back in the driverโs seat, letting the quiet hum of the city wake up around me.Itโs been a strange few months since the war ended. Weโve all been healing, some of us faster than others. Cherylโs been pouring herself into her studies, and I canโt say I blame her. I think we all needed something to focus on after everything that went down. As for me, Iโve been doing my best to juggle a new kind of lifeโa life thatโs split between being the Alpha of our pack and being by Cherylโs side.Shifting between the city and the packโs territory hasnโt been easy. I never realized how complicated it could get, managing the responsibilities of leading the pack while also figuring out how to r
The sunlight spills through the windows, warming the small kitchen of my apartment as I stand at the counter, staring at the half-empty bag of flour. Baking was never really my thing, but after everything thatโs happened, Iโve been wanting to try new thingsโthings that make me feel normal, grounded, and more connected to life. But trying to bake cookies without knowing what Iโm doing feels like an absolute disaster in progress."Cheryl?" Lukeโs deep voice carries from the living room.I hear his footsteps approaching, and I turn just in time to see him leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, with that smirk that makes my stomach flip every time. His black T-shirt clings to his chest in all the right ways, and even though Iโve spent more time with him than I can count, my heart still skips a beat."Whatโs going on here?" He raises an eyebrow, glancing at the mess Iโve made of the kitchenโflour on the counter, the floor, and somehow even on me. He grins wider when he sees a streak
As I dig into the takeout, I catch Luke watching me with that soft, adoring expression that always makes my heart do a little flip. The food is good, and the company is better. After a long day of classes, this is exactly what I needโa quiet evening with Luke, no stress, no pressure, justโฆ us.We settle into a comfortable silence as we eat, the clatter of chopsticks and the hum of the city outside filling the space. Lukeโs arm rests on the back of the couch behind me, his warmth seeping into my skin. I lean back slightly, savoring the moment.โHow was your day?โ I ask, turning to look at him.He shrugs, his lips quirked into a half-smile. โBusy, but not too bad. Had a few meetings this morning, checked in with Callum and Raina this afternoon. Things at the pack are going well.โโGood,โ I say, genuinely relieved to hear that. The packโs been through so much, and knowing that Callum and Raina are slowly finding their footing again makes me happy. They deserve it.Luke looks at me for a
The evening felt like the perfect reunion. My parents sat comfortably on the couch, their familiar presence filling the room with warmth and ease. The scent of Lukeโs takeout still lingered in the air, mixing with the smell of freshly brewed tea. My mother, Muna, looked more relaxed than she had in months, her dark hair tucked behind her ear as she chatted animatedly with Luke about the city. My father, Ray, though still recovering from the injury inflicted by the wolf hunters, was a quieter but solid presence, his health having visibly improved since the last time I saw him. The sight of him sitting there, looking healthy and at peace, made my heart feel full."You know, Cheryl," my dad began, breaking from his usual quiet demeanor, "there was a time I wasn't sure I'd get to see thisโus sitting together like this. I owe a lot of that to you."His words hit me like a soft blow to the chest. I smiled, though there was a lump in my throat. "Dad, you donโt owe me anything. I was just doi
We settled onto the couch, my head resting on Lukeโs shoulder as he flipped through the channels. He landed on a cheesy action movie that promised endless explosions and improbable heroics. The sheer absurdity of it all was exactly what I needed to distract me from the tangled mess of emotions that had been swirling inside me.Luke grabbed the remote and turned up the volume, the sound of gunfire and dramatic music filling the room. โPrepare yourself,โ he said with a grin. โThis is about to get incredibly ridiculous.โI laughed, feeling the tension in my shoulders begin to ease. โIโm ready. After today, I think I can handle just about anything, including whatever this movie throws at us.โHe pulled me closer, his arm wrapping around me in a protective cocoon. โIโm not sure if I should warn you that thereโs going to be some serious plot twists or just let you be surprised.โโSurprise me,โ I said, snuggling in against him. โI could use a good laugh.โAs the movie progressed, it quickly
As we all moved to the reception area, the atmosphere was filled with laughter and chatter. Raina and Callum were recounting their own milestones, and Cillian was engaged in a deep conversation with some of the pack members. The sense of unity and celebration was palpable, and it felt like the culmination of so many struggles and victories.I took Cherylโs hand, pulling her gently aside from the crowd. โCan we talk for a moment?โShe looked at me with a mix of curiosity and amusement. โSure, whatโs up?โWe walked to a quieter corner of the airstrip, where the sound of the crowd was a distant murmur. I glanced around to ensure we had some privacy before turning back to her. โI just wanted to say how incredibly proud I am of you. This day, this achievementโeverything youโve worked forโitโs amazing.โCherylโs cheeks flushed with a pink hue. โIt means a lot to hear you say that. Iโve worked so hard, and sometimes I wasnโt sure if it would all be worth it.โโItโs more than worth it,โ I sai
It was another mating ceremony. I glanced over at Luke as we both watched the couple perform their rites, it was sundown, by the time the moon was out they would walk into the woods and come out by the morning. That was how these things went down.I could feel the waves of emotions; possession, longing, hurt โฆ as it pulled through Luke all in my direction. I was shocked at how others couldnโt feel it. Luke was standing next to his father, at a closer distance to the couple. Not many humans turned up for ceremonies like this, except you were close to the couple. Lukeโs brother was standing next to his father, who was in between Luke and Callum. Callumโs mate Raina was next to him, Luke looked not necessarily like the weaker one of the two but looking closely you could just tell there was something meeker about him. He finally glances at me and I manage to give him a huge grin which he returns and turns his attention back to the ceremony. After the ceremony both my parents and I walk
As we all moved to the reception area, the atmosphere was filled with laughter and chatter. Raina and Callum were recounting their own milestones, and Cillian was engaged in a deep conversation with some of the pack members. The sense of unity and celebration was palpable, and it felt like the culmination of so many struggles and victories.I took Cherylโs hand, pulling her gently aside from the crowd. โCan we talk for a moment?โShe looked at me with a mix of curiosity and amusement. โSure, whatโs up?โWe walked to a quieter corner of the airstrip, where the sound of the crowd was a distant murmur. I glanced around to ensure we had some privacy before turning back to her. โI just wanted to say how incredibly proud I am of you. This day, this achievementโeverything youโve worked forโitโs amazing.โCherylโs cheeks flushed with a pink hue. โIt means a lot to hear you say that. Iโve worked so hard, and sometimes I wasnโt sure if it would all be worth it.โโItโs more than worth it,โ I sai
We settled onto the couch, my head resting on Lukeโs shoulder as he flipped through the channels. He landed on a cheesy action movie that promised endless explosions and improbable heroics. The sheer absurdity of it all was exactly what I needed to distract me from the tangled mess of emotions that had been swirling inside me.Luke grabbed the remote and turned up the volume, the sound of gunfire and dramatic music filling the room. โPrepare yourself,โ he said with a grin. โThis is about to get incredibly ridiculous.โI laughed, feeling the tension in my shoulders begin to ease. โIโm ready. After today, I think I can handle just about anything, including whatever this movie throws at us.โHe pulled me closer, his arm wrapping around me in a protective cocoon. โIโm not sure if I should warn you that thereโs going to be some serious plot twists or just let you be surprised.โโSurprise me,โ I said, snuggling in against him. โI could use a good laugh.โAs the movie progressed, it quickly
The evening felt like the perfect reunion. My parents sat comfortably on the couch, their familiar presence filling the room with warmth and ease. The scent of Lukeโs takeout still lingered in the air, mixing with the smell of freshly brewed tea. My mother, Muna, looked more relaxed than she had in months, her dark hair tucked behind her ear as she chatted animatedly with Luke about the city. My father, Ray, though still recovering from the injury inflicted by the wolf hunters, was a quieter but solid presence, his health having visibly improved since the last time I saw him. The sight of him sitting there, looking healthy and at peace, made my heart feel full."You know, Cheryl," my dad began, breaking from his usual quiet demeanor, "there was a time I wasn't sure I'd get to see thisโus sitting together like this. I owe a lot of that to you."His words hit me like a soft blow to the chest. I smiled, though there was a lump in my throat. "Dad, you donโt owe me anything. I was just doi
As I dig into the takeout, I catch Luke watching me with that soft, adoring expression that always makes my heart do a little flip. The food is good, and the company is better. After a long day of classes, this is exactly what I needโa quiet evening with Luke, no stress, no pressure, justโฆ us.We settle into a comfortable silence as we eat, the clatter of chopsticks and the hum of the city outside filling the space. Lukeโs arm rests on the back of the couch behind me, his warmth seeping into my skin. I lean back slightly, savoring the moment.โHow was your day?โ I ask, turning to look at him.He shrugs, his lips quirked into a half-smile. โBusy, but not too bad. Had a few meetings this morning, checked in with Callum and Raina this afternoon. Things at the pack are going well.โโGood,โ I say, genuinely relieved to hear that. The packโs been through so much, and knowing that Callum and Raina are slowly finding their footing again makes me happy. They deserve it.Luke looks at me for a
The sunlight spills through the windows, warming the small kitchen of my apartment as I stand at the counter, staring at the half-empty bag of flour. Baking was never really my thing, but after everything thatโs happened, Iโve been wanting to try new thingsโthings that make me feel normal, grounded, and more connected to life. But trying to bake cookies without knowing what Iโm doing feels like an absolute disaster in progress."Cheryl?" Lukeโs deep voice carries from the living room.I hear his footsteps approaching, and I turn just in time to see him leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, with that smirk that makes my stomach flip every time. His black T-shirt clings to his chest in all the right ways, and even though Iโve spent more time with him than I can count, my heart still skips a beat."Whatโs going on here?" He raises an eyebrow, glancing at the mess Iโve made of the kitchenโflour on the counter, the floor, and somehow even on me. He grins wider when he sees a streak
The sunโs just beginning to rise over the horizon as I pull into the small parking lot outside Cherylโs apartment. Itโs a modest place on the outskirts of the city, not too far from her aviation college but far enough to give her some space from the chaos of the pack. I kill the engine and take a moment to sit back in the driverโs seat, letting the quiet hum of the city wake up around me.Itโs been a strange few months since the war ended. Weโve all been healing, some of us faster than others. Cherylโs been pouring herself into her studies, and I canโt say I blame her. I think we all needed something to focus on after everything that went down. As for me, Iโve been doing my best to juggle a new kind of lifeโa life thatโs split between being the Alpha of our pack and being by Cherylโs side.Shifting between the city and the packโs territory hasnโt been easy. I never realized how complicated it could get, managing the responsibilities of leading the pack while also figuring out how to r
The evening air is cool as it wraps around us, the early signs of autumn bringing a chill that makes me snuggle deeper into Lukeโs embrace. His arms are warm and strong, holding me close as we stand on the porch of the pack house. The house itself is almost fully rebuilt now, the scaffolding mostly gone, the fresh wood standing proudly where the old had been torn away. It feels like a symbol of our own livesโpatched together, but stronger than ever.Iโm still riding the high of my first day at the Aviation College. The reality of it is finally sinking in. Iโm really doing this. Iโm going to become a pilot, something Iโve dreamed about for as long as I can remember. It feels surreal, like a part of me still doesnโt believe itโs possible. But Luke does. Heโs believed in me all along.โHow does it feel?โ he asks, his voice soft as he rests his chin on top of my head.โBetter than I couldโve imagined,โ I murmur, closing my eyes and letting myself sink into the warmth of him. โI was so ner
The air is crisp as the early autumn wind sweeps through the trees, carrying with it the scent of wood smoke and damp earth. The pack house is finally taking shape again, the framework standing strong after weeks of intense work. Thereโs still a lot to doโwindows to install, walls to paint, but it feels like progress, real progress. More than that, it feels like a reflection of where we all are. Weโre all standing on firmer ground now, even if it still feels shaky sometimes.Lukeโs been my rock through all of this, and itโs not lost on me how deeply weโve both changed. Somewhere between the battles and rebuilding, we found each other in a way I never expected. Loving him has been the one steady thing when everything else was chaos. But as strong as my feelings for Luke are, thereโs something else thatโs been weighing on me, something Iโve been too scared to think about.I havenโt seen my parents since this whole nightmare started.When the conflict with the wolf hunters kicked into hi
Callum and Rainaโs relationship is healing, too, though itโs a slower process. Theyโve been spending more time together, talking quietly when they think no one is watching. Callumโs still waryโstill hurtingโbut I can see the way he looks at her, the way his walls are slowly coming down.Raina knows that Callum needs time. She knows she canโt undo whatโs been done, canโt erase the mistakes she made when she got involved with the hunters. But the way she moves around him now, careful but committed, shows how much sheโs trying to make up for it. She never pushes too hard, never demands more than he can give, but sheโs always thereโsteady, like a rock in the middle of a river. I respect that about her, even after everything that happened.Callum, though still guarded, is beginning to soften. Itโs in the small thingsโthe way heโll linger when she talks to him, or how his eyes follow her when sheโs near. Iโve known him for most of my life, and I can see the cracks forming in the wall heโs b