MasukGwen:My body remembered before my mind did.I had that deep settled ache that started in my shoulders and ran all the way down. The kind that wasn't unpleasant exactly but was impossible to ignore.It pulled me into consciousness before I was ready for it and for a few seconds I just lay there with my eyes closed feeling my existence without attaching meaning to it.Then I opened my eyes and saw the ceiling and the ceiling was wrong because it was not my ceiling.I sat up slowly and the sheets pooled at my waist and the room arranged itself around me in the early morning light.It was all dark furniture and high ceilings and the particular quality of silence that belonged to a space that was larger than it needed to be.Everything from the night before came back in pieces, not all at once but in the way memories returned when your body had already processed them and was simply waiting for your mind to catch up.I pressed the heel of my hand against my forehead.I had slept here for t
Xavier:When I stepped into my room, the first thing I noticed was the light, how dim it was.The smell in the room was incredibly pleasant. My wolf grabbed onto that faint whiff of aroma that belonged to her and his low growl echoed in my mind.I guess I wasn’t the only one impressed by what I saw.Soft music played in the background, warm and inviting. The entire way home, I had thought of her, and this scene right now, told me that she had not only taken on my challenge, she had pushed it even further.I closed the door slowly, then leaned against it, soaking in the view before me. “You’re late.”It came from the shadows, filled with partial chiding.She came out of the shadows, and my breath hitched in my throat.Gwen was the most gorgeous woman I had ever set my eyes on. She looked so soft, like a blooming rose that was spreading out its petals. Her hair was loose, and flowed down her back in tresses. Her lips looked even redder than I recalled but the color wasn’t too sharp.
Gwen’s pov I woke up later than I usually did, stirring in bed for a long minute before finally sitting up.The bed beside me was empty, of course it was.Xavier would never wallow in bed for so long.After freshening up, I headed downstairs, still feeling the weight of exhaustion in my bones.It was the kind that sleep couldn’t fix and I kept stretching as I walked down the stairs.Greta sighted me the minute I reached the bottom step. She walked closer, smiling at me.“Good morning Ma’am. Breakfast's set up in the dining room for you.”“Good morning, Greta,” I smiled back at her. “Thank you.”“Did Josie have breakfast?” I enquired.“Yes ma’am,” she nodded in confirmation. “I made sure she was ready on time and Sir Xavier offered to drop her off at school.”“He did?” I raised a brow.“Yes ma’am.”That was news to me. It was pleasant, yet confusing.My mind drifted to a moment in time, struggling to process why Cole had always made it seem like a difficult chore to do.He never took
Gwen’s povI hated this house.I hated the way it looked from the outside with its lights and its architecture that had been designed to impress and I hated the way my body remembered it before my mind caught up.The tightening across my shoulders the moment the gate came into view, the old familiar instinct to make myself smaller before I even stepped through the door. Six years of memories lived inside these walls and none of them were the kind a person would keep.I kept walking anyway.The door opened before I knocked which meant someone had seen me coming and inside the house smelled exactly as it always had which was expensive and cold underneath the surface warmth of it.It was the kind of house that had everything except the thing that made a house an actual home.Cole appeared at the top of the stairs and came down slowly the way he always moved when he wanted to remind you that he was not in any hurry and you were not worth rushing for. He was dressed casually and his face
Xavier:She paused when she opened it and something about that pause, the way her hand stopped moving and her body became motionless like the paper had reached out and grabbed her made me walk towards her without even thinking about it.I took the letter from her fingers gently and read it and the words I saw in the letter had a kind of clarity that wasn’t surprising but it still made my blood boil.Cole was filing for custody of Josie.I read it twice because the first time felt like something my brain was refusing to process correctly and the second time confirmed that yes, this was real and yes, he had actually done this. The man who had stood in a hospital corridor and called his daughter a dead end. The man who had used a sick five year old as leverage to extract a signature from her mother. The man whose neglect had nearly killed this child was now standing in front of a legal document claiming he wanted her.Cole had always been useless but I never knew he was this stupid.I s
Gwen’s pov“Higher!” Jossie’s giggles filled the air, unrestrained as Xavier pushed the swing she was seated on.I watched as she kicked her legs forward, gripping the swing with complete trust that he would be there to catch her if she fell.“Not too high,” I warned, but I also trusted that Xavier wouldn’t let her get hurt.The thought hit me hard and my smile waned while Josie kept on squealing with delight.“Again! Again, Uncle Xavier.”Xavier didn’t hesitate to match her energy. He did it effortlessly too and while I watched them, my chest tightened.Everything was just too easy with him, and somehow, that scared me.While I was lost in thought, I felt a hand on mine and realised that Josie had gotten off the swing.“Sit,” Xavier said, quietly insisting when I tried to refuse.Soon as I lowered myself onto the swing, after taking a long minute to stare at him, Josie crawled into my lap and yelled excitedly.“Uncle Xavier, push us!”Xavier did as she said. It was unexpected and I g







