(Tyler's POV)
Mrs Harris was in the kitchen preparing dinner by the look of things. She saw me approaching and stopped what she was doing, setting her knife down and wiping her hands on her apron.
“Tyler, what’s going on?” she asked in a low voice, probably hoping that Kate wouldn't overhear us. Her tone was weary rather than accusing. “You boys assured me that you would take care of her, but here she is, barely two days later, sobbing her heart out. Again...”
"I know, I'm sorry Mrs Harris," I replied, feeling guilty even though I wasn't the one at fault here. “I know how it must look, but I promise, I have only the best intentions for Kate.”
"I know that..." Mrs Harris replied with an exhausted sigh. "I know that. You're always here to pick up the pieces and I really am grateful for that. But this..." she went on, choosing her words carefully. "This doesn't seem right. It feels like at least once a
(Tyler's POV)As we headed into the kitchen, Aunt Mara dropped what she was doing and made her way over to Kate with outstretched arms.I saw Kate's eyes misting up with tears once again, but she fought them, only allowing one to roll down her cheek before she wiped it away with a sniff."I'll give you guys some privacy," I said, placing Kate's used mug in the sink before I headed towards the front door."It's okay," Kate murmured as her aunt released her from the hug. "Stay."I hadn't wanted to leave, but it felt like the right thing to do, so I was grateful when she told me to stay."Are you okay, honey? What happened?" Mrs Harris asked, her concern obvious in the lines on her face.Kate took a deep breath, steadying herself. When she spoke again she sounded so numb and detached, like she was talking about someone else's life. "I think Ryder cheated on me," she said mechanically. "He was in his bedroom with his ex-girlfriend or ex-fling or whatever you want to call her... I didn't se
(Tyler’s POV)I barged into Ryder's room, expecting to find him there, but the room was empty, only fuelling my irritation. I clenched my fists as I set about the rest of the house, determined to find him.As I searched, my fury only grew. He'd better not have decided to leave...At last, I stormed into the kitchen, and as luck would have it, there he sat, innocently eating his dinner in the last place I decided to look.Ryder glanced up at me with an expression of concern. “Did you find—”Before he could finish his sentence though, my fist connected with his face and sent him reeling. He went flying off of his chair, but somehow managed to catch himself before he went sprawling to the floor.He glared at me, his teeth clenched as he touched his fingers to his face, scoffing when he looked back down at them and saw the blood that was pouring from his nose."Did you just fucking sucker punch me?" he asked, his voice low and threatening.I didn't even bother to respond, instead, I grabb
(Tyler’s POV)I headed to my room, my body aching from the fight and my mind still reeling. I'd made my point though, which gave me some sense of satisfaction. Each step reminded me of the blows I’d exchanged with Ryder, but the physical pain was nothing compared to the turmoil in my mind.Sneaking into my room, I made sure not to wake Kate. I pulled on a pair of sweatpants and glanced over at her. She was still fast asleep, her face peaceful. A wave of relief washed over me.I sat on the bed beside her with a sigh, reaching out to brush a strand of hair away from her face, but as I extended my arm, I saw in the dim light that my hand was full of blood. I retracted it quickly, not wanting to soil her or taint her in any way.Taking a deep breath, I pulled myself to my feet and headed back to my mom in the kitchen. As I approached, I heard more yelling echoing through the house. My mom stepped out of the kitchen, her brow furrowed and a pained expression on her face as she gestured for
(Ryder’s POV)I slumped down on the cold kitchen floor, my back against the cracked pantry door. Blood trickled down my face from my nose, dripping onto my chest drop by drop. The entire left side of my face throbbed where Tyler’s fist had connected, and every breath I took sent a sharp pain through my ribs.The fight had been brutal, and now the aftermath was even worse.Dad stood in front of me, his arms crossed and his face a mask of controlled fury.“What the hell were you thinking, Ryder?” he asked, his voice still ringing with anger and accusation.I wiped the blood from my nose with the back of my hand and shrugged. “I told you, nothing happened.”“Nothing happened?” Dad’s voice was a low growl. “Your brother nearly killed you, and you think nothing happened?”“He overreacted,” I muttered, looking away. "Nothing happened with Bailey. Him and Kate are just jumping to conclusions."Dad stepped closer, his presence looming over me. “How did you think it would look, Ryder? How did
(Ryder's POV)"Son, we don't favour your brother. Your mother and I love and care about you both equally. When you told us you didn't want to be Alpha, it broke our hearts. This is my legacy, our lineage. I can't lie to you and tell you that I wasn't disappointed, but we've tried to support you as best we can on the path you've chosen," my dad explained gently.I scoffed. "Bullshit... It's clear that you look down on me and my choices. You think I just play songs with my friends, but there's so much more to it. You don't even acknowledge the hard work I have to put into it!" I flared."Ryder," my dad went on, "I'm disappointed that you turned down your role as Alpha, but that doesn't mean I want you to fail at life. Perhaps I may come across a bit condescending at times, and I'm sorry about that. I'll try and work on it. But when you started these studies, your mother and I would often ask you how it was going and the only response we ever got from you was, 'fine'. We tried to engage,
(Katelyn’s POV)Gentle fingers caressed my cheek, tugging me from my dreams.My eyes flickered open, adjusting to the soft morning light that seeped in through a crack in the blinds. Tyler's smile greeted me, warm and welcoming.I blinked my groggy eyes as he came into focus, a sleepy smile adorning my lips."Morning," I mumbled, rubbing at one of my eyes."Morning," he replied, his voice gentle. "How did you sleep?""Really goo—", I had begun to respond, but the words died before they escaped my lips. "What happened to your face!?" I asked, shocked by his appearance.He had a pretty deep gash on one of his eyebrows, and another on his lower lip. Both looked like they were in the process of healing, but still, they didn't look great.My fingers traced over his brow bone, skimming over the purpling bruise gently. "Does it hurt?" I asked worriedly."A little," Tyler confessed. "But it's not so bad," he brushed it off."What happened?" I asked again, my fingers now trailing over his slig
(Tyler’s POV)I made my way upstairs, feeling the tension in the house growing with each step.As I reached the top of the stairs, I took a deep breath and steeled myself for what was to come. I could hear my Mom's voice, a low murmur punctuated by the occasional sharp word.I pushed open the door to my dad's office and stepped inside.Dad sat behind his desk, his laptop in front of him, but he wasn't looking at it. He quickly over to me now, his eyes narrowing. Mom stood beside one of the leather couches near the fireplace, her expression a mixture of concern and disappointment as she looked over at Ryder. He was standing by the window with his arms folded across his chest, his back to the rest of the room as he gazed outside.The tension in the room was palpable."Where’s Kate?" Dad asked as he peered behind me, likely expecting her to walk in any second now."She's not coming," I replied, meeting his gaze head-on. "She doesn’t want to see Ryder right now, and I don’t blame her."D
(Katelyn’s POV)I heard the faint creak of the door opening and turned to see Tyler entering the room. His expression was a mixture of frustration and exhaustion, and I knew the family meeting must have been a rough one."Hey," I greeted him softly, putting down the book I'd been pretending to read."Hey," he replied, his voice strained.He walked over to the bed and sat down beside me, his eyes scanning my face for any signs of distress."How did it go?" I asked, already dreading the answer.Tyler sighed, running a hand through his hair. "As well as it could, I guess. Ryder tried to apologize, but I told him it was too late. And my dad wasn't happy that you didn't come, but I explained the situation to him. He wants you to head up next." I'd expected as much, but I can't say that the anticipation had made me feel any more prepared.I nodded my head solemnly, swinging my legs off the bed, determined to get this over with."Do you want me to come with you?" Tyler offered, his voice r
(Katelyn's POV)"You're okay," Tyler whispered over and over again, but I wasn't sure whether he was talking to me or to himself.“What the fuck was that, Kate?!” Ryder's voice demanded.I shook my head, against Tyler's chest, still trying to come to terms with where I was and what was going on here."I... I just..." I tried to reply, but my voice was weak and hoarse.Tyler kissed the top of my head, his own breathing uneven as he gently stroked my hair, still holding me against him in a death grip. "Sshhh... Sshhh..." he hushed me, shaking his head as he rocked me back and forth."Never again. Never a-fucking-gain. Okay? You're never doing that again, Katelyn," Ryder's voice was sharp and firm, leaving no room for argument or debate. "Never again..." he repeated, sounding more exhausted now.It took a few minutes for me to regain my bearings as Tyler continued to whisper soft reassurances in my ear, rocking me back and forth against his chest like a child.I heard the sound of footst
(Katelyn's POV)The airplane’s engines droned softly as I stared out the window, the world below reduced to quilted patches of green and brown earth divided by winding roads.New Haven, Connecticut... The Council Headquarters. We were still a few hours away, but the gravity of what awaited me felt like a noose around my neck.I adjusted my seatbelt for what felt like the hundredth time and closed my eyes, leaning back into my seat and letting my thoughts drift back over the last two days at home. The two days I’d spent trying, and failing, to harness my telekinesis. The two days that had left me feeling more exhausted, more frustrated, and more anxious than before.I’d wanted so badly to figure it all out before I faced The Council. I’d tried everything I could think of. At first, I tried to recreate the conditions of those emotional surges, thinking maybe I could trick my mind into somehow flipping that internal switch. I thought about arguments. About fear. About sadness. But nothin
(Katelyn's POV)The next day started off like any other, but with the new weight and responsibility of pregnancy pressing down on me. I'd made a call to Dr Connors's offices to try and get a better idea of how far along I was and we managed to gauge that I was about three weeks in. She said they would be able to confirm by checking measurements and all that stuff at my first scan, but for now, I was three weeks in. Three out of forty. It somehow felt like too much and not enough at the same time.Shortly after the call, Alpha David's voice called from upstairs. My blood went cold and the twins and I exchanged worried glances."Jesus, do you think he overheard that?" I asked, feeling like a deer caught in the headlights.Tyler shook his head. "I doubt it..." but still, he looked as concerned as I felt.The fact that David had bothered to call us upstairs personally, rather than sending Tyler a message like he usually did, didn’t escape me. This time, he’d taken the effort to personally
(Katelyn's POV)Ryder's hand lingered on my stomach for a moment, but then he sighed and dropped it."So... What do we do now? I mean, I guess this thing is happening. Do we have to start picking names and shit?" he asked, his eyes filled with fear and uncertainty.I shook my head. "I don't really know. Can't say this has ever happened to me before. I don't even know how far along I am... I kinda freaked out and left the doctor's office before she got to tell me..." I admitted."Well, you should probably find out," Tyler suggested, slipping his hand into mine and giving it a squeeze. "A timeline might be helpful here."I shrugged. "Yeah, I guess you're right. I'll try get hold of the doctor's office tomorrow to see if she can give me more details. She said something about an OBGYN. I think she gave me a referral or something. Maybe Jen knows more of the details. My brain was all over the place," I explained, feeling a little stupid for not paying more attention to something so fucking
(Katelyn's POV)Ryder fell into silence, not finishing his thought as his jaw tightened and his hands balled into fists.Tyler’s hand rested reassuringly on mine, his presence a steadying force, but Ryder’s tense silence was killing me. He looked like a caged animal, his eyes filled with fear and uncertainty.“I…” Ryder started, but his voice faltered. He took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling as frustration flashed across his face. “How am I supposed to do this?!” he suddenly blurted, his voice sharp and rising with each word. “For fuck’s sake! I’ve just agreed to take on the role of Alpha! Now I need to play dad too?! When is it going to stop?! When is it going to be enough?!”He stood up again and began pacing, his movements erratic and tense. “I can’t! I can’t do all of this at the same time! It’s too much! How the fuck am I supposed to deal with this?!”His words hit me like a slap, leaving me momentarily stunned. The fear and uncertainty I had been feeling all day were
(Katelyn's POV)The drive home had felt too short. Jenna and I had spent lunch talking in circles, and I knew she was just trying to distract me, to lighten the load, but there was no amount of banter or brainstorming that could make this easier.When she’d suggested checking out some stores for the twins’ birthday gifts, I’d briefly considered it, but ultimately, I'd ended up saying no. I was way too distracted to focus and it felt like it would be a total waste of time. So, instead, she called the Uber, and we headed home.The drive was quiet, my thoughts too loud to leave room for conversation. All I could think about the entire way was what I was going to say, rehearsing it in my mind and trying to come up with the right words, but I guess there are only so many ways you can say, 'I'm pregnant', right?When the Uber pulled up outside the house, Jenna gave me a tight hug. “You’ll be fine,” she murmured, her hands gripping my shoulders as she looked me in the eye. “You’re going to t
(Katelyn's POV)"You can tell them the truth, babe," Jenna said with a reassuring smile. "I mean, that's what I'd recommend.""What if... What if I can't do this? What if... What if I don't want this life?" I whispered softly, ashamed to be saying the words out loud.Jenna squeezed my hand. "Well, that's something you need to think about. It's not a decision to make on a whim. But if that's what you decide, I'll be there for you every step of the way. I'll hold your hand in the appointment and tell you that everything is going to be okay. I would never let you do this on your own, okay? Never," she assured me, looking into my eyes with a fierceness that told me she wasn't kidding."Do you want to think it over for a while before you talk to the twins about it?" she suggested, her hand still clutching mine across the table.I shook my head. "No. I can't keep this from them. Even if I wanted to, I know I wouldn't be able to.""Babe, I'm sure they're going to be super supportive," she ins
(Katelyn's POV)The words echoed in my ears, bouncing around my skull but refusing to settle into anything coherent.“No,” I whispered, shaking my head as tears began to well up in my eyes. “I can't... That can't... This wasn’t...” but the words evaporated into thin air as I tried to reason this out.Dr Connors watched me carefully. “I know this might be a lot to take in,” she said, keeping her tone professional but supportive. “But you have options, Katelyn. You don’t need to make any decisions right now. Perhaps you should just take some time to process this.”“Options?” I repeated numbly, the word tasting foreign on my tongue.Her meaning was clear, but I couldn’t focus on it. I couldn’t focus on anything. The tears spilled over, sliding down my cheeks as my chest heaved with quiet sobs.Jenna was at my side instantly, wrapping her arm around my shoulder. “It’s okay, babe,” she murmured. “We’ll figure this out, okay? You’re not alone in this. I'm here with you.”I couldn’t even bri
(Katelyn's POV)The silence in the room was unbearable as Dr. Connors studied the test. My heart pounded, each beat feeling sharper than the last and I could feel sweat beginning to pool at the base of my spine.“It’s positive,” Dr. Connors said, looking down at the test on the desk in front of her.My stomach flipped violently. “What?!” I blurted, my voice echoing in the hollow room.“It’s positive,” she repeated, looking at me with a measured expression.I blinked at her, my mind scrambling to process the information. “No, no, no,” I stammered, shaking my head furiously. “That can’t be right. How many stripes should it have?" I demanded to know, certain that she must be mistaken."One stripe is negative, two is positive," she explained, pushing the test toward me for verification."Well then you're wrong, when I—" The words died on my lips as I looked down at the test in front of me. Two stripes. One was faint, but very clearly a stripe.My mouth went dry, my lungs forgot how to wo