I tried to get a hold of myself as I waited for Aunt Mara's imminent arrival. I wasn't sure what to say to her when I saw her. Should I be happy or hurt? The emotions overwhelmed me and I felt like I was starting to spiral."Deep breaths," Ryder said softly as he patted my back. "Deep breaths," he repeated. "She'll be here soon and then you'll know the truth," he encouraged me.But I shook my head. "What if I don't like the truth?" I asked miserably.Ryder frowned. "Sometimes the truth sucks. But it's better to know so that you can decide how you want to use that information going forward. You don't want to live a lie, Kate. This sucks right now, but over time, it will get better. You'll see," he said as he rubbed my back.I gave a slight chuckle at that, then went on to say, "Looks like all those therapy appointments are starting to pay off."Ryder chuckled at that too. "Sorry, I don't mean to sound preachy."I took a deep breath and sat up, wiping my eyes. "I don't know what to say
I looked at Aunt Mara in confusion, willing her to go on."An adoption implies that there was some kind of formal process to it, but in this case, it wasn't like that," she explained.She looked hesitant, but pushed on, taking a deep breath before she continued, "You're 18 now, so I guess about 18 years ago, there was some dispute between the Aspenwood Pack and another pack. I think they were called the Blue Ridge Pack or Blue Moon? Something like that. I can't remember now," Aunt Mara explained."Anyway," she continued, "I don't know whether it was a land dispute or some disagreement between the Alphas. I wasn't privy to that information. But whatever it was, it ended up with the Aspenwood Pack practically exterminating the Blue Ridge Pack. They were a much smaller pack and realistically, they never would have stood a chance against Aspenwood. To add salt to the wound, Aspenwood attacked them out of nowhere in the middle of the night. There was no hope for them."I watched my aunt as
I felt like the floor was slipping away and I was falling into a bottomless pit. Only this time, it wasn't a vision. This was my life. This was real.Part of me wished I didn't know so that I didn't have to traverse this emotional shitstorm. How do you even move on from something like this? How do you continue your life when you find out that everything you thought you knew was a lie?"Are you mad at me?" Aunt Mara asked softly, her voice trembling with uncertainty.I wiped the tears from my cheeks. I was mad, but at the same time, I wasn't. Not at her at least, so I shook my head. "I just wish someone had told me," I said, my voice soft and defeated. "If I had just known the truth, it probably would have made my life so much easier.""Would it though?" Aunt Mara asked seriously, her eyes searching mine.I considered this for a moment. In some ways, it definitely would have made things easier, but in other ways, probably not. I had always FELT like an outsider, but KNOWING I was an ou
Just then, Tyler walked into the room, hovering awkwardly at the entryway, catching Aunt Mara and me in the midst of our emotional exchange.We both awkwardly wiped our teary faces as Tyler said, "Hey, sorry. I didn't realize I was interrupting something. I'll... uh... I'll be in my room if you need me." He gave us both an awkward wave before he left the room."Not sure he's ever seen me at my best, but he's definitely seen me at my worst," I said with a wry smile, pulling another tissue from the box on the table and offering one to Aunt Mara, who took it gratefully.Aunt Mara chuckled softly. "How are things with Ryder?" she asked tentatively.I sighed before responding. "Stagnant. I can't bear the thought of just ending things between us, but I don't know if I can ever trust him again," I explained miserably. Aunt Mara was about to say something when I continued, "And I know he's trying. I can see it and I appreciate it, but... I just don't know. Maybe it feels like it's just too la
Ryder and Tyler both tried to comfort me, assuring me that they were both there for me and would do whatever they could to help me through this. I was grateful for their support, but I felt like I needed some space. A moment to myself to just reflect on everything."I think I want to go for a run in the forest," I said softly.The forest here always felt like a safe place for me, and running might help me release some of the frustration and resentment that had begun to grow inside me.Tyler nodded. "Yeah, that's a good idea. You should go. I've got some pack stuff to sort out first, but I'll meet you there later if you're not back by the time I'm ready."It looked like Ryder wanted to say something, but he was holding his breath and I noticed Tyler's narrowed eyes settling on him with a stern expression.Something was clearly off between the two of them, but I just didn't have it in me to play referee right now.Instead, I headed out to the forest, stripping off my clothes and shiftin
This was Tyler, right? He wouldn't hurt me. So why was he hurting me?I didn't know whether to fight back or submit. Running wasn't an option right now, his teeth would likely tear through my flesh if I tried to move.He was holding me there, gripping me in place, but he wasn't biting down further. He was growling menacingly though.With defeat, I whimpered and went limp in his grip, shocked that Tyler could attack me like this. Completely unprovoked too, which only served to enhance my pain.Suddenly I felt his uncertainty. It seemed like he wasn't sure whether he wanted to snap my neck, while simultaneously, I wasn't sure whether this was the end of the line for me.Without warning, he released me and shifted back into his human form, looking into my eyes as if searching for something."Kate?" he said with uncertainty.I was frightened of him now and took a few cautious steps back, trying to put some distance between us. I didn't understand why he would turn on me like that. My mind
(Tyler's POV)The sound of voices drew me into the living room, but the second I walked in I wished I hadn't. Kate and Mrs Harris were clutching one another tightly, their eyes red and teary. I felt like I was intruding on a really personal moment and quietly tried to back out again without being detected, but my sudden presence had already drawn their attention.“Hey, sorry. I didn’t realize I was interrupting something. I’ll… uh… I’ll be in my room if you need me,” I muttered, stepping backward towards the doorway and making a quick exit to give them some privacy.I was heading to my bedroom, intending to wait there for Kate so that I could be her shoulder to cry on once she and her aunt had sorted out their stuff, but I paused in front of my door for a moment. Something had been gnawing at me for a while and I figured that now might be a good opportunity to address it.With a deep breath, I headed back towards Ryder's bedroom door, knocking on it softly and waiting for a reply. Whe
(Tyler's POV)Heading up to my dad’s office, I dreaded the impending troubles and issues I was going to have to deal with. Two of our allied packs now seemed to have some dispute with one another, and they were pressuring us to pick sides. The situation was going to require diplomacy and skill to navigate, qualities my father fortunately possessed in spades.After a painstaking conversation where he dissected my proposed plan, pointing out every conceivable flaw, I conceded and decided to just sit back and watch the master at work. Listening in on the telephone conversations between the Alphas, I had to admit, he had a knack for placating people who didn’t agree with him. He was firm but not argumentative, making his point clear without alienating anyone.Once that disaster was handled, at least for the moment, I went out in search of Kate. It was starting to get dark, and I was eager to spend some time with her in our wolf forms. We hadn’t had much time for it lately. Either she was
(Katelyn's POV)The doors swung open with a soft thud, revealing an amphitheater-style room with rows and rows of older men and women watching us from elevated seats.They were all Elders, each face lined with years of experience... decades, maybe even fucking centuries for all I knew. Here they sat, their faces stern and composed.It was almost surreal. There were about fifty of them, I might guess. Fifty people who were basically going to determine my future on my behalf.Can't say I liked the sound of that at all.Tyler, Ryder, and I stood at the center of the space, where a single wooden chair awaited me. Just one. Obviously they hadn't anticipated that I'd be bringing an entourage.My heart clenched in my chest and I swallowed hard, hoping I wouldn’t choke on my own nerves.In the front row, I spotted Helen, Roderick, and, much to my disappointment, Simon. Helen nodded and gave me a small smile in greeting, while Roderick kept his expression neutral, though I could see his eyes s
(Katelyn's POV)The cab pulled up outside a weathered, ivy-clad building on a quiet street in New Haven, Connecticut. From the outside, it looked like an old academic institute. Just the type of place someone might come to pore over dusty manuscripts or discuss obscure theories with professors who wore tweed jackets. But I knew better.This was The Council’s headquarters, masquerading as the “Institute for Cultural Anthropology” to the human world. I'd heard about it, but I never thought I would actually get to see it in the flesh.My stomach churned as I stepped out onto the sidewalk. The air was crisp, carrying a hint of autumn even though it wasn’t quite the season yet.Behind me, Tyler and Ryder followed closely, their postures tense and alert, flanking me like a pair of protective bodyguards. It was an odd comfort, knowing I wasn’t walking into this alone. But the weight of what lay ahead pressed down on me like a lead blanket.“Looks normal enough,” Ryder muttered, eyeing the st
(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