The phone vibrated on the kitchen counter, the lawyer's name flashing across the screen. "Hello?"There was a pause, longer than it should've been. I could feel it coming. Bad news."Mrs. Roman, I'm sorry. I can't continue with your case." "What? What do you mean you can't continue?""I'm dropping it. There's... too much at stake for me. For my firm. Castor Roman has too much influence. No one is willing to go up against him. No one. I'm even struggling to get basic things from the clerks."I leaned against the counter as the room started to spin. "So you're just giving up? After everything I've told you?""I'm not giving up, Lila. It's not about that. It's about survival. I can't risk this. And, if I'm honest with you, I don't think any lawyer in this city will take your case. He's just too powerful."Castor. Castor is always controlling something. "So that's it? He wins because you're scared? You're just letting him take everything from me?""You're smart, Lila. You knew this was
I was staring at the cold white ceiling. My hands rested protectively over my stomach, every breath slow and careful. The doctor had been in moments ago. I hadn't lost the baby. Not yet. But that didn't mean everything was okay."You're under too much stress," the doctor said. "If you don't take care of yourself, there's a risk to the pregnancy. Rest. No more strain."Yeah right.I exhaled, trying to focus on anything else. My chest felt tight, and I couldn't push away the image of what might have happened. Of what could still happen.Linc knocked on the door and stepped inside."How are you feeling?" he asked.I turned my head away, biting back everything I wanted to say. How was I feeling? Terrified. Exhausted. Like the world was slowly caving in. But none of that mattered. I just wanted my baby to be okay."The baby's fine," I whispered. "For now."He shifted awkwardly near the door, his usual confidence nowhere to be seen.I pulled myself up into a sitting position, wincing
CastI sat at my desk, the papers in front of me a blur of numbers and meaningless deals. None of it mattered. Not Pinewood, not the real estate empire I'd built, not even the pack politics. Nothing mattered except Lila. The second she left me, something shifted. I couldn't shake it. Every day without her felt like a fresh wound in my heart. She was carrying my child, and that should've been my focus, but it wasn't just that. I loved her. It took me too long to realize it, but now that I had, the truth was suffocating. I'd been so damn stupid. Lila should've been the one I chose from the start. Not Selena. Not the wild thrill that came with someone who didn't care about the pack, about responsibility. Selena had been fun, an escape. But Lila was forever. She understood what it meant to be Luna. She was strong and resilient and was everything I needed by my side. And now, she was gone, fighting me at every turn. The door to my office clicked open, and Selena sauntered in, dr
The kitchen buzzed with the usual morning rush, and I moved between the stove and the counter, plating pancakes and eggs and pouring syrup. And pretending not to notice Cast sitting at the counter again. He'd shown up like clockwork for two weeks, always in the same spot, ordering the same thing. Pancakes with whipped topping and fruit. I hated that it reminded me of when we were together, but I didn't show it. I couldn't. Not in front of him.The worst part wasn't his silent presence, it was the tips. He left outrageous amounts every morning, more than the diner earned daily. At first, I refused them and told the waitress to give them back or keep them herself, but Castor made it impossible to refuse. I ended up taking the money, using it to buy things for the baby. Diapers, clothes, toys. It felt like child support before the baby was even born.I tried to ignore him, focusing on the orders in front of me, but the stress of seeing him every day was eating away at me. My body
LINC I stared out my office window. I couldn't stop thinking about Lila. Seeing her collapse in front of me, clutching her stomach, had hit me harder than I wanted to admit. She was stronger than I'd given her credit for. Stubborn, determined, but so damn strong. And now, she was carrying Castor's child, stuck in a nightmare she couldn't escape. All she wanted was to be the best Luna she could be, and all Castor fucking Roman did to her was drive her into the ground.I tried to shake the image of her out of my head, but it clung to me. Sitting there, I swear I could still feel her crying against my chest. Still feel how damn protective I became over her and the baby instantly. She wasn't just some case. She wasn't like the others. And that was the problem.Getting involved with her meant one thing. All-out war with Castor Roman. He wouldn't take it lightly if I represented her in the divorce, especially not with his child on the line. And then there was Selena. She wouldn't si
I couldn't get rid of Castor. Every morning, he showed up at the diner. Every single morning, like clockwork, there he was, sitting at the counter. Watching. By the time my shift ended today, the dizziness hit me hard. I grabbed the edge of the counter, trying to steady myself, but my legs felt shaky, like they couldn't hold me up any longer. Castor noticed, of course. He was at my side in seconds. "Lila, sit down. You need to rest." I pulled my hand back. "I'm fine." "You're not fine." He didn't back off, his presence pressing in on me. "You don't understand the strain carrying an alpha's baby puts on you. You need to take better care of yourself." I didn't have the energy to fight. He guided me to a table, practically forcing me into a chair. My head pounded, the dizziness refusing to ease up. "Let's eat lunch," Castor said, settling into the seat across from me. "You'll feel better if you eat. Trust me." "I don't trust you," I shot back, pushing my hair away from my face.
I sat outside the courthouse, my hands resting on my knees to keep from shaking. Weeks of preparation had come down to this. Linc was next to me, and he was the only thing keeping me from losing it. We'd been working side by side for weeks, sorting through every twisted, convoluted detail Castor's lawyers had thrown our way. Every night, after we went over the case files, he would walk me to the door with his hand on my lower back and kiss my forehead before saying goodnight.It was the only way he would kiss me since that first one.I wanted more. But I also knew it wasn't the time for distractions."You ready?" Linc leaned in closer, just enough so his arm brushed mine subtly. He was trying to steady my stomach. I nodded. Ready?I didn't think anyone could ever be ready to fight for their life. And that's precisely what this was. A fight for my future, for my child's future.The door to the courthouse swung open, and Linc and I stepped inside together, his hand at the small of m
Linc sat beside me on the hospital bed, our hands loosely intertwined. I leaned against the pillows, trying to focus on him, but everything felt heavy. The court case, the constant stress, and now Castor's endless games had worn me down. Linc had been here for hours, refusing to leave my side since I collapsed at the courthouse. I appreciated him for it, even if I couldn't fully express it.He paused. "Are you okay?""I'm fine," I replied, trying to manage a smile. "Just tired."Before Linc could respond, Cast walked in. His eyes locked on where Linc's hand resting in mine. I pulled my hand back, but it was too late. "What the hell is this?" Castor growled."Not now," I muttered, the exhaustion seeping into every word. "Please."Linc stood up, moving in front of me to shield me from whatever was about to come next. "She doesn't need this right now. You're going to upset her more.""I'm upsetting her?" Cast barked. "You're sitting here holding her hand like you're something more than
LINC - The house had fallen into a rhythm, though it was a strange, unsteady one that seemed to shift like a pendulum. It was never quite balanced but undeniably ours. Cast spent most of his time asleep next to Lila, their bodies entangled in the cocoon of pillows and blankets I'd carefully arranged for them. He carried his pain quietly, his jaw tightening occasionally in moments when he thought no one was looking. He never spoke of it aloud, but the bond between us was a constant reminder. I tried to do what I could, but he would never allow me to touch him long enough to really do anything meaningful. He was determined to do this alone. Declan had become my shadow, his boundless energy filling the house with a kind of chaos I had no choice but to embrace. Wady and Cece pitched in when they could, but most of the responsibility fell to me. I didn't mind, not really, though keeping up with him was another challenge altogether. Earlier, I'd barely turned my back before he was rollin
CAST - The pain hit me like a freight train, tearing through my stomach with relentless force. It was sharp, searing, and so consuming that the world around me often blurred. My only thought was how anyone could endure this without breaking. It was easy to miss how damn strong she really was. She had been put into that coma to avoid this very agony. The moment I felt it, I knew I'd take it again and again if it meant sparing her. No hesitation. This pain was mine now, and I welcomed it. I'd do whatever was necessary to keep her awake and this pain far from her. The doctors had cleared her and the twins with flying colors. Of course they had. Everything she had endured had been shifted to me, the bond ensuring she carried nothing but what was absolutely necessary now. I couldn't take everything, but I could take enough. Linc wasn't happy with me about that part, but oh well. He shouldered all the pain the week she was in the coma, plus when she was giving birth to my son... Now, i
LILA - The room remained quiet, punctuated only by the low hum of the monitors and the soft snoring on either side of me. Cast sprawled out on the bed as his head rested against my shoulder. His breathing was steady, a rare moment of calm in his otherwise restless nature. Linc was slumped in the chair next to me with his head tilted awkwardly onto the mattress near me. Their hands were joined together and resting on my stomach.Watching them so unguarded and connected, was more than a little bittersweet. Their fingers were laced together, and they were holding on for dear life. They'd forged something deeper, something unshakable. I smiled faintly. They needed each other just as much as I needed both of them, and it was starting to show.The faint beeping of the monitors drew my attention to the screen. Two steady heartbeats on top of mine. My girls. My little fighters. I shifted carefully, the hospital bed creaking faintly beneath me. Cast mumbled something in his sleep, his grip
CAST -Her breathing shifted sharply as her body jolted upright into my hands. I looked up at her face just as her lids flew open, and the machines around us erupted into chaos. Her unfocused movements sent a pulse of disoriented fear through the bond that almost knocked me back. I'd been marked for maybe 45 minutes before she was injured, so everything was still so new. Pulling her pain into myself moments earlier had been a desperate attempt to ease her burden, but it felt like I had yanked too hard, too fast. The shock seemed to have forced her awake, her body reacting violently to the sudden release of pressure. I leaned in, brushing back the strands of hair that stuck to her damp skin."Lila," I managed, pushing past the tightness in my chest that was no doubt hers. Her head snapped toward me. The bond trembled with her confusion, wave after wave of fear crashing into me as the alarms screamed.The door burst open before I could reassure her. Nurses hurried in, issuing commands.
LINC - The elevator doors slid shut with a metallic groan, trapping Kat and me in an uneasy silence. I leaned against the wall, keeping my arms folded across my chest to shield the rising tension between us. "You look terrible," she started.I'm fine," I replied, deflecting quickly. "How's the pregnancy going? Are you eating more now? You don't seem nearly as aggressive as Cast described you were last time."She hesitated for a moment, her eyes dropping briefly, but she played along. "Better. My pack's been helping me stay on track. I'm doing what I need to do. For the baby."I nodded, keeping my focus anywhere but her. "Good. You should be. Cast doesn't need another thing on his plate."She turned her attention toward me sharply, but she stayed quiet for a moment before speaking. "You know there aren't many of us who know about wolves at the hospital, right?"I shifted slightly, looking at her directly for the first time since we got in the elevator. "Makes sense. Easier to keep t
CAST - The hospital room blurred into a routine over the week she was in the coma. Machines beeped endlessly, marking time I barely felt pass. Lila remained still, her body fighting a battle none of us could see. I stayed, keeping one eye on her and the other on Linc, who hovered near her bedside like a ghost. He was unraveling, and no matter what I tried, I couldn't get him to stop. He hadn't eaten in days, ignoring every attempt I made to bring him food. Earlier, he grabbed my arm, yanking me closer. His hand slammed mine onto Lila's stomach. "You need to help me keep the pain away," he demanded.I stared at him, stunned, but his grip didn't loosen. "Picture pulling it out like a thread. All of it," he instructed. His hands hovered, ready to take over, but he didn't. I nodded tightly and tried, feeling the tension pass through me as I focused on her. I wasn't as good at it as he appeared to be, but I did notice how she seemed to relax just a little.I'd done what I could. I kept
LINC - The first thing I noticed was the blood. It spread too fast, seeping through the fabric, painting everything in a color that shouldn't have been there. My heart pounded hard enough to rattle my ribs as I watched her trip, her body lurching forward until her stomach slammed hard against the edge of the steps. It didn't matter how many times I called her name; she didn't stir. Cast was already shouting for help, but I couldn't hear him. All I could focus on was the blood seeping out from between her legs. Her breathing was shallow, almost nonexistent, and I couldn't stop my mind from racing to the worst possible conclusions. Not her. Not the twins.The hospital was chaos. People moved around me, shouting orders I barely registered. The nurses took her from my arms and rushed her behind the doors, leaving me standing there with blood still on my hands. Cast gripped my shoulder, steering me to a chair before I collapsed, but sitting didn't help. The ache in my chest grew with eve
LILA - The last thing I remembered was looking up at the dark sky, lightning shooting across it in jagged bursts. Cast and Linc hovered above me, their faces tense as they screamed out for help.Then everything went black.In the void, dreams took over. Nightmares, vivid and horrible, clawed at the edges of my mind, dragging me deeper with each breath I took. I saw Cast being ripped away from me, his hands straining to reach mine as Kat's cruel grip yanked him back into a darkness that swallowed him whole. His calls faded too quickly, leaving only the echo of my own screams.Linc's turn came next. Phoebe's mocking grin hovered over him, her nails digging into his shoulder as she dragged him into an endless abyss. I reached for him, but the void between us grew larger.Declan was there. He was just a baby, barely able to sit on his own, his tiny hands curling and uncurling as he turned away from me. His back seemed impossibly small, yet it was rigid, unyielding like the alpha he was.
LINC - The storm clawed at the house, rattling the windows and hammering the roof with merciless force. None of it mattered. The bond roared louder than the storm, tearing apart any shield I tried to raise. Cast and Lila weren't just together. They were inside me, their shared passion searing through every nerve. The bond didn't ask. It took, filling my head and body with their raw, electric connection. It wasn't polite. It wasn't kind. It was extreme. It made me wonder if their connection was always like this, and I had no idea.I wouldn't have been able to walk away from her either if it was. Maybe Cast was always stronger than I thought.I shoved myself back upright. Movement was all I could manage. I had no plan, no outlet. Pacing the room, I stomped across the rug, each step feeling like a futile attempt to shake off the pressure under my skin. The burn inside me grew hotter, my breath coming rough and uneven as I ripped at my own hair with both hands.Which strangely... felt g