CAST - Lila was persistent. That much had become painfully clear over the last week. She had taken to calling the kid Jaed, and somehow, Linc had started using it too, probably because she softened him with every meal, every gentle nudge to "see the potential" in the scrawny former threat. I wasn't buying it yet. The kid had tried to hurt my family. The only reason he hadn't touched Declan was that he'd mistakenly thought my son would smell like Linc. That wasn't heroics; it was a miscalculation.We were in Linc's office, the three of us, Declan perched on his stomach on a blanket in the middle of the floor. Lila leaned back against the couch, her arms crossed as she argued her point for the hundredth time. Linc looked like he was trying not to get drawn in, which wasn't going well. I kept my stance firm, arms crossed, glaring at the wall instead of her."He's putting on weight," Lila said. "He's less shaky, and he's been polite to everyone...""Polite isn't enough," I interrupted.
LILA - The kitchen smelled like vanilla and lemon polish. Balloons and streamers sat in half-unwrapped piles on the counter, waiting to transform the space. Selena was coming home today. A part of me wanted to be happy about it, to welcome her back like nothing had changed. The rest of me wasn't sure what the hell I was supposed to feel. I glanced at Cast and Jaed working across the room. Cast had Jaed stringing lights along the exposed beams, keeping a close watch on him. Jaed's cuffs clinked faintly with each stretch and adjustment. They weren't tight, just enough to remind him not to screw up. Cast hadn't said it outright, but I knew what this was. A test for Jaed. Cast was giving him a chance, something he'd rarely been given when he was that age. Maybe this kid would figure it out before he went too far down a dark path. Cast hadn't been that lucky. Jaed shifted on the ladder, reaching for another hook. Cast didn't look away from him, not even once. "You're doing good,"
SELENA - Rehab had been my salvation. I'd fought against it in the beginning, kicking and screaming, literally, on the day Linc dragged me there. But months of therapy, medications I once scoffed at, and hours of staring down my own darkness had pulled me out of the pit I'd fallen into. Dr. Tessa was relentless, but she believed in me when I didn't. And Linc… he was my savior, refusing to let me disappear even when I wanted to. I wasn't the same person who left this house, shattered after killing my adopted brother when he tried to take from me what no one had the right to touch. I didn't feel whole yet but felt solid enough to stand again.Coming back to the pack house was like stepping into another life. Lila had gone all out to make it feel welcoming. The smell of fresh bread and roasted meat filled the air as we walked in, all my favorites. It should have felt perfect. But the moment I stepped inside and locked eyes with him, everything else faded.A young blonde guy stood at t
CAST - The basement felt odd as I walked down the steps. The air carried a stillness that prickled under my skin. Something was off. Jaed wasn't moving around in his cage like he usually did, and the faint, restless sounds he made were missing. As I turned the corner, I froze.Selena was on the far side of the cage, her arms threaded through the bars. Jaed stood close, their bodies tangled together like magnets. I barely had time to process what I saw before she leaned in and kissed him. My blood boiled instantly."What the hell is going on here?" Selena jumped back like she'd been burned. Jaed stepped away, retreating toward the cot."What are you doing?" I stepped closer. "Slutting it up with the prisoner? Really, Selena? Have you lost your damn mind?"She opened her mouth, but I didn't let her speak. "You think this is okay? You're not corrupting him. Whatever game you think you're playing ends now."Jaed's fists clenched at his sides as he stepped forward. "Stop talking to her l
SELENA - The cot creaked beneath us as Jaed shifted closer again once Cast left. Cast was pissed, but I couldn't even think about that right now. Jaed slid his arm around my waist, and I forgot everything else. "We need to talk about this, I guess. I need to tell you... Well, who I am. Who I really am, not who The alphas, my dad, or the world in general thinks I am. I kind of feel like this is the first time I can tell someone who I really am. No matter how much baggage it comes with. Wow... Is that mate bond making it this easy to talk to you about hard shit, or is that... Just you?" I tilted my head slightly, catching his eyes for a fleeting moment before I looked down. "Not tonight," I murmured, resting my hand on his chest. "Let's just… let's just let this be tonight. Before real life ruins it." He didn't argue. He sighed and nodded. "Okay," he replied. His arm tightened, pulling me closer until I was nearly tucked into him. The blankets twisted between us, and I laughed quie
LILA - I woke up to soft laughter drifting from the nursery. The sound pulled me from sleep, and I pushed the blankets aside. Declan's giggles carried into the hallway. I found Cast kneeling by the changing table, fumbling with the snaps on Declan's onesie as he tried to pick up the container of wipes Declan had knocked to the floor.Declan wasn't making it easy for him, wriggling like he was trying to escape. Cast groaned softly, muttering something under his breath as he reached for another diaper. Declan kicked his legs, laughing like this was all some kind of game.I leaned against the doorway and crossed my arms. "I'm surprised he didn't wake me," I said, watching Cast give up on the diaper to tickle Declan's stomach.Cast glanced over his shoulder. "He wasn't making any noise. I just came in to check on him and found him lying here, wide awake, staring at me like I owed him an explanation for something."I walked over, gently taking over as Declan's tiny hands reached out to gr
CAST - I stormed out of the nursery with what Lila said still ringing in my ears. I couldn't stay in the pack house any longer. It was suffocating. Every corner reminded me of how out of place I was. I didn't belong here. Not really. But then again, did I really belong anywhere at this point?I headed to the pool house, hoping it would bring some sense of normalcy, some comfort I couldn't seem to find anymore. As I walked through the door, the familiar space filled with my things greeted me, but I felt an emptiness I couldn't shake instead of relief. The silence was unbearable. I sat on the edge of the bed for a minute, staring at the floor, waiting for the feeling to pass. It didn't.This place used to feel like home. A safe retreat when everything else was too much. But now? It felt hollow. I stood up, frustrated, and left without looking back.Back at the pack house, I wandered aimlessly, pacing the halls like I was searching for something. The kitchen. The sitting room. Eve
LILA - I carried Declan to the bedroom, his little body warm and snug against me. He played with the fabric of my shirt as I pushed the door open with my hip. Linc lay sprawled on the bed, his snores loud enough to compete with the air conditioner. I climbed onto the bed and settled Declan between us. He squirmed a little before rolling toward Linc and grabbing at Linc's chest.Declan's fingers curled into the sparse hair there and tugged. Hard. Linc grumbled in his sleep, muttering something unintelligible before one eye cracked open. He looked down at the little boy and grinned, clearly groggy but amused."Well, good morning to you," Linc mumbled, still half-asleep. Declan giggled and hugged again. Linc caught his hand and pulled it away. "What is this, your new thing? Hair-pulling?"Declan squealed, and Linc chuckled. He brushed at Declan's curls. "I'll wake up like this every morning, little man. The only thing better is if your mama's in my arms, too."I tried to smile, but the
DECLAN - We took the long way back to the packhouse. It took far longer than the ten minutes I'd agreed to. Suki was going to give me hell for that. She’d probably time it down to the second and bring it up at dinner, then again at breakfast. I was already prepared to ignore the first three times before I gave in to whatever atonement she had planned. Honestly, I was looking forward to the punishment. Gaia and I fell into old habits. She challenged me to spot tree knots shaped like animals. I told her she was making them up when she did. She called me arbitrary and pronounced it correctly. I lobbed a pinecone at her head. She caught it, grinned, and tucked it into my hood when I wasn't looking. It was familiar. Just two people who used to know every inch of each other, finding the quiet rhythm again without forcing it. When the porch came into view, I slowed. "You and Dorian should stay," I paused. "The east wing at the Roman packhouse is yours if you want it. No strings. Just.
DECLAN - "I'm sorry." I looked over. She kept her eyes forward. Hands shoved into the front pocket of her hoodie. Shoulders stiff. We walked side by side. The trees closed in around us while the porch lights faded behind. Neither of us said anything for a long time. Our feet crunched through the undergrowth. The breeze rolled between us. I didn't try to close the space. Neither did she. But neither of us veered away either. The remains of the old house peeked through the trees. Blackened beams and collapsed stone still scattered across the clearing. A skeleton. A memory. "For how I rejected you. And for not telling you why." I didn't answer until we reached the house. "You didn't just reject me. You vanished." She flinched. "I know." "So why?" She took a deep breath and stopped walking. Her eyes stayed on what was left of the front steps. "I'd gotten the call. The implant was finally approved, and they found a werewolf doctor who could do it. It was scheduled. It was final
DECLAN - That was her fated mate.It was written in the way he tracked her every move, in how he hovered just close enough to guard but not crowd. His posture said protector. His eyes, sharp and constantly scanning, said no one would get within reach unless she wanted them to. He moved like he'd been made for that role. Like every instinct in his body had clicked into place the moment he met her.He moved like he already belonged next to her.Judson finally spoke. "This going to be a thing now? Fated mates falling out of the sky onto your porch?" Then he squinted. "Wait. No way. Dorian?"The other man stepped forward, arms crossed. "Judson."Judson huffed. "Damn, talk about the sky falling. Of course it's you."Gaia looked between them. "Wait. How do you know him?"Judson tilted his head toward Dorian but didn't look away. "Med school. He was top of the class. Never let anyone forget it. Ever."Dorian crossed his arms. "And you were always one sarcastic comment away from getting kic
DECLAN - "You're not gonna pout if I drink the last one, are you?"Judson didn't even glance over. "Only if you waste it."I reached for the bottle closest to him, smirking when he didn't try to stop me.Crickets chirped loudly in the trees. The house behind us had finally gone still. It was peaceful.A lazy row of empty beer bottles lined the railing like some halfhearted scoreboard. Judson leaned back again, one ankle hooked over the other, shoulders loose. That rare kind of settled that only happened when nothing needed to be said.We were both quiet. Not the kind of silence that needed filling, just the kind that held space. The kind that made it really easy to notice how much I liked having him here. Judson wasn't soft, but he didn't crowd either. There was something about the way he held space, like he understood exactly how not to mess it up. I hadn't realized how rare that was until I felt it.Until headlights swept across the tree line.Judson didn't move, but I straightened
DECLAN - I squinted. "So... you left your pack?"Judson shook his head. "Not really. My sister's mate stepped in. Human guy, believe it or not. Doctor. Weirdly chill. He helps now with the medical side, which freed me up to go to college and train properly. They all said it made sense. I guess... I just haven't thought much about what I was gonna do after."He paused, then shrugged. "Now I get it. I wasn't supposed to leave the South yet. I was supposed to be here. Meeting her. If I'd been back in North Carolina, this wouldn't have happened. Or it would've taken years."He looked out toward the trees. "So no. I didn't leave them. I just followed where I was needed next."I blinked. "You live on the Riverwalk."He grinned. "I know. Kind of perfect, right? It's loud on the weekends and peaceful at sunrise. Plus, amazing food within walking distance."I stared at him.He raised his bottle. "Look, I didn't plan to meet my mate while helping chart bloodwork samples in a borrowed lab, but
DECLAN -When we pulled into the driveway, Dad and Linc were already waiting.They didn't speak, but I felt something in the way they stood there. At the time, I'd figured they were just sizing up Judson, doing the protective dad routine. But now, after everything Judson had said, it clicked in a way that made my chest feel too tight.They already knew.Not just about Judson. About what he might be. About how important he was going to be. Just like they'd known about Mom. Just like they'd kept it all quiet. For me.I'd spent so long thinking I was figuring all of this out on my own. That the timing was random, or fate, or whatever the hell else. But maybe it wasn't. Maybe Cassy hadn't just guided me.Maybe my whole damn family had. Perhaps they'd been walking beside me the entire time, keeping quiet so I could come to it on my own.Judson wasn't the surprise.I was.They stood at the edge of the porch, arms crossed, matching unreadable expressions locked in place. The second we still,
I stepped forward and stifled the growl as best I could. "Hey. Get up. Now!"The guy startled awake. "What?"Tory shot up in the bed, wide-eyed. "Declan, no! No, wait! This is... this is Judson."She looked panicked. But not afraid. Not at all."He's... he's my..."I stopped. Everything shifted. I looked at her. Looked at him. Looked back."You're mate."She nodded.I took a breath. Held it. Then stepped forward and stuck out my hand. Judson stood, still looking like he expected me to deck him. He shook my hand. I shook his harder.Tory glanced between us, then spoke up. "He's a nurse practitioner here. Was walking past the ICU when I first came in. Caught my scent in the hallway and almost dropped his coffee."Judson rubbed his hand where I'd gripped it "I tried to play it cool. Avoided eye contact, walked the long way around, you know, the usual 'don't poke the angry fathers and big brother' protocol. I thought I was being slick about it too. Barely even looked at her. Just nodded a
We didn’t leave the woods.Not that day. Not that night. I didn’t want to, and neither did she.We ran until our legs trembled. We played, circling and snapping at each other’s heels, tackling and wrestling in the mossy patches of clearing. We swam again, slower this time, more tangled up in each other than anything else. We lay in the grass and the sun, curled together, drowsy and content.And then we shifted.Over and over.Human, wolf, back again. Each shift smoother than the last. No moon. No pain. Not really. Not like the pain I had braced for my entire life. Just choice. Pure choice and ability. The power that came with it was almost addictive. I always wondered what they meant when saying the power overtook the pain. It was raw. It was strong. I loved it.And I loved her.We didn’t talk much, not out loud. But we didn’t need to. We were in each other's heads and had no plans to leave. When we shifted back to skin, we couldn’t stop touching. Couldn’t stop reaching. It was like
It hit all at once.One second I was halfway to my knees, still trying to breathe through the pull of her shift. The next, my ribs cracked outward and my body folded. I didn't fall. I collapsed.The pain was nothing like the moon-forced change I'd endured before. This wasn't guided or timed. This was raw. A hundred fractures all at once, my limbs pulling and twisting, muscles screaming as they rearranged.I couldn't stop the sound that tore out of my throat."Cassy!"I didn't even know what I was asking. Just that I was begging. My mind reached for her. I was desperate and frantic.Her voice came, faint and steady."You're never selfish, so you would've never asked."Bones popped in my jaw. My fingers stretched, then broke, shifting in crooked bursts. I slammed my hand into the dirt and gritted my teeth against the next snap. My skin burned. My eyes blurred.Oh shit.Did she make me...Cassy... Did you do this?Another bone cracked somewhere deep in my back, cutting the thought in hal