I hear the rumors being spread about me in the pack. The whisper that I'm barren. "Why are you not pregnant yet, Delilah? It's not that hard to spread your legs and lay there, right?" I look down at the two pink lines on the test and smile. It's all going to change now. I went to tell him, and caught my mate cheating on me with my best friend. "He never loved you. We were together before he discovered you, " my best friend says. "He's only with you because he wants an heir," she says quietly. "You're his fated mate. He needed you." "Needed me for what? To play house while you two had your fun?" "To have his baby," she admitted. "Only a child from his fated mate can guarantee the Alpha genes." I was nothing but the tool who was now pregnant with the cheating Alpha's kid. "You're not walking away from this." Castor said, "We have obligations. You have obligations. You don't get just to walk away. None of us do." Tears blurred my vision, but I refused to let them fall. "You're unbelievable." I struggled to pull free, but his grip tightened around my wrist, and I was yanked more each time I resisted. He leaned down, his face inches from mine. "You'll come home with me right now, or I swear, I'll make your life a living hell. You're my wife. My property. And you'll do what I say now." "No, Castor. This is over," I said, backing away. "I'm done being your pawn." "You'll never be done with me," he said, tightening his grip on my waist. "You're mine, Lila. You always will be." "Watch me," I retorted, yanking my arm free. I will leave Castor, no matter the cost.
View MoreLILA - We made our way through the winding Louisiana roads. To my surprise, the twins were doing incredibly well. Hardly a peep from either of them and that included on the plane. Tory remained alert, her curious eyes darting to everything that caught her attention while Roxy slept. I had braced myself for chaos on this sudden trip, but it was proving to be the opposite. Kael and Knox Monroe sat in the front of their large SUV as we drove. Their strong alpha presence was impossible to ignore. Even from the backseat, their sheer potency commanded attention in a way that sent ripples through me. I had once thought Linc and Cast were the most commanding men I’d ever meet. But these two were something entirely different.The country had always been divided. The regular werewolves stayed along the coasts, and the interior belonged to the Lycans. I had never been around their kind before. The energy they carried felt ancient and untamed, yet honed with precision. It wasn’t just their stre
LINC - I sent the email to Knox Monroe quickly, keeping it straightforward and direct. Asking for his help wasn’t something I’d ever planned on, but here I was. The message ended with a request for him to call me as soon as possible. I reread it twice before sending it, resisting the urge to overthink. There wasn’t time for that. Answers were what we needed, no hesitation. It was strange that I was the only one seemingly okay with this. We lost a baby, but we gained a miracle in her place. It was hard to rectify my feelings, even to myself.Knox Monroe wasn’t just anyone. He was one of the infamous Monroe triplets. Powerful, cunning, and charismatic to a fault. From everything I’d observed over the years, he was the triplet that carried an air of confidence that drew people to him. It wasn’t arrogance, though I'm sure it would feel and look that way to any humans who encountered him. It was just the way Lycan bloodline alphas were. I'd learned to manage how challenged I constantly
CAST - Tory was mine. After everything Kat did, the choice she made, the life she ended, Tory was mine. The spirits told me, and I knew it to be true. But knowing didn’t make it easier to grasp the storm of emotions it brought. Gratitude for the moon goddess giving me another chance collided with the raw anger at Kat for what she had taken. It didn’t feel fair. But then, looking at Tory, fairness wasn’t the point. She was here, and I would never let her go. Never.Lila had been quiet about it all, but not in a way that suggested avoidance. She had slipped seamlessly into her role, picking up her Luna duties even as she healed. Throughout the day, she tended to the twins, feeding them, and soothing them like she'd always had three. Declan’s boundless energy didn’t faze her; she managed to wrangle him and keep him entertained and out of trouble while Linc and I worked. She checked on Cece, ensuring she had what she needed to rest, and spoke with Linc about the pack’s needs. There was
LILA - The path to the burned-down building was quiet. It always was at 3am. The wind was still. The closer I got, the more I could feel the energy in the air, buzzing faintly against my senses. By the time the charred remains came into view, the spirits were already stirring.They moved through the air like flickers of light and shadow, restless and frenetic. Their energy shifted and swirled, brushing past me and around the space with urgency. They were almost pushing me, encouraging me to keep going.Were they always this active, or were they excited? I couldn’t tell, but the intensity made my skin tingle. Whispers of something beyond comprehension floated around me, and as I stepped inside the remains of the building, the hum grew louder. Far louder. Linc always said he could hear them pretty clearly. Was this what he meant?The words “the moon” echoed faintly, threading through the unintelligible noise. Images of a bright moon and a still glowing pond flashed in my mind, so vivid
LILA - The ache in my abdomen pulled me from sleep. My body felt heavy, every muscle reminding me of the c-section. My eyes adjusted to the shadows until I spotted Cast sitting in the chair nearby. His shoulders trembled as he tried to muffle the sobs.Tory and Roxy were curled together on Linc’s chest on the couch. He was lying back on the armrest and snoring. The sight made my heart swell.Ignoring the sharp protest from my body, I slid from the bed. Each movement was hell, but I didn’t stop until I reached him. Curling up in his lap, I pressed against him, seeking the comfort I knew I’d find there. His arms came around me instinctively, pulling me closer as his grief spilled into the bond.“What’s wrong?” I whispered, pressing my forehead against his chest. His hold on me tightened.“The spirits told me something,” he said after a long pause. “Tory is mine.”I froze. “What?”“That’s why her eyes are brown,” he continued. “The original Oxford twin would have died. I kept the baby a
LINC - Each step toward the pack house carried the grief and the fragile relief of what had been returned. A child was gone, a life we’d never know, yet the moon goddess had left us with something extraordinary in its place. Tory was here, whole and alive. Not just Cast’s daughter but proof of a miracle forged from pain.Declan, Roxy, Tory. Lila. Our family had grown in ways I couldn’t have predicted. The ache still lingered, but the thought of them together softened its edges.The pack house came into view. Cast sat on the porch, the rocking chair moving gently. Tory rested in his lap, her attention fixed on the soft glow of the moonlight above. I stopped at the steps and motioned toward the path leading away from the house.“Walk with me?”Cast stood and joined me. We started walking, close enough to brush against each other occasionally. I moved slightly closer at times, pretending to adjust my pace, and felt Cast shift in tandem. His physical presence calmed the panic rising in
LINC - The hospital decided to keep him for two more days. I hated the idea of staying here longer, but it wasn’t about me. Cast needed time to stabilize, and there was no argument I could make that would change that. He didn’t seem to mind, though. Every second was spent with Tory in his arms, so glued to her that I wasn’t sure he even noticed where he was. He never even questioned the name change.When he wasn’t holding her, it was only because he absolutely had to hand her off for a minute. Even then, he barely lasted long before he’d reach for her again, his focus narrowing in on her like nothing else in the world mattered. Watching him was both heartwarming and unsettling. Tory’s eyes didn’t make any sense. They were his color. His exact color. I couldn’t explain it, and every time I tried to bring it up, I found myself trailing off, unable to articulate what I felt. What I could tell they felt as well. Later that evening, as we sat in the room with Declan toddling around, Lil
LILA - Tory rested on Cast’s chest, her small body rising and falling with his shallow breaths as I patted her back to burp her. The rhythmic sound of the machines matched the motion. I adjusted her around the machines, watching her tiny body settle against him.The monitors began to change, the soft beeps picking up speed. I glanced over, watching the numbers rise steadily. I froze mid-pat, and I turned toward Cast just as his eyelids opened sluggishly. I didn’t even have time to process it before Tory shifted, her head lifting just enough to turn toward him. Their eyes locked, and I couldn’t stop myself from leaning closer. Their eyes. The same color. Exactly the same.It wasn’t possible. Yet, it was unmistakably the exact same color. Cast’s unique deep brown color, but this baby wasn’t his. She couldn’t be.The chair scraped loudly as Linc jumped up. He grabbed his phone. “He’s awake now. Get someone here,” he barked into the receiver.Cast tensed, his movements jerky as his body
CAST - The blackness pulled me deeper no matter how hard I fought. I clawed at the emptiness, my fingers grasping for something, anything, but there was nothing to hold on to. No light, no sound, no sense of direction. Just the void, endless and unrelenting.It shifted.At first, it was subtle. A pull, a sense of movement beneath me. I froze, straining to feel it again. It came back, stronger this time, a tug that sent a ripple through the suffocating dark. Something was pulling me. Moving me. The void wasn’t endless anymore.I didn’t know how long it lasted. Time didn’t exist here, just the relentless force of nothingness. The pull came again, and I felt a flicker of something else.Warmth. It wasn’t physical, more like the ghost of a sensation, but it was enough to latch onto. I clung to it, focusing every ounce of myself on that tiny spark.The pull turned into a steady rhythm, and with it came something sharper.Pain. A dull ache in my stomach, steady and unyielding. It didn’t be
"Why are you not pregnant yet, Delilah? It's not that hard to open your damn legs and lay there. Even you can't mess that up, right?" Mrs. Roman, my mother-in-law made her disappointment clear in every interaction. That question, the same one she asks every day, hit me harder than usual. I swallowed, and the familiar sting of failure quickly returned. "I'm trying…" It had been two solid years of trying. "Trying and failing." she snapped. "The pack needs a Luna who can handle her responsibilities, not someone who's constantly apologizing and half-assing it." Her presence was a reminder of everything I wasn't, everything I could never be. No matter how hard I tried to be the Luna she expected me to be, I always fell short. Castor defended and reassured me, but it never erased the feeling that I wasn't enough. "You're doing great," Cast told me that night, holding me close as I fought back tears. "Mom doesn't understand how much you do for the pack. But I see it, Lila. I see h...
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