LILA - Linc groaned dramatically, stretching his arms behind his head. "You know, I think this makes me the luckiest guy alive."Cast scoffed, shifting closer to both of us. "You? I was the one under you two. Pretty sure that makes me the winner here."I laughed as my body was still tangled between them. "So what does that make us now? A perfect triangle?"Linc rolled onto his side, propping his head up with his hand. "A damn good one. No weak links, no half-bonds. Just us."Cast hummed, his fingers tracing the mark on my neck before sliding over Linc’s. "Feels different, doesn’t it? Like we’ve always been this way, and we were just waiting to catch up."I closed my eyes, the bond between us buzzing beneath my skin. I could feel them both. Every lazy heartbeat, every slow breath, the steady warmth of love wrapping around all of us. It wasn’t just about me. They were connected too, their bond as deep and intense as what I shared with them.Linc smirked, nudging Cast’s thigh with his k
LINC - I hadn't expected it to hit me so hard. Loving him. Loving all of them. It wasn’t slow or cautious. It was immediate, absolute. I’d never wanted something so much, never been so sure of anything. This was us. This was our family. This was what I was fighting for, even when I wasn't aware of it. Walking up to the packhouse, I felt the change in him before I even looked over. He carried himself differently. Cassy barely waited for us to make it up the steps before her attention locked onto him. "You should stay out here, talk to me," she urged, waving him toward the porch steps. "We’ve got a lot to go over, and I have a feeling your two and mine are going to be lifelong friends." She tipped her head toward the twins inside. "Might as well get ahead of it and start making sure their parents are solid too." She wanted to talk. Needed to.Phin sat on the porch with Viv curled up against his side, a bottle of beer balanced on his knee. Teddy had his own, his cheeks already flushed
CAST - Cassy’s eyes dropped to the mark on my neck. "Didn’t take long."I rolled my shoulders, the lingering sensitivity from Linc’s mark still settling into my skin. "It’s been a long road."She leaned against the railing as she studied me. "Mom picked you for Lila, you know. I took over right about the time she walked in and saw you with Selena. That moment hit me harder than almost anything I’d ever felt from one of my subjects. For a split second, her heartbreak was stronger than any other wolf in the world. That’s what made me pay attention. It was more than pain. It was total devastation and from someone as strong as her? It was hard not to take notice. That was when I knew she would never truly leave you, no matter how much she wanted to. She knew in her heart she belonged with you."That memory clawed at my senses. "I was a different person back then. An idiot. Almost threw everything away." My throat burned from just speaking the words out loud. The thought of losing what I
LILA - The airplane landed smoothly at the airport. The twins had handled the flight better than I expected, sleeping most of the way on their dad's chests with only a few quiet fusses as we descended. I was so happy to be home.The drive home felt endless, the hours spent traveling finally catching up to me. I sat wedged between them on the truck’s narrow seat, Cast’s arm draped around my back, his hand resting on Linc’s shoulders. Linc kept one hand on the wheel, the other on my leg.I shifted, relaxing into Cast’s hold. "Cassy wants to see me more." I traced the line on Linc's jeans. "She thinks we’ll be good friends. We probably won’t have much of a choice, considering Tory and Bayla are already trying to communicate."I turned slightly toward the backseat. Tory sat in her car seat, hands stretching toward the window where the faint moon still hung in the early evening sky. Her tiny fingers flexed, reaching, drawn to something unseen.I tensed up as I shivered. "Do you think they
LILA - The front gates stood closed, but the voices carried through the trees long before we reached them. Guards stood firm, watching the three people on the other side. Mrs. Roman pressed against the bars, demanding entry. Kat hovered nearby, shifting nervously, while the unfamiliar woman stood silent, watching.The resemblance was undeniable. The same dark eyes, the same high cheekbones, the same way she stood,calm, composed, like she already had every answer. It wasn’t just her features; it was the way she held herself, the quiet confidence, the slight tilt of her head, the unshaken stillness. Something about her made my stomach twist, not with fear, but with something deeper, something that felt too close.She was familiar in a way that went beyond recognition. It felt like I had spent time with her before, like I knew her presence even if I couldn’t remember how. But I didn’t remember my life before my adoptive parents. My childhood was a blur of vague memories, disconnected pi
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LILA - The bond roared in my mind, a chaotic storm of fear and fury radiating from Cast and Linc. Their emotions weren’t just lingering in the background, they were crashing into me with every heartbeat. I hadn’t figured out how to manage this part yet, how to separate their panic from my own. It was overwhelming and suffocating.Cast’s breaths grew louder and uneven. Linc kept his hand on his shoulder, not to calm him but to keep him from falling over the cliff. It wasn’t working. The anxiety between them was thick enough to choke on. I could feel their fear like it were my own. Not just fear for themselves but for me, for the twins, and for everything we thought was safe.They were unraveling, and through the bond, I felt myself unraveling too."Go upstairs," I declared.Neither of them moved. I sighed. "The guards will stay. They won’t let anything happen."Linc glanced at the guards. "You don’t take your eyes off her," he barked, pointing toward me. "If any of them try anything,
Hey again, wonderful readers!I can’t thank you enough for all the responses to my last note. The flood of comments here and on social media has been incredible. I seriously love hearing from you and interacting. It’s what keeps me writing and makes it so easy to let these characters come to life. You’re the heartbeat of this whole process, and that’s why I love including you in it.As Eileen pointed out, the original ending really focused on Cast’s redemption and the evolution of the trio’s relationship, and we are just tying up loose ends now. But because my brain never knows how to sit still, I’ve already come up with a ton of new stories and scenarios for these characters. The problem is, once they move into my head, they don’t like to leave, and I'm not good at evictions. Know what I mean? So here’s where I need your input. I could keep going with this story, but updates might slow down a bit (think 1-2 per week). I could also wrap this book up and start a new one to kick off 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