Lizbella was already in the break room when I arrived at work, perched on the counter like the boss she is. She was sipping coffee out of a chipped mug that read, Therapy Is Cheaper Than Murder. Her wild dark curls framed her face, and her expression was as stormy as the dark brew in her hands.“Morning,” I said cautiously, setting my bag on the small table.Lizbella didn’t reply. Instead, she raised an eyebrow and took another sip, her silence louder than any greeting.“Okay,” I muttered, sliding into the chair across from her. “Go ahead. Say whatever it is you’re dying to say.”Her eyes narrowed. “You’re an idiot.”I let out a sharp laugh, more out of disbelief than amusement. “Good morning to you too.”“I mean it, Briar.” Lizbella hopped off the counter, her boots thudding against the tile as she crossed her arms. “You’ve officially lost your mind. Training with those Lycans? Are you trying to get yourself killed?”I bristled at her tone, leaning back in my chair. “I’m not trying
When I got home, the first thing I noticed was the cars parked outside my small apartment complex. Sleek, black, and undeniably expensive.I frowned. They definitely didn’t belong to anyone in my building. Most of my neighbors drove beat-up sedans or pick-up trucks that rattled louder than a werewolf howl on a full moon.My heart thudded in my chest as I gripped my bag tighter and slowly made my way to the door. Something didn’t feel right.Fishing around in my bag, my fingers closed around the hilt of the small knife I always carried. It wasn’t much, but it was better than nothing.The moment I unlocked the door, I heard it—a muffled clatter, followed by low voices and the sound of something sizzling.I slipped inside, shutting the door quietly behind me. My heart was racing now, and my grip on the knife tightened as I followed the noise to the kitchen.What I found made me freeze in the doorway.Standing in my kitchen, shirtless, were three of the hottest men I’d ever seen.Kai, K
I crossed my arms and leaned against the counter, glaring at the three Lycans who somehow managed to look completely at home in my kitchen. Kai was calmly plating the food he’d made, Kieran leaned casually against the fridge, and Kylan… well, Kylan looked like he was mentally planning his next smartass remark.“You can’t just show up here and act like this is normal,” I said, my voice sharper than I intended.Kai set the plates down on the table, his piercing blue eyes flicking to mine. “Nothing about this situation is normal, Briar. But here we are.”I rolled my eyes. “Let’s get one thing straight. Just because you think you’re their fathers doesn’t mean I’m going to let you waltz in here and take over my life.”“You don’t have a choice,” Kai said bluntly, his tone firm but not unkind. “We’re not going anywhere.”“Oh, yes, you are,” I shot back. “The second you finish your little meal, you’re out of here. And you can forget about spending time with Finn and Luna.”“About that…” Kylan
“Not it doesn't.” I replied. “Then where are we staying?” Kieran asked, clearly enjoying my discomfort.“You have money, figure it out.”“But we want to stay here. Training, remember? Kids too.” Kieran added waving at Luna and Finn. “Annoying alphaholes,” I muttered, walking toward the small guest room at the back of the apartment. “There’s one spare bed. Figure it out.”The three of them followed me, their large frames practically filling the narrow hallway.“Okay,” I said, throwing open the door to the guest room. “This is it. Don’t complain. Don’t ask for anything. Just stay out of my way.”Kylan stepped inside, his grin widening as he surveyed the cramped space. “Cozy.”“It’s not meant for three people,” I said pointedly.He shrugged. “We’ll make it work.”Kai crossed his arms, his eyes scanning the room. “This bed doesn’t look very sturdy.”“It’s fine,” I said, exasperated. “Lizbella slept on it just fine.”Kylan plopped onto the bed, and before I could blink, there was a loud
I closed the door to the guest room behind me, letting out a long breath. Dealing with the Lycan kings was exhausting in ways I didn’t have words for, mostly because they made me feel too much, and none of it was simple.But right now, I had bigger priorities.I walked down the short hallway to the twins’ room, quietly pushing the door open. The small nightlight cast a soft glow across the space, illuminating Finn and Luna sitting cross-legged on Finn’s bed, whispering to each other like co-conspirators.“Why aren’t you two asleep?” I asked, leaning against the doorframe with a tired smile.Finn looked up first, his face lighting up. “We couldn’t sleep. We’re… talking.”“Talking, huh?” I raised an eyebrow and stepped into the room. “Mind if I join?”Luna shrugged, making room for me at the foot of the bed. “Sure.”I sat down, pulling my legs up and tucking them under me. “So, what’s so important that it’s keeping you both awake?”The twins exchanged a glance, and Finn spoke first. “Th
The smell of pancakes and bacon greeted me as I stepped into the kitchen, Finn and Luna running ahead of me. Kai stood at the stove, his movements precise as he flipped pancakes onto a growing stack. Kylan leaned casually against the counter, munching on a piece of bacon with his trademark smirk.“Good morning,” Kylan said, giving me a once-over. “Sleep well?”“Better than I expected, considering the circus in my house,” I replied, making a beeline for the stack of pancakes.As I reached out to grab one, Kai’s hand shot out, snapping my wrist lightly.“It’s bad manners to pick at food before it’s served,” he said, his voice as calm and commanding as ever.I glared at him, pulling my hand back. “It’s bad manners to invade someone’s home uninvited, but I don’t see you apologizing.”Kylan choked on his bacon, clearly trying to hold back a laugh.Kai’s lips twitched, though he didn’t smile. “Touché.”“Where’s Kieran?” I asked, glancing around.“Bathroom,” Kai said, flipping another pancak
Kai stood nearby, as stoic and intense as ever, his blue eyes watching me like he was trying to solve a puzzle.That's how he always looks though . Watchful.It was annoying sometimes, but there are sometimes, especially now when I am in nothing but a T-shirt, shorts, and my hair in a mess, it felt like he could see my body from within my shirt. Kieran was the least distracting, for once, but only because he was busy coaxing the twins into the car.I let out an exaggerated groan, throwing my hands in the air. “Can you guys please be less hot?”Kylan turned, his grin widening. “You think we’re hot?”Kai’s lips twitched, though his voice remained cold as ice. “We’ll try harder to be less of a distraction for you.”“Oh, shove it,” I snapped, flipping him the finger.---This was a welcome change of scenery. The hum of activity, the soft beeps of monitors, and the soothing scent of disinfectant helped ground me. I made my way to Lizbella’s office, holding a small paper bag containing h
“Are… are you alright?” I asked, my voice hesitant as I watched the young woman. She turned to me, her face glowing with a creepy happiness. Her earlier grief seemed to have vanished, replaced by an unsettling calm. She looked different from when she first came in, more happy, at peace for someone who just lost her twin.Then again, what was that…song.“I’m more than alright,” she said, her tone bright and airy. “I feel… free. Like the pain was never there to begin with.Did I lose anyone, I don’t even know.” My stomach twisted. “Do you remember your brother? Your loss?” She frowned, her brow furrowing for a brief moment before her face cleared again, her grin returning. “No,” she said simply. “I’ve forgotten it all. The pain, the sadness—it’s gone. Completely gone.” “That’s… good,” I said, though the words felt strange on my tongue. She stepped closer, her eyes brimming with what could have been joy. “The rumors weren’t wrong. You’re the best therapist, Briar. You make peo
“I don't know, Briar, the question is starting to look as if I should believe you.”I raised an eyebrow, my grip tightening on the edge of my seat. “What do you mean?”“Tell me, Briar,” he turned his sharp, silver eyes toward me, a dangerous edge to his tone. “Tell me exactly what’s going on in your mind.”I hesitated, the witch’s words still echoing in my head like a haunting melody. “I already told you. I’m trying to figure this out—just like you.”He scoffed, his hands tightening around the steering wheel as the car swerved slightly.“Kieran, what the hell are you doing?” I snapped, gripping the side of the seat harder.“You’re not telling me everything, Briar,” he said, his voice low and dangerous, ignoring my question. “You’re keeping something from me, from all of us.”“That’s not true!” I shot back, panic creeping into my voice as he pressed harder on the accelerator.The car sped down the dark road, the trees on either side blurring into a shadowy mass. The tension between us
"I was surprised you decided to follow me," I said as I tucked Finn and Luna into the back of the car.Neither of them looked at me. Luna’s eyes were still red from crying earlier, her face turned toward the window, her little hands clutching the edges of her blanket. Finn was quieter than usual, his brows furrowed in thought, though his grip on his toy wolf was tight enough to whiten his knuckles.I sighed, shutting the door softly before turning to Kieran, who stood a few feet away, watching the kids through the glass.“I told you I’d take you,” he said simply, leaning against the car. His silver eyes flicked to me, unreadable. “And you’re stubborn enough to do this alone if I hadn’t.”“You didn’t have to,” I muttered, crossing my arms. “This isn’t your problem.”His lips twitched into something like a smile, though it didn’t reach his eyes. “You’re impossible, you know that?”I frowned, brushing past him to the driver’s side. “Let’s just go.”---The drive was silent. Too silent.K
“Kieran, I’m not—”“Don’t,” he cut me off, his tone sharper than a blade. “Don’t try to talk your way out of this. Not with me. Not when it’s about them.”His words hit me square in the chest, making my breath catch. His frustration, his worry—it wasn’t misplaced, and that only made it harder to face.“Kieran,” Kai said, stepping forward, his tall frame casting a shadow over his brother. “You’re not helping.”“And you are?” Kieran snapped, his voice rising. “You think standing there, acting like everything’s fine, is going to solve this? She’s not telling us everything, Kai. And you’re just letting it slide.”Kai’s jaw clenched, but his voice stayed calm. “This isn’t about letting anything slide. It’s about handling it in a way that doesn’t push her further into a corner.”“I’m right here,” I said quietly, my voice breaking. “You don’t have to talk like I’m not.”Kieran’s gaze softened for a fraction of a second, but his frustration didn’t waver. “Then start talking, Briar. What aren’
My face changed, “What do you mean what am I doing to my daughter?”Kylan didn’t flinch, leaning back against the wall with his arms crossed. “Exactly what I asked, Briar. You’re talking about medicine like it’s the only thing keeping her from falling apart. What’s really going on?”“You wouldn’t understand,” I muttered, shaking my head.“Try me,” he pressed, his voice calm but firm.I stood abruptly, pacing the room as my mind raced. “It’s nothing, okay? Just something the doctor prescribed to… keep things normal.”Kylan arched a brow. “Normal? You’re talking about glowing eyes and a song that no six-year-old should be humming. There is no way for a six years old to know Latin and surprisingly she does. None of that screams normal to me.”I froze, my back to him, my fists clenched at my sides. “It’s under control.”“That’s what you call control?” he shot back, gesturing toward the hallway where Luna’s muffled cries could still be heard. “Because from where I’m standing, it looks like
The morning sunlight streamed through the windows, bathing my room in a soft golden glow. I blinked awake, my mind already buzzing with the to-do list for the day. Work, the kids, figuring out what to do about this ridiculous mansion situation—there was too much to handle and not enough coffee in the world to help.As I swung my legs over the side of the bed, I paused. A soft, familiar sound drifted through the air, sending a chill down my spine."Lacrimam tuam effunde,Et dolorem tuum dimitte.Lux tua in stellis est,Numquam obscura, numquam amissa."The words, haunting and melodic, seemed to float from the hallway. My heart stopped.No.It couldn’t be.I rushed out of the room, following the sound to Luna’s bedroom. My hands trembled as I pushed the door open.There she was, sitting on the edge of her bed, her small feet dangling as she hummed the tune softly to herself.“Luna?” I said, my voice cracking.She turned to me, her innocent face lighting up with a smile. “Morning, Mummy!
The twins were bouncing on the large bed in their new room, their laughter echoing through the spacious house. The soft, cloud-like mattress made for the perfect playground, and the clean room, with its lavender coloured walls and oversized windows, felt like a dream.“This house is huge!” Finn said, flipping onto his back and staring up at the ceiling. “Do you think there’s a secret room or something?”“There has to be,” Luna said, her curls bouncing as she flopped next to him. “Rich people houses always have secret stuff.”Finn rolled onto his side, propping his head up with his hand. “You know what’s even weirder? The three dads thing.”Luna nodded solemnly, folding her hands under her chin like she was pondering something important. “Yeah. They’re all so… different.”“Right?” Finn said, sitting up. “Like, Kai’s kinda scary, but not in a bad way. More like… like when Miss Thornton at school gets mad at us for not doing homework.”“Yeah, he’s like the principal of dads,” Luna agreed
My phone wouldn’t stop ringing. Over and over, the incessant buzz pulled at my fraying nerves. I ignored it at first, pacing through the mess of my dismantled apartment, but when the ringing started again, I snatched it up without checking the caller ID.“What?” I barked, my voice tight with anger.“Good to hear you’re still in one piece,” Kai’s calm, low voice came through the line, immediately freezing me in place.“Kai?” I asked, surprised.“I heard about your… situation,” he said, his tone clipped but careful. “I took the liberty of moving your important things. There’s a better place waiting for you.”His words hung in the air like a slap to the face. “Excuse me?” I snapped, my anger bubbling to the surface. “This is my house. I don’t want some ‘better place.’ I got this home with my hard earned money.”“But you weren't able to keep it,” Kai said evenly, and that pissed me off. “Kylan is on his way to pick you up. He’ll take you to your new home.”“Oh, no,” I said, my voice risin
“Are… are you alright?” I asked, my voice hesitant as I watched the young woman. She turned to me, her face glowing with a creepy happiness. Her earlier grief seemed to have vanished, replaced by an unsettling calm. She looked different from when she first came in, more happy, at peace for someone who just lost her twin.Then again, what was that…song.“I’m more than alright,” she said, her tone bright and airy. “I feel… free. Like the pain was never there to begin with.Did I lose anyone, I don’t even know.” My stomach twisted. “Do you remember your brother? Your loss?” She frowned, her brow furrowing for a brief moment before her face cleared again, her grin returning. “No,” she said simply. “I’ve forgotten it all. The pain, the sadness—it’s gone. Completely gone.” “That’s… good,” I said, though the words felt strange on my tongue. She stepped closer, her eyes brimming with what could have been joy. “The rumors weren’t wrong. You’re the best therapist, Briar. You make peo
Kai stood nearby, as stoic and intense as ever, his blue eyes watching me like he was trying to solve a puzzle.That's how he always looks though . Watchful.It was annoying sometimes, but there are sometimes, especially now when I am in nothing but a T-shirt, shorts, and my hair in a mess, it felt like he could see my body from within my shirt. Kieran was the least distracting, for once, but only because he was busy coaxing the twins into the car.I let out an exaggerated groan, throwing my hands in the air. “Can you guys please be less hot?”Kylan turned, his grin widening. “You think we’re hot?”Kai’s lips twitched, though his voice remained cold as ice. “We’ll try harder to be less of a distraction for you.”“Oh, shove it,” I snapped, flipping him the finger.---This was a welcome change of scenery. The hum of activity, the soft beeps of monitors, and the soothing scent of disinfectant helped ground me. I made my way to Lizbella’s office, holding a small paper bag containing h