CAST - I paced the empty house. The silence felt wrong. It didn't belong here. She didn't belong anywhere but here with me, but she was gone. She had left with Linc, and deep down, I knew that meant something I wasn't ready to face. She'd said she'd come back, but I wasn't stupid. This wasn't her just stepping out for a few hours. This was her walking out of my life. I had broken her. She wouldn't return. She shouldn't. If I had been in her shoes, I would've run from me too. I had ruined everything we had. Sitting in that silence, in the house I had bought for her, for our baby, was driving me mad. I couldn't just stand there, surrounded by the remnants of a life I had thrown away. So I started working on the house again, putting the nursery together, even though I knew deep down that she might never come back to see it. But it gave me something to focus on. Something other than the hole inside my chest where she had been. This house was supposed to be a home for her. For us.
Linc stood in front of me, so close I could feel the heat radiating from his body. I wasn’t used to feeling this way, but with him, it was different. I wanted more.He stepped closer, softly brushing the side of my neck with his fingers. My heart raced, but it wasn’t from panic. It was anticipation. I knew what he would do, and for the first time, I wanted it. I really wanted it. It was nothing like when Cast marked me. With Cast, I had been terrified, my body stiff with fear because deep down, I knew he hadn’t wanted me.Not then, not in the way I wanted him.But Linc… he wanted me.He leaned in, his breath warm against my skin, and kissed where my shoulder met my neck. I closed my eyes, letting the feeling wash over me. This was different. This was right. I had been scared before, unsure of what it meant to be marked, but now I understood. This was what it felt like to be claimed by someone who actually wanted you. Someone who saw you, wanted to be with you, and wasn’t just fu
LINC - I only thought I was starting to fall for Lila before I marked her. Those feelings, the pull I'd felt growing stronger day by day, were nothing compared to what slammed into me the moment my teeth sank into her skin. The bond between us snapped into place, flooding my senses with something deeper than anything I'd ever experienced. I was gone, completely. Head over heels, no going back. Even if she wasn't my fated mate, she was more than just a chosen one to me. There was something else. Something far more significant. I felt it in my bones, in the way every fiber of me screamed that she was mine. Not because of tradition or pack expectations but because I wanted her. I needed her. She was everything, more than I'd ever thought possible. I lay beside her, watching her sleep, my mind still reeling from the intensity of what had happened between us. Hours had passed since I marked her, since we had made love, yet I couldn't stop looking at her. The bond pulsed between u
CAST - I stared at my phone, the light from the screen blurring my vision. Hours of texting Selena had led me to this.A mess I couldn't seem to pull myself out of. Each message from her seemed to heighten my desperation, like I was reaching for a lifeline I knew I shouldn't take, but couldn't stop myself. She had promised everything. She'd bring all her devices, the cloud files, whatever incriminating texts or photos she had, and let me burn them. Right in front of her. She even offered to let me comb through her phone myself, to prove she had no other copies. I could check every single thing."Plus, if you mark me, you'll know if I'm lying," she reminded me. I didn't want to mark her. That much I knew. I didn't want her in my life at all, not now, not after everything that had happened with Lila. The thought of marking someone else was like trying to swallow broken glass. But the way Selena played on my fears, on my insecurities, was masterful. She always knew how to make me q
CAST - Linc texted me a pin to their new house. Theirs. That didn't take long. The message was simple. An address, no words, just the location of their new home. I floored the gas, racing toward the spot on my phone. I knew what I was walking into, but my mind was stuck in a loop. Lila was his now. I'd told myself I accepted that, but deep down, it tore me apart. As I got closer, I realized... The house wasn't just near his pack's land. It was practically on it. I couldn't believe how close it was. The trees that lined the road grew denser as his pack's scent filled the air. Linc had moved her right into his world, where I no longer had a say. I barely parked the truck before I was out and storming toward the front door. I was about to knock when the door swung open. Linc stood there, his eyes locked on me like he'd been waiting for this. Before I could speak, he grabbed my shirt and yanked me toward the shed at the back of the house. "Not here," he muttered, pulling me wit
I woke up on the couch, and it took me a second to figure out where I was. Linc's house. Our house. Linc wasn't there. The spot next to me was cold, and the house was silent. I sat up, rubbing my eyes, trying to shake off the grogginess. It was still night. I must have fallen asleep waiting for Cast to show up. I'd set up the spare bedroom for him earlier, knowing he'd need somewhere to crash if he actually came out here. Linc hadn't been thrilled about it. He didn't say much, but I could feel it. I couldn't leave Cast to self-destruct. Not again. Not when I knew where that road led. Right back with Selena. Even though I was head over heels in love with Linc now, something in me still needed to take care of Cast. It wasn't love, not anymore, but it was something. A deep connection that I couldn't just shake. That feeling messed me up. I stood up, wrapped the blanket around me, and wandered over to the window. Cast's truck was sitting in the driveway. He'd come. He hadn't go
LINC - I watched them both sound asleep, wrapped up on the couch together. Tangled up in a way that should have made me lose it. But now? It was different. There was nothing I could do but face the reality in front of me. I'd marked her, yes, and I felt our bond grow stronger every second. But she hadn't been given time to disconnect from him entirely. I knew that when I did it. I'd been impatient, pushing forward because I was sure of how I felt, even if she hadn't fully realized it yet. Now, I was left to deal with the consequences. Cast had hurt her in ways I couldn't fully understand, and yet she still cared for him. She loved him. That much was clear. No amount of marking or bonding with me would erase that. And the more I thought about it, the more I understood it wasn't a weakness on her part. It wasn't some flaw that she still held onto her love for Cast despite everything. No, it was a strength. A real strength that few people had. To care for someone after they had t
CAST - Waking up on Linc's couch felt strange. I didn't know where I was for a moment. I hadn't slept like that in... I couldn't even remember the last time. Maybe since the divorce had gone through. I hadn't slept more than an hour or two at a time, and it must've finally caught up with me. My body had clearly crashed, forcing itself to shut down. I blinked and looked around the room, piecing together where I was. Lila's scent was all over me. It was comforting and painful at the same time. I could tell she had been touching me while I slept. That's probably why I'd slept so hard. It wasn't something I wanted to think about for too long. Her scent was still too familiar, and I wasn't ready to process what it meant now that everything between us had changed. She still smelled like... Mine. I heard quiet sounds coming from the kitchen. I pushed myself up and made my way toward the noise. My legs were heavy, still stiff from sleep. I wasn't in a hurry. Part of me didn't want
DECLAN - I startled awake, breath catching hard. My body tensed, expecting the usual flood of images, the heavy, sinking feeling that came every time I crawled out of sleep. But there was nothing. No nightmares. No flashes of Gaia. Just quiet.Suki was still curled up beside me, the blanket barely covering her. She had gotten too hot in the middle of the night and tossed her shirt somewhere across the room. I stared for a long moment, wondering if she did it to torture me. Maybe it was on purpose, a test of how much self-control I had left. I had spent two weeks fighting every urge, pulling back when I wanted to push forward. That was ending tonight.The second I recovered from the shift, I was taking care of this. I was done waiting. She was mine, and I was going to make sure she knew it. In every way I could. I was relieved she was still asleep. Still so peaceful. I probably talked in my sleep the entire week. I did that a lot as a kid. I still did when I was stressed. Dad used t
DECLAN - I swore she was about to lean in and mark me. My whole body jerked, already reacting to what I thought was coming. Then she didn't. The absence of it hit just as hard. Something close to desperation cracked through my chest. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't think. Every breath felt heavier than the last. Every second dragged. I was losing it. Literally losing it.Suki straddled my lap, pushing me against the mattress. Pressure kept me there, but it wasn't enough to settle the fire running through me. My fingers tightened on her thighs, trying to maintain some level of control here. Nothing worked. The burn spread. Every nerve turned razor-sharp.Her hands moved down my arms like she could pull me back. "Breathe."I tried, but the air seemed to be stuck in my throat. "I can't."She dug her fingers in my skin. "Yes, you can."My teeth clenched. "Suki..."She kissed me, dragging me under before I could stop her. My body jerked into hers, chasing the only thing I could think of.S
SUKI - The night before the full moon arrived, and the energy in the air felt thick enough to choke on. His body didn't fully understand what was coming yet, even if he did. Every instinct in him was preparing for something it had never gone through before. Luckily, I was here to help.My shifts were different. The moon didn't force them on me. I chose when to let my wolf out, when to embrace what was inside me. On the full moon, I wanted to shift. It felt incredible, like everything inside me clicked into place. But I didn't have to. He did. And it hurt. Really bad the first time.I had never understood why werewolves got the short end of the deal. Why their shift had to be something brutal, something to survive rather than something to embrace. If I could take that part away for him, I would. But I wasn't the one in the family with connections to the moon goddess. Declan paced through the Riverwalk house like he was trying to outrun something. He stretched, rolled his shoulders, a
SUKI - We ignored Gaia's birthday entirely. Neither of us spoke about it. Didn't acknowledge the date when it came and went. I'd say I hoped she had a good birthday, but that would be a lie. Instead, we swam in the river.The water was cool and clear, wrapping around us like something separate from the real world. Declan came alive in it, shedding the weight he had been carrying for weeks, moving through the currents like his body was remembering what it felt like to be free.He caught me from behind, dunking me before I could react. I sputtered to the surface, wiping water from my face just as he dove again, disappearing beneath me. A second later, hands gripped my waist, dragging me under. I fought, twisting against him, but he was stronger. Faster.I let him win.He pulled me close, his mouth brushing against mine just as we broke through the surface again. His lips hovered, teasing, waiting. My breath tangled in my throat, but I didn't make him wait long. I pressed into him, wat
SUKI POV - The first few days at the Riverwalk house had been quiet. Not silent, Declan didn't do silent, but calmer. Softer. Far less dramatic. I had expected the grief to eat at him, to turn him sharp, reckless, and impossible to handle. And while the anger still lingered, and he did seem ready to snap at any second, he let me help him. Let me take care of him. Let me put him back together piece by piece.He let me shove him toward the hammock when he was too exhausted to argue. Let me force water into his hand when he was too stubborn to take care of himself. Let me sit beside him and force-feed him, watching to make sure he ate every bite. I cleaned the cuts on his knuckles when he got too lost in his head and hit something he shouldn't have. I massaged the tension from his shoulders when he just couldn't relax. I patched up every wound, physical and otherwise, without him having to ask.He just let me take care of him. Let me curl into him at night when I knew the nightmares wer
SUKI POV -I had known Declan was mine for almost two years. Mine. No one else's. Mine in a way that made my blood hum, made my instincts lock onto him like nothing else ever had. I had known, deep in my bones, that I would kill for him, die for him, claim him in a way no one else ever could. He belonged to me as much as I belonged to him, even if he hadn't realized it yet.The realization hadn't come all at once. It wasn't like lightning striking or some earth-shattering moment of clarity. It settled in quietly, creeping in the way instincts always did. Slow, steady, undeniable once it was there. One day, Declan was my best friend, the person I fought beside, the one I trusted above all others. And then I looked at him, really looked at him, and I knew.He was mine.It happened on a night that should have been unremarkable. We were training late, running drills under the dimming lights, both of us pushing ourselves long past exhaustion. He had yanked off his shirt, sweat dripping dow
My brain would not shut up. I told myself to stop thinking about her body, but it was useless. I was standing there, naked, grieving, trying to process everything, and yet, all I could focus on was the way the water ran over her skin. The way her muscles flexed with every slight movement. The shape of her waist, the way her hips curved in a way that made something in me lock up. Fuck. Everything in my lock up. I gritted my teeth, staring at the tile, trying to drown out the thoughts. She was my best friend. My mate. And I felt like an asshole for noticing her like this, especially right now. But my body did not care. My instincts did not care. They did what they wanted, dragging my focus back to her over and over. She sighed and turned with the loofah in her hand. She looked down, then back up, her grin turning downright smug. "Damn, Dec. You're really going through it, huh? Looks like all the blood in your body decided it had more important places to be." I groaned. "Can you j
"She did not even care." The pain ripped out of me, raw and shaking, breaking apart between sharp breaths. "I tried. I did everything I was supposed to. And she just walked away. Like I meant nothing."Suki did not flinch. Mom did not look away. They sat beside me, letting me fall apart without stopping me. Letting me feel it."She was not even my mate," I choked, pressing the heels of my hands against my eyes like I could stop everything from spilling out. Like that would somehow make the tears stop. "I knew that. I knew it the second I saw her. But I still tried. I still did the right thing. I still honored the bond she forced on me. And she just... dropped me. Like it was easy. Like I was disposable."I tried to sit up, but my body refused. "I told myself I could make it work. That I could be what she needed. That I could be enough. And she did not even hesitate. She let me love her, let me stand by her, let me put my whole life on the line for her. And the second she was done with
Cold tile pressed against my cheek, biting against overheated skin. A dull pounding slammed through my skull, relentless, shoving me back into awareness. The room spun in slow, nauseating turns. My limbs refused to cooperate, heavy, disconnected, caught somewhere between exhaustion and the aftermath of last night. For a second, I didn't know where I was.The bath mat was back hanging neatly over the side of the tub like it had never been on the floor with me. My boots sat beside me, lined up perfectly. My shirt was gone. The stale stench of sweat clung to my skin, but a fresh t-shirt and jeans sat folded on the counter, waiting. Someone had been here. Someone had seen me like this.I was covered by an actual blanket. The air felt cooler than before, the AC humming softly in the background. Someone had turned it on while I was passed out.I forced myself up, muscles stiff, movements slow. Light spilled through the half-open door, too bright. The person who undressed and cleaned up afte