The day after our walk, I found myself replaying every moment in my head. Nolan's quiet intensity, Jace's teasing grin, and the peace I felt being around them lingered longer than I expected. It was strangeโcomforting, evenโto feel something other than fear or anxiety.The morning sun streamed through my window, and I decided I needed to do something productive, something that made this cabin feel even more like mine. After a quick breakfast, I grabbed a notepad and started making a list of things I needed: groceries, a few more pieces of furniture, and maybe some plants to liven up the space.The thought of going into town felt less daunting today.I drove into Willowridge, the streets familiar now, though still holding an air of mystery. I parked near a small grocery store and headed inside, grabbing a cart and mentally preparing myself for the task ahead.Halfway through the store, as I debated between two brands of coffee, a voice interrupted my thoughts.โBig decision?โI turned
The morning of the farmers' market arrived with clear skies and a soft breeze that carried the scent of pine through my open windows. After a restless night filled with dreams I couldn't quite remember, I was grateful for the distraction. I pulled on a cozy sweater, grabbed my bag, and headed out.The market was set up in a clearing just outside of town, vibrant and bustling with life. Brightly colored tents were scattered across the open space, each one offering something unique. The air smelled of fresh bread, earthy herbs, and sweet honey, mingling with the crispness of the morning. I wandered through the stalls, taking in the chatter of locals, the warm laughter shared between friends, and the occasional bark of a dog trotting alongside its owner. Baskets overflowed with ripe fruits, glistening in the sunlight, and jars of golden honey lined wooden tables. Handwoven blankets and intricate jewelry were displayed with care, each item telling its own story. The
The day after the market, I found myself restless. My mind kept drifting back to Nolanโhis intense gaze, the flicker of gold in his eyes, the quiet way he listened when I spoke. I needed a distraction, so I decided to explore the trails behind my cabin.The forest was peaceful, the soft crunch of leaves beneath my boots and the occasional chirp of birds the only sounds. Sunlight filtered through the canopy, casting patterns on the forest floor. I was lost in thought when a voice startled me.โDidnโt expect to see you out here.โI turned quickly to find Nolan leaning against a tree, arms crossed, that familiar smirk tugging at his lips.โDo you always sneak up on people in the woods?โ I teased, trying to steady my racing heart.โOnly when they look like theyโre lost in their own world,โ he replied, pushing off the tree and walking toward me. โMind if I join you?โโNot at all,โ I said, surprising myself with how much I meant it.We walked in silence for a while, the woods wrapping aroun
NOLAN POVThe forest stretched around me, vast and unchanging, yet something felt different today. I wasnโt alone.I could feel him before I saw him. Jace had a way of making his presence known, whether intentional or not. His scent carried on the breezeโfresh cedar and something distinctly alpha. It was familiar, grounding, but today it was also laced with curiosity, suspicion even. He was searching for something, and I had a feeling I knew exactly what.I exhaled slowly as he stepped into view, hands in his pockets, his expression caught somewhere between amusement and scrutiny. He always had that easy confidence about him, but I knew when he was testing the waters.โYouโve been spending a lot of time with her,โ he remarked casually, though I caught the weight behind his words. He wasnโt just making conversation. He was digging.I didnโt respond immediately. Instead, I leaned back against a tree, arms crossed, watching him just as carefully as he was watching me. โSheโs interesting.
Chapter 14The morning air was crisp as I stepped onto the porch, wrapping my sweater tighter around me. The forest beyond the cabin stretched out endlessly, golden light filtering through the trees. It shouldโve felt peaceful. Safe.But something lingered in the back of my mind. A tension I couldnโt shake.I had felt it since yesterdayโsince the way Nolan had looked at me during our walk, the way Jace had lingered in town, watching me like I was something fragile. Something valuable.And I hated it.I wasnโt fragile. I wasnโt something to be handled carefully. I was starting over. I was free.The thought of staying cooped up inside made my skin itch, so I decided to go for a walk, hoping the fresh air would clear my head. The trails behind the cabin were becoming familiar, and I took my time, letting the forest settle around me.I wasnโt sure how long I had been walking when I heard itโfootsteps.They werenโt mine.I stopped, listening, my heart pounding in my chest.Then a voice.โD
Chapter 15The air in Willowridge had a strange way of feeling heavier some days. Like something unseen was pressing against my skin, making me more aware of my surroundings, more attuned to every glance, every whisper.I needed normalcyโsomething mundane to drown out the growing unease from my conversation with Nolan. So, I went to the diner.The bell chimed as I stepped inside, the scent of coffee and warm maple syrup wrapping around me. The place was half-full, a mixture of locals hunched over steaming mugs, engaged in quiet conversations. The soft murmur of voices mixed with the sound of forks clinking against plates, the occasional scrape of chairs against the floor. It was familiar, groundingโexactly what I needed.Linda, the dinerโs owner, waved from behind the counter, her apron dusted with flour.โMorning, hon. You finally getting settled in?โI nodded as I slid onto a stool at the counter. โYeah, I think so. Figured Iโd come out and try being social.โShe grinned, pouring a
The cold air outside hit me like a slap, sharp and sobering. The moment the diner's door shut behind me, I felt the weight of Nolan’s text pressing into my thoughts.Leave. Now.I clutched my phone tightly, scanning the street. The sidewalk was mostly empty, the town’s usual morning bustle beginning to fade as people settled into their routines. The man with the gold eyes was nowhere in sight, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t watching.I forced myself to move, shoving my phone into my jacket pocket and pulling my collar up against the chill. My heart pounded as I made my way toward my car, every step feeling heavier than the last.I didn’t know where to go, but I knew one thing—I wasn’t going back to my cabin alone.Before I could second-guess myself, I pulled out my phone again, my fingers trembling slightly as I typed.Where should I go?I hesitated, debating
The silence between us was thick, pressing down on my chest like a weight I couldnโt shake. I stared at Jace, my pulse still hammering from what he had just said.Youโre an omega.The words felt foreign, like they belonged to someone else, some other reality I hadnโt stepped into yet. I opened my mouth, then closed it again, unsure of where to even begin. My fingers curled into fists at my sides, my breath coming unevenly as I tried to grasp onto somethingโanythingโthat made sense.โYou expect me to justโฆ accept that?โ I finally said, my voice quieter than I intended.Jace sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. The movement was tense, restrained, like he was holding himself back. โI expect you to listen. Whether you accept it or not is up to you.โI let out a sharp breath, shaking my head. โNo. No, this is insane. I donโt even know what that means. An omega? Thatโs justโโ I scoffed. โThatโs just some ranking in a wolf pack. Not real life.โJaceโs expression darkened slightly. The war
The drive back to my cabin felt longer than usual, my thoughts tangled with everything that had happened at the diner. My conversation with Jace had left me with more questions than answers, and no matter how many times I replayed his words in my head, I couldnโt quite make sense of it all.I pulled up in front of the small cabin, cutting the engine before stepping out into the crisp evening air. The sky was painted in hues of deep orange and fading blue, and the scent of pine and damp earth surrounded me. It was peaceful hereโquieter than anywhere I had ever lived. But tonight, that quiet felt heavy.As I approached the door, I wasnโt surprised to find a familiar figure leaning against the porch railing. Nolan. He straightened at the sound of my footsteps, his sharp gaze scanning me as if checking for any visible signs of distress."Took you long enough," he muttered, arms crossing over his chest.I sighed, stepping past him to unlock the door. "I didnโt realize I had a curfew.""You
The drive to the diner was a quiet one. The trees lining the road blurred past, their branches swaying under the weight of the wind. My grip on the steering wheel was tight, knuckles white, as I tried to steady the storm of emotions brewing inside me.I kept replaying Nolanโs words from this morning in my mindโone step at a time. But each step felt heavier than the last, each moment spent in this town pulling me deeper into something I didnโt fully understand yet.When I arrived, the diner was just beginning to pick up with the usual morning crowd. Locals gathered in booths, drinking coffee, sharing idle chatter about the day ahead. The familiarity of it was almost comforting. Almost.Jace was already waiting for me in a corner booth, a cup of coffee in front of him, fingers idly tracing the rim of the mug. His gaze lifted as I approached, studying me carefully."You look like hell," he said by way of greeting.I huffed a small laugh as I slid into the booth. "Thanks. You always know
Morning came slowly, creeping in through the curtains in muted shades of gray. The fire had long since died out, leaving behind only a faint scent of smoke and the lingering warmth that barely touched the chill in the air. I shifted beneath the blanket, my body stiff from sleeping curled up on the couch. Every joint in my body protested as I moved, the discomfort a reminder of just how exhausted I had been the night before.For a moment, I had forgotten where I was. The weight of exhaustion made my mind hazy, and for a fleeting second, I could have believed I was somewhere elseโsomewhere safer, somewhere simpler. But the quiet presence in the room reminded me that reality was much different now.I turned my head slightly, catching sight of Nolan. He was still here, exactly where I had last seen him, sitting in the armchair, his long legs stretched out, arms crossed over his chest. His breathing was slow and even, but I could tell he wasnโt entirely asleep. His presence was reassuring,
The cabin was quiet, save for the crackling of the fire. The warmth spread through the small space, but it did little to ease the storm of thoughts whirling in my mind. The flames flickered, their glow casting long shadows on the walls, dancing in rhythm with the occasional gust of wind that rattled the windows. The scent of burning wood mixed with the faint lingering traces of coffee from earlier, grounding me in the present despite my spiraling thoughts.Nolan had settled into the armchair across from me, his posture relaxed, yet his watchful gaze never wavered. He was here, steady and unwavering, like an anchor keeping me from completely drifting away into my uncertainty. Despite the exhaustion weighing me down, sleep refused to come. My body felt tense, my mind restless. Every answer Nolan had given me only led to more questions, more uncertainty. It was like standing on the edge of a vast ocean, staring into the waves but too afraid to step forward, not knowing how deep the wate
The warmth of the fire flickered against the walls of the cabin, casting shifting shadows that danced across the wooden beams. I sat curled up on the couch, my knees tucked under me, watching the flames as they crackled softly. Nolan sat in the armchair across from me, his posture relaxed, but his gaze sharp, watchful. He hadnโt said much since deciding to stay, but his presence alone carried a weight I couldnโt ignore.I should have felt awkward. I should have told him to leave. But instead, there was an odd comfort in knowing I wasnโt alone.Nolan stretched out his legs, resting an arm over the back of the chair. โYou look like you have something on your mind.โI exhaled slowly, rubbing my hands over my arms. โI have a million things on my mind.โHe nodded, like he had expected that answer. โYou want to talk about any of them?โI hesitated, glancing over at him. His expression was unreadable, but there was patience there, an openness that made me feel like he wasnโt asking just to b
The quiet of the cabin stretched on as I lay curled up on the couch, my phone resting on the armrest beside me. Jaceโs last message lingered in my mind, the words repeating like a quiet echo.I know you can. But that doesnโt mean you have to.I wasnโt sure how to feel about that. I had spent so much of my life being told that I had to be strong, that I had to endure, that I had to do things on my own. The idea of leaning on someone, of letting someone be there for me, felt foreign. Uncomfortable.And yetโฆ a part of me wanted to believe it. Wanted to believe that for once, I didnโt have to fight every battle alone.A knock on the door shattered the silence, making me jolt upright. My heart hammered against my ribs as I turned toward the door, my fingers tightening around the blanket draped over my shoulders.Another knock, this one firmer.I hesitated before pushing to my feet, my steps slow and cautious. I wasnโt expecting anyone. Jace had texted, but he hadnโt said he was coming. And
The weight of Nolanโs words pressed against my chest as I drove back toward my cabin, I had snuck away when they were both 'checking the perimeter'. The roads were nearly empty, the town still waking up, but I barely noticed anything beyond the thoughts tumbling through my mind.Omega.Unclaimed.Different.I gripped the steering wheel tighter, my knuckles turning white. Every answer I got only seemed to open more questions, leaving me more lost than before. I had come to Willowridge to escape, to start overโbut now I wasnโt sure if I had stepped into something even more dangerous than the life I left behind.The trees lining the road stretched high, their dense branches forming a canopy that cast shifting shadows across the dirt path. The deeper I drove into the forest, the more isolated I felt. The cabin was nestled in the quiet embrace of nature, but for the first time, that solitude didnโt feel comforting.My cabin was still and untouched when I pulled up, the thick forest surroun
I barely slept that night.The weight of Jaceโs words settled deep in my bones, making rest impossible. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw that man from the dinerโhis golden eyes flashing, the knowing smirk on his lips, the way he said omega like it meant something more than I could comprehend.What did it mean?And why did it feel like my life had just been ripped out from under me?By the time morning arrived, my exhaustion was a physical ache, a dull throbbing that settled behind my eyes. My mind was too restless to sit still, my thoughts looping in endless circles. I needed answers. I needed clarity.I needed Nolan.Jace had left early, mumbling something about checking the perimeter. The cabin had felt stifling after he left, too quiet, too empty, leaving me alone with my spiraling thoughts. I couldnโt take it anymore. Before I could overthink it, I grabbed my keys and left, the crisp morning air biting at my skin as I drove through the sleepy town streets.The mechanic shop was
The quiet in Jaceโs cabin felt suffocating, wrapping around me like a heavy blanket. My mind churned, replaying every word he had said, trying to make sense of the impossible. My breath was uneven, my pulse still racing from the weight of the truth.**Omega.**The word echoed in my mind, hollow and unfamiliar. I had heard it beforeโin books, in documentaries about wolvesโbut what did it mean for me? I wasnโt an animal. I was justโฆ me. My fingers dug into the fabric of the couch as I tried to ground myself, to pull myself back into something solid.Jace stood near the fireplace, arms crossed, watching me carefully. His gaze wasnโt unkind, but it was unrelenting, like he was waiting for the reality to settle over me. I needed air.I shot up from the couch, ignoring the way my legs trembled. โI need to go.โJaceโs eyes narrowed. โGo where?โโAnywhere that isnโt here,โ I snapped, running a hand through my hair. โI justโI need space to think.โHe sighed, pushing away from the fireplace. โ