"Kate..." I heard a man's voice calling to me. It was deep but gentle and I felt drawn to it. "Kate..." it repeated, and I felt my consciousness flooding back as my eyes fluttered open. Ryder was hovering over me, looking into my eyes as his fingers traced the curve of my jaw. He smiled as my eyes opened, and I couldn't help but smile back. "Hey..." he murmured softly as the fingers of my left hand reached out to touch his face. They brushed over his lips as I blinked with dreamy eyes. He caught my hand and held it against his lips, pressing a kiss to my palm. The sound of a man clearing his throat caught my attention. With a frown, I tried to sit up, trying to find the source of the sound. The harsh reality of my broken arm struck me as I tried to use it to prop myself up and I winced in pain. I squinted as I looked around the room, realizing the sun had set and the lights were on. A delicious smell wafted through the air and Aunt Mara stood in the kitchen, preparing mugs for co
"I... I didn't realize," Dr Kelly admitted, which was unsurprising because we hadn't exactly gone public with the news just yet. I wasn't sure about the boys, but I wanted to figure out how to handle the relationship before I felt comfortable letting everyone else and their dog in on it. "It's no big deal," I assured the doctor as I shot Ryder a stern look. He knew I didn't want to be Luna, why was he throwing this around now? "Well, uh, I'd be happy to make a house call on Friday to see to the removal of the cast if you like?" he offered, suddenly seeming far more accommodating now that he realized I might hold some position of power. I hated it. "No, it's fine. I'll come to your offices, thank you," I assured him, keen to end the conversation now. He reopened his leather doctor's bag and produced a business card, handing it to me with a winning smile. "If you need anything, day or night, please let me know," he went on, laying the charm on thick now. I took it with a hesitant sm
I woke to the sound of my bedroom door creaking open.Trying to sit up, I squinted toward it, expecting to see Aunt Mara, but to my surprise, Ryder slipped in.Before I could say a word, he shushed me, taking the few steps over to my bed and slipping in beside me."It's too early... Sleep," he urged, pulling the covers up around us.I was still half asleep and confused. "Why are you here?" I asked, my voice sounding gruff and tired."Your Aunt just left for work, so I'm here to take care of you for the day, remember? But forget about that now. Just go back to sleep," he insisted, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me close against his body."Why didn't you stay last night? I wanted you to stay..." I pouted, trying my best to give him an accusing look in spite of my sleepy eyes."Because it felt weird with your aunt here. It's her house and she didn't invite me to stay and it just felt weird. I wanted to... You made it really hard to say no," he replied sincerely, finishing o
He stepped closer to me with hungry eyes, his fingers resting on my hips for a moment before snaking their way into the waistband of my panties. He paused again as if waiting for me to give him the all-clear.Was I doing this? Was I letting Ryder undress me? Where was this going and was I okay with it? My mind raced with questions while my heart raced with a combination of excitement, anticipation, and fear.I nodded.He slipped them down with the confidence that told me he'd done this many times before and the thought made me feel some type of way. I wasn't about to try and unpack that now though.Standing there, frozen to the spot, my mind was a mess of questions only I could answer, but the answers seemed elusive.His eyes lingered on me like a predator before I turned and stepped into the bath, seeking out the obscurity that the bubbles would provide. He watched me as I lowered myself into the water, then submerged myself below its surface to wet my hair. I tried my best to keep m
"You okay over there?"Ryder asked as I slid deeper into the water, my eyes still closed as my heart tried to find its regular tempo. He'd pulled his hand away a little while ago and had given me a moment to get a grip of myself, but I was still coming down from my high. "Kate?" he tried again, his fingers trailing over my exposed knee. I shuddered at his touch and giggled before nodding and immersing my lips below the water. "You're alright then?" he repeated with a smirk on his lips. I nodded, still partially submerged, a beaming smile on my lips. The water was beginning to get cold now though, and I was eager to get out as soon as I was capable of walking again. He leaned over the bath, his elbows resting on the side of it as he watched me with adoration. Reaching his hand out, he ran his fingers over my cheek, then cupped it gently. I rubbed my face against him like a cat seeking affection. "I'm fucking crazy about you, Kate," he confessed, a hint of vulnerability lacing his
Now that I was dressed, I stood there awkwardly, waiting for Ryder to take the hint and leave the room to give me a little privacy to talk to Tyler."Right," he said, the realization dawning on him, "I'll, uh, see what I can find for us to eat," he decided, heading out of the room and closing the door behind him.I sighed a breath of relief at having managed to avoid a slightly awkward conversation, and picked up my phone, finding Tyler's number before pressing the 'call' button.I was about to give up after it rang about 8 times without an answer, but then he finally picked up."Kate," he said breathlessly."I'm here," I replied, wanting to assure him that I hadn't dropped the call."Sorry, I didn't want to take the call in front of the entire meeting, so I had to excuse myself. How are you?" he asked, the words pouring out of him, hurried and urgent."I'm okay. My arm feels a lot better today. Hopefully, I'll be able to get the cast off tomorrow. How are things with you? You said yo
After hanging up, the room felt emptier and so did I. Tyler's absence was a void I couldn't seem to fill. At least I still had the promise of Saturday though. I headed out with a sigh, eager to burrow myself in Ryder's arms. He was standing in the kitchen, hidden behind an open cupboard. "Well, I can offer you cereal," he said, shaking two boxes in my general direction, but as I approached he noticed my miserable demeanor and set the boxes on the counter before meeting me in the lounge with a caring hug. "You okay?" he whispered down into my ear, holding me tightly. I nodded, but the truth was that I was once again fighting back my tears. "I'm sorry, Kate. If it makes you feel any better, he really wishes he could be here. And I'm not just saying that. I know how hard these last couple of days have been for him too," he explained, trying to make the pain a little more bearable by showing me that it was shared. I couldn't find the words to respond, so once again, I simply nodded
"Uh... I guess..." Ryder replied sounding unenthusiastic. "It's cool if you don't want to," I replied, not wanting him to feel pressured, but noting the difference between his response and Tyler's. "Who do you want to call?" he asked, seemingly testing the waters now. "My friend Jenna from back home. I was supposed to call her yesterday, but we all know how yesterday went," I replied with an exhausted sigh. "Okay, I guess I can make an appearance," he relented. I can't say he seemed thrilled about it, but he didn't appear to be totally against it either. I pressed the button to begin a video call. Within seconds, Jenna picked up, a beaming smile on her face. It looked like a warm sunny day in Colorado and she was out and about with the wind blowing through her hair. I smiled. She looked happy and gorgeous as always. "Kate! Where have you been? Why haven't you texted? I miss you!" her words came out in a hurried tumble and she sounded simultaneously hurt and excited. I grimaced
(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