Tyler and Ryder remained under the awning, watching as we drove away. "What happened, honey?" Aunt Mara asked, her tone filled with worry and concern. I kept it together a moment longer, waiting until we were out on the street before I let go. I sobbed. It was as if I had sprung a leak the way the tears simply flowed from my eyes. "Honey? What's going on?! Did they hurt you?!" Aunt Mara pressed, obviously concerned now that I'd been the victim of some terrible act or something. I had to set the record straight. I couldn't have her thinking my mate... Wait, correction, my MATES were complete and utter reprobates. "No," I managed to choke out. "Nothing like that," I tried to assure her, but I'm pretty sure that the delivery was unconvincing. "Then why are you crying like this? What happened, Katelyn?" she urged desperately. I tried to take a deep breath, but it caught in my throat. I pressed on regardless, knowing that I needed to give her an explanation. "They're... They're bot
Ryder picked me up. He arrived in a huge black Hummer that probably would have blocked out the sun had there been any. I ran through the rain, clutching Tyler's jacket to me for warmth. I'd brought it with me to return it, but to be honest, it was also bringing me some level of comfort and I wasn't really sure how I was going to part with it. "If you'd waited two seconds I would have brought the umbrella," Ryder said, gesturing to the black umbrella he had in his hand as he sat in the driver's seat. "I'm fine, it wasn't so bad," I lied, trying to downplay the fact that I'd just run through what felt like a fucking tsunami and was absolutely soaked. I pulled my hood back and shook out my damp hair before I slumped against the seat. "So what have you guys decided?" I asked, giving Ryder a searching look as he pulled away. "We can all discuss it together when we're back at the house," he said firmly, clearly not wanting to divulge any of the details without his brother. I sighed, r
"Why would I be jealous?" he asked seriously. "Does the mate bond feel less for me than it does for Tyler?" he asked, searching my face for answers."No," I replied honestly, pursing my lips and seeing his point."Exactly. If you feel the same way about both of us, then I've got nothing to be jealous of. I think it would probably come down to schedules and availability... Which means you'll probably be stuck with me a lot of the time, anyway," Ryder said with a mischievous grin."What do you mean?" I asked, uncertain why I'd be stuck with him more often."My schedule is pretty hectic," Tyler revealed, his shoulders slumping as he said it. It was obvious the guy was under immense pressure.I took a deep breath and considered the proposal for a minute. I leaned forward, resting my head in my hands and groaning. Then I sat up again and regarded them both."I dunno guys. It's cool that you'll be okay with it, but I don't know that I can get it through my head that it's not like some massi
Wrong...It started well enough. The boys led me to an enormous entertainment room where Tyler already had snacks, blankets, and pillows set out, probably in anticipation of our earlier failed 'date'. The TV was huge and the surround sound really made the experience super immersive. I was eager to just lay back and chill, allowing my brain a break from worrying about my current problems.I was huddled beneath a soft, fuzzy purple blanket and we were watching a comedy, something funny and lighthearted and not serious at all. Probably Tyler's attempt to ease any tension between the three of us. Within 15 minutes though, I had Tyler's hand in mine, our fingers gently stroking and caressing one another, the sensation soothing and calming. On my other side, I suddenly had Ryder's hand on my thigh, and it was wandering ever higher and higher, though the movement was so subtle and slow that it was almost imperceptible.Tyler's touch was calming while Ryder's fingers felt exciting and thrilli
Tyler froze midway into sitting, his attention now focused in the direction of the voice. "We're in here" he called out, immediately straightening up. In contrast, Ryder slouched even further into the sofa with a resigned sigh. "Here we go," he muttered under his breath. I felt sick, my anxiety peaking. I was about to meet the Alpha and Luna of the River Gorge Pack. My mates' parents. I stood, squeezing as close to Tyler as I could without seeming weird. He obviously sensed my discomfort and wrapped an arm around my shoulder, giving me a light squeeze. The woman who casually strolled into the room was nothing like I had imagined. She was tall and graceful with a presence that filled the room. Her hair was a soft brown, probably similar to my own natural color, with streaks of silver that hinted at her wisdom and experience. Her eyes were a warm hazel color and they scanned the room, predictably landing on me with curiosity. "And this must be your mate?" she asked, her gaze shifti
I snatched it back as if it were on fire. "The fuck dude?" I murmured in shocked disbelief, but he only chuckled. "I just had to check the 'total slut' theory," he replied with a shrug. I glared at him. I was about to tell him how wildly inappropriate that had been, but then I figured that was probably the reaction he'd been hoping for. So I went in a different direction. "Wow... That was disappointing. But Tyler is your 'big' brother, right?" I asked hopefully, trying to sound as believable as possible. It was now his turn to gasp in shocked disbelief. "What?!" I shrugged. "I'm not sure what reaction you were hoping for, Ryder. I guess I kinda expected more," I went on casually as I pulled Tyler's jacket around myself tightly and gave Ryder a pitying look. I could see the wheels of his mind working, trying to figure out whether I was joking or not. Unfortunately, my acting abilities only went so far and the look of panic and discomfort on his face made me break character. I c
(Tyler's POV)I watched along with my mom and dad as Ryder escaped the room with Katelyn close in tow. My parents' faces were etched with irritation and disappointment that they hadn't been able to continue their inquisition, but the room was silent until Katelyn and Ryder's footsteps had faded away and we heard the front door close.I felt the weight of expectation pressing down on me. It was a familiar burden, but tonight it had taken on a new form."Tyler..." Mom began, a look of concern on her face that I had seen countless times before, but I cut her off."No," I stated, my tone firm yet respectful as my gaze shifted between them. I sat forward in my seat now, agitated. "I actually can't believe you would disrespect my mate like that," I shook my head in disbelief. "She's probably convinced she's unwelcome here now. She was so nervous to meet you and I tried to tell her it wouldn't be so bad, but you were exactly what she anticipated," I kept my tone calm and measured."Well at l
Ryder smiled, leaning over and capturing my lips in a kiss once again. I anticipated it this time, so I didn't pull away. Instead, I fell into it, allowing it to take over and lead me wherever it was going.He was eager and passionate, but surprisingly gentle at the same time. It wasn't what I had expected from him, but I wasn't disappointed. I felt his hand, so daring and bold only minutes ago, was now gentle and cautious, cradling the side of my face as his thumb softly caressed my cheek.The kiss deepened and I found myself leaning into him, my fingers raking through his hair and tugging him closer, wanting to get lost in him. The pull between us was relentless, drawing me deeper and deeper in until I couldn't remember where we were or why we were there. It was just me and him and this... this moment.Suddenly, a blinding light shone into the car, ending the moment abruptly.I squinted, looking in the direction of the light only to see Aunt Mara. She was bundled up in her purple ro
(Ryder's POV)Tyler's belief in me should’ve felt reassuring, but instead, it felt like a heavy weight pressing down on my chest.“No,” I said again, more forcefully this time. “I’m just… It’s not me...”The conversation spiraled from there and we ended up in a shouting match with him trying to point out how good I had been at things like art and creative writing, as if that just somehow magically made me a more capable leader than I was giving myself credit for.It all just kept going downhill from there..."Fear of what, Ryder?! What are you afraid of?! It's sure as shit not being a disappointment because you've prided yourself on that fact for years now. So what is it? What are you so fucking afraid of?!" he snapped, his frustration and patience finally reaching its limit.“Of letting people down!” I finally admitted, the words bursting out before I could stop them. “I’m just—”But Tyler wasn't having it. Before I could even finish my sentence he spoke over me, his words tumbling o
(Ryder's POV)My eyes were focused on the ripples from my failed stone-skipping attempt, but I could feel Tyler's on me, waiting for a response.His question hung in the air and I didn't know how to answer it. I didn't know what to say.With a sigh, I dragged my hand down my face. “I’m just trying to figure shit out.”The answer was a cop-out, but I didn't know what else to tell him. I was torn between letting every word and thought pour out of me so that I could just get it out in the open or shutting down completely and internalizing everything until I finally imploded.“Figure what out?” he pressed, his tone firm but not pushy.Jesus... Did I tell him? Should I just spill the fucking beans and let the chips fall where they may? Or did I keep my mouth shut and deal with it myself?The silence hung over us, heavy and awkward as I struggled to make a decision. Why did this feel so fucking complicated?!He looked like he was going to ask again, to press harder for an actual answer and
(Ryder's POV)I sat on the mossy log, staring at the still surface of the pond in front of me. The air was cool and damp, the smell of earth and pine heavy in the air. I looked up as gray clouds swirled overhead, the threat of rain imminent.This was Tyler's spot, but I'd come here a couple of times before when I needed to get some space to think about shit. Back home, everything just felt so... consuming... overwhelming. Not that it was much better here. It's not like the problems just magically disappeared as soon as I stepped out the front door. But here... I don't know. It was quiet. There was no chaos.This wasn't exactly what I had had in mind when I left this morning, and truth be told, I had no clue how long I had been here. I'd turned my phone off, not wanting to have any distractions or interruptions.Kate had probably messaged, but I just needed this time to focus. To focus on this one stupid problem. A problem that shouldn't have even been a problem at all.There had been
(Tyler's POV) Before I had a chance to put together some kind of response, Ryder continued, “You’ve always been better at everything, Tyler. You could always run that much faster. You were always that much stronger. You always scored that much higher. Everything you ever did... Everything you ever do... You just do it better than me. You can even skip a fucking stone further than I can..." he went on, scoffing at the absurdity of it but I could see that it weighed him down.I bit my lip, still not knowing what to say. To some degree it was true, but there was so much more to it."And I don't hate you for it or anything, okay?" he said, as if trying to set the record straight. "It's not like it's your fault that I couldn't measure up. It's just the way things panned out, and that's fine. I guess the pack needs a leader and that's you. You were always the one everyone looked up to and I guess I just figured that the best thing I could do was stay out of your way and not hold you back.
(Tyler's POV)Ryder hesitated for a moment before shaking his head again and replying, "I'm just... trying to figure shit out.”“Figure what out?” I pressed, trying to sound curious rather than forceful.He was quiet for a long moment and I was almost one hundred percent sure he was going to give me the generic 'stuff' reply again, but he surprised me.“That empty feeling I told you guys about after the marking? Well, it’s still there. I tried to ignore it, figuring that The Elders being here was more important. I thought that maybe it would go away if I didn't think about it, but it hasn’t. It's just gotten worse and with all the shit that asshole Simon was saying... I just... I think… I think I might know why I've been feeling this way...” he trailed off.I frowned. “Why?”He hesitated, his hands clenching into fists. “It's the Alpha thing, I'm almost sure of it. I’ve been avoiding it for years, telling myself I didn’t want it, that it isn’t who I am. But now? It’s like it’s catchin
(Tyler's POV)The Fortress was as busy as ever. People milled around the gym, sparring, chatting, working out, the usual. The faint smell of sweat mingled with disinfectant hung in the air.I scanned the room, hoping to see Ryder beating the shit out of a punching bag or leaning against the wall, smirking at someone’s terrible form, but there was no sign of him.He didn't come here often, so my hopes weren't high to start with, but it was still disappointing when he was nowhere to be seen.If he wasn't in the gym, he didn't really have much reason to be here otherwise. But even so, I figured I may as well make the most of it and do a thorough check of the building.Making my way down the hallway that led to all the meeting rooms and classrooms, I peeked into a few of the rooms where I knew I wouldn't be interrupting anything important. Along the way, I ran into a few familiar faces, but no one I asked had seen him around.With no sign of him here and no solid leads, I stepped back out
(Katelyn's POV)Two days had passed since The Elders had left, and the weight of their impending decision hung over us like a miserable storm cloud. Everyone seemed to be carrying it differently. Tyler busied himself with pack matters, his steady demeanor a calm anchor amidst the uncertainty. Liz had thrown herself into the house, preparing meals and cleaning each and every nook and cranny as if that might somehow scrub away the tension that had been building. David had been quieter than usual, which was its own kind of unsettling.And Ryder? Ryder had been... absent.At first, I didn't think much of it. Ryder wasn't one to stick to predictable routines. He moved at his own pace and showed up where and when he wanted, usually with some sarcastic comment or mischievous grin.But today was different. I hadn't seen him since the morning when he'd looked a little out of it and had just told me he had a lot on his mind. That was it. That was the last time I had seen him. It was late afterno
(Katelyn's POV)I stared at Helen, my mind spinning with her words. Each revelation felt like a hammer blow, shattering any illusions I’d clung to about where this was going.“So, then what’s the point?” I asked, my voice sharper than I intended. “What’s the point of learning to control my abilities if it won’t make any difference? If they’re just going to see me as some kind of… resource?” The word tasted bitter in my mouth.Helen sighed, her gaze softening as she looked at me. “It’s not that simple, Katelyn. I won’t lie to you, there will always be those who see you as a means to an end. A 'resource', as you put it. That’s not going to change overnight. But that being said, things are changing. Times are changing and so is the way people think.”“Yeah, not fast enough,” I sneered, the frustration bubbling inside me.“No,” Helen admitted, nodding. “Not fast enough. But they ARE changing. And people like you? People like us? We’re the ones who will push those changes forward. We're th
(Katelyn's POV)I heard the vague sound of hurried footsteps approaching us, but I made no attempt to lift my head from Ryder's chest to see who it was. In my mind, I had pictured Liz coming to offer me some comfort, but when Ryder spoke, I realized my assumption must have been off."I don't think she wants to talk to you," he said, his voice firm and protective as he still clutched me tightly."Please," Helen's voice begged, "I just need a minute. I just want to explain—"But Tyler cut her off. "Listen, Helen, we appreciate how you've tried to assist with Simon and all that, but I think she just needs some space right now. There's nothing you can say that's going to fix this. It seems pretty obvious that the Council of Elders has their own agenda here," he stated, trying to keep his words firm without coming across as hostile."Katelyn," Helen tried again, refusing to give up, but Ryder simply rotated me away from her, standing as a barrier between us with his back towards her.I hea