LINC -I could have handled the case over the phone. Luca would have been more than capable of dealing with most of the preliminary nonsense if I had pushed him a little harder. But getting Lila out of the packhouse for a few days felt far more important than babysitting a junior associate. She needed a break from everything, and I wouldn't leave her there to spiral while Cast figured things out with Kat. I'd seen the way Lila was Just barely holding herself together. Getting away was the least I could do for her.Packing didn't take long. I threw together what I needed for three or four days. Lila was in the room, packing her things silently, while I stepped out to handle last-minute details with the omegas. Declan was staying with Wad until Cast took back over tonight. Selena had also agreed to oversee the packhouse while we were gone. I knew she could handle it, even if she acted like it was a burden.When it was finally time to leave, Lila held Declan close, whispering something
LILA -The first few hours in New Orleans passed with me lying across the hotel bed, my phone in hand as I texted Cast. The suite was beautiful, but I barely noticed it. Cast was bursting with excitement, sending me message after message about Kat and everything they'd talked about. He bounced between giddy enthusiasm and nervous overthinking. One minute, he talked about how he couldn't believe how easy it felt to be with her, and the next, he worried that we were drifting apart.I texted him back quickly. "Stop overthinking it and just run with it. I want to know the details, even if they hurt a little. I'm still interested in your life, Cast. That's not going to change."He took a minute to respond. "It feels like I'm talking to my best friend about it, but then I remember you're also my ex-mate. It's weird. I'm so happy, but I feel bad too. Like I'm hurting you just by sharing this."I smiled at the screen. "Best friend? I like the sound of that. It's cute. Kind of childish, though
CAST - I texted Kat as soon as I realized there was no way I'd make it to her place tonight. Linc and Lila had just left, and Declan was all mine for the next few days. Her reply came back almost immediately. "Cold feet already? At least you texted. Most guys would've just ghosted me."I laughed and responded. "Not cold feet. Linc had to go out of town, so I've got Declan full-time for a bit."She replied with a shrug emoji and added, "Sounds like you're busy. Another time?" I paused before typing. "How about tonight? At my place? Declan's asleep early, and Selena rarely comes out since she and Jaed are practically glued together these days."There was a longer pause before she answered. "You're inviting me to the packhouse? Bold move, wolf. Sure. I'll bring coffee. I just finished a 15-hour shift, so I'll need it."I smiled as I tossed my phone onto the couch.I thought about telling Lila earlier, but I'd already shared so much with her about Kat. She hadn't seemed phased when I'd
LILA - The courtroom hummed with anticipation as I sat quietly at Linc's side. This case was vicious. Human trafficking, forced labor, a maze of deception that seemed almost impossible to untangle. The prosecution was relentless, every question a sharp jab, but watching Linc in action was something else entirely.He stood at the defense table with an effortless perfection. His perfectly tailored suit highlighted the intent behind every move he made. But it wasn't his appearance that had the room hooked. It was how he operated.The prosecutor tried to break a witness, working to paint a picture dripping in damning details. Linc took his turn. He adjusted his tie, and looked back at me before he turned to the witness."So you're telling this court," he began, "that you personally witnessed my client orchestrating the transportation of these individuals?""Yes," the witness replied."Interesting." Linc flipped through a few pages on his tablet, then looked up. "This was in March of last
LILA -Linc froze in the entryway, shoulders squared and fists clenched. I stopped mid-laugh. "What's wrong?" He sniffed the air and growled instantly. "Phoebe."Just hearing her name made my stomach drop. She wasn't supposed to be anywhere near us, let alone near Declan.Linc's head snapped toward the hallway. "Wady! Take Declan upstairs. Now."Wady appeared, wide-eyed but silent. She didn't ask questions. She scooped Declan out of his playpen and hurried up the stairs. Linc turned to me. "Why does it smell like her in here?""I don't know." My voice came out faster than I intended. "She shouldn't be here."He didn't wait for more. He stormed into the living room, his boots heavy against the floor. I followed, keeping my distance as he sniffed the air, the walls, and all nearby surfaces as his frustration grew with every step."It's everywhere." His voice grew louder as he moved to the kitchen. "Someone let her in. She rubbed herself on every damn surface. This whole damn house ree
CAST - Driving away from the packhouse, I could barely keep my thoughts straight. Everything felt like it was unraveling too fast to stop. Lila told me to leave. They actually believed I had something to do with Phoebe's scent being all over the house. They thought I let her in or worse, invited her. And Kat? There was no way she had anything to do with this. She was with me all night. Literally all night.I gripped the steering wheel tighter, my knuckles aching from punching the wall as I walked out of the pack house earlier. I hated this. Hated that I was being forced out of the situation before I even had a chance to talk to them about it. They'd just assumed and here I was, driving away from my current home, my 'best friend' and my son. It stung. Badly. The urge to turn back and demand they believe me warred with the sting of knowing they didn't. The packhouse was supposed to be my home, but now I was driving through Augusta's quiet streets like I didn't belong anywhere.Bec
LILA - The house smelled like betrayal. No matter where we went, Phoebe's scent clung to the walls, the furniture, even Declan's things. It felt invasive, almost violent, and Linc was unraveling. He stormed through the house like a hurricane, sniffing the air, gripping doorframes and counters like he could force the truth out of the wood itself."Who let her in?" His voice carried through the hall as he cornered one of the omegas, his movements sharp, his control cracking. "Tell me what happened."The omega stammered. "I don't know anything. I haven't seen her."I touched Linc's arm in an attempt to pull him back from the edge he didn't seem to care he was on. "That's enough. She doesn't know anything."He turned to me, his eyes burning with the rage I could feel through the bond. "Someone let her i, Lila. Her scent didn't just appear out of nowhere. This was deliberate. This was meant to mess with my mind, and it is. It fucking is.""We'll figure it out," I said, trying to steady hi
CAST - Lila climbed into my truck, her face streaked with tears she'd tried to wipe away. This wasn't how I'd planned for things to go. I needed her to believe me, to trust that I hadn't betrayed her or the family. I climbed in and turned the heater on full blast before returning to the office.Kat stood waiting, leaning against the desk. Her posture told me everything. Her arms crossed tightly, waiting for whatever explanation I could muster."Kat, listen... I need to take Lila home and sort this out. She's falling apart, and this whole thing is spinning out of control."She didn't look away. I hated what I had to ask, but it hung between us. "But before I go… Kat, you didn't do this, right? The scent in the house... You didn't have anything to do with that?"Her arms dropped as she pushed off the desk and stepped closer. "You're really asking me that? After everything... After I looked after all of you when you were sick? You're questioning me now?"I reached for her and wrapped h
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