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
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
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
LILA - 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
LILA - Teddy grabbed the stack of buckets from the boat and turned to us with a grin. “Y’all stayin’ for supper? Reckon we’re gonna fix up a feast tonight.” His thick Cajun accent rolled off his tongue, and I had to blink a few times to catch all the words. “I’m sorry, can you say that again?”He grinned and exaggerated his following words, his accent nearly gone. “I said, are you all staying for dinner?”I nodded quickly. “Oh, yes. Definitely. Thank you.”“What’s for dinner?” Teddy slung the buckets over his shoulder with a grin. “Crawfish boil. Best you’ll ever have, you. Fresh from the traps this mornin’. Y’all are in for a treat.”“Really? I’ve never had that before,” I admitted.“Never?” Teddy stopped in his tracks, his shock exaggerated as he winked at me. “Well, ain’t you lucky you showed up here? Can’t get fresher than this, cher. You’ll be ruined for anythin’ else after tonight.”Phin laughed and muttered something quick and low in Cajun French, too fast for me to catch. Te
LINC - Helping Teddy and Phin with the crawfish wasn’t something I thought I’d find enjoyable, but there was something satisfying about the process. We worked side by side, sorting through the wriggling creatures as Phin gave instructions in that fast-paced Cajun drawl I struggled to keep up with. Cast moved quickly, dropping the good ones into the buckets and tossing the rest into the discard pile. Teddy whistled a tune, occasionally throwing in a teasing remark that sent Phin into a rapid burst of words, blending Cajun and French so quickly I could barely catch half of it.“Y’all gettin’ the hang of it. Not bad for first-timers. Don’t let Phin scare ya. He’s all bark.” Teddy grinned, tossing another crawfish into the bucket.Phin muttered something sharp and quick, earning a laugh from Teddy. Cast shook his head but didn’t stop working.“What’s next?” Cast hoisted one of the buckets, ready for the next step.Teddy gestured toward the tubs. “Now we let ‘em soak. Gotta clean ‘em up g
CAST - I lay on my back, arms resting behind my head as Lila straddled me, her mouth trailing over my mark with slow deliberation. Her touch burned into my skin, each kiss leaving a trace of something deeper, something undeniable. She knew exactly what she was doing, taking her time and making sure I felt every bit of it. Then she stopped.She shifted slightly, glancing toward Linc, who sat beside us on the bed, watching."Kiss my neck. Or his."Linc exhaled sharply. His hesitation was brief, but I caught it. He adjusted, moving closer. "Uh... okay."He leaned in, brushing his lips over the mark on her neck. The position put him right next to me, our faces only inches apart. His breath ghosted against my cheek, the proximity impossible to ignore. I stayed still, unsure whether to move or let it play out. There was an awkwardness to it, but not in the way I expected.Then the ridiculousness of the moment hit me, and laughter burst from my chest before I could stop it. Linc jerked back
LINC - Lila’s lips moved against mine. It had been too long since she and I had been together, and the bond was aching from the time apart. But this was different. This was the first time all three of us had come together like this. I regretted fighting it last time when she marked him. I thought it would cause issues between us. All it did was put off everything for months. Now, only one piece remained unfinished. Cast.He had marked Lila. I had marked Lila. She had marked both of us. But Cast and I had never taken that step.Now, with everything between us, with Tory, the impact of it hit me full force.A groan escaped as I gripped Lila’s body, holding her back against my chest as she rolled her hips against him. Cast lay beneath her, moaning and growling as she rolled her hips. My lips trailed from Lila’s to her neck, brushing against the place I had marked. I bit down gently, and she shuddered between us. So did he.A sharp gasp broke from her lips as she rocked into him, the r
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