LOGINHenryI finally reached Gabrielle’s shitty excuse for a mansion.The G-Wagon rolled through the gates and up the long driveway, headlights washing over trimmed hedges, stone statues, and all the other expensive little decorations Gabrielle probably thought made the place look sophisticated.They didn’t.Money couldn’t buy taste.Which was unfortunate for him.I pulled the car to a stop directly in front of the mansion and climbed out without bothering to park it properly.One of the servants immediately came rushing down the steps.Perfect timing.I tossed the key toward him.Hard.He barely caught it before it struck him directly in the face.Barely.The edge of the key still scraped across his cheek on the way into his hand.I heard the tiny hiss escape him.Then—Blood.The scent reached me almost instantly.Sharp.Metallic.Fresh.My eyes flickered toward him for half a second.A thin red line had already appeared across his cheek.Nothing serious.Barely even worth acknowledging.
ElenaSilence spread across the beach.No.That wasn’t right.The beach was anything but silent.The ocean was still moving behind us, waves folding over one another before breaking against the shore. Wind still whispered through my hair. Somewhere farther away, birds cried above the water.The world hadn’t gone quiet.I had.Every bit of chaos that had been running endlessly through my head suddenly stopped.Completely.As though every thought inside me had paused just to listen to the words that had left Jax’s mouth.Yours.And then my mind replayed it.Once.Twice.Again.Yours.My hand rose slowly.It was shaking.I pointed toward myself, even though there was absolutely nobody else standing between us whom he could possibly have meant.“Me?”The disbelief in my voice wasn’t subtle.It wasn’t something I could hide behind sarcasm or a laugh.It came out raw.Too loud.Almost frightened.“Me?”Behind me, Ashton stopped moving.I couldn’t see his face, but somehow I knew he was smil
ElenaWe reached the beach.And for a few seconds, I just stood there.The wind moved first.Soft.Gentle.It brushed across my skin and disappeared almost immediately, like it had become shy the second it touched me. Another breeze followed, moving through my hair, carrying the faint scent of salt and ocean water with it.There was warmth in it too.Not heat.Something softer than that.Something that didn’t belong here.At least, I had never felt it here before.I had been to this beach enough times to know its moods. The cold mornings. The restless afternoons. The evenings when the wind became sharp enough to sting your face.But this?This warmth?It felt new.Or maybe I was the one who was different.I looked toward the ocean.Blue stretched endlessly ahead of me, broken only by pale foam where the waves folded over themselves and rushed toward the shore.Without saying anything, I slipped my shoes off.Before I could even bend to pick them up, Jax reached down and grabbed them.
HenryMy memories still hadn’t come back.Not properly.Not even one clean fucking fragment beyond the same handful of sounds circling inside my skull like flies trapped beneath glass.Elena’s voice.My own shouting.A door.Then darkness.Again.And again.And again.Nothing useful.But at least the ride had been good.I stood for a moment in the middle of the private room, letting the silence settle around me now that everything had stopped.The air felt heavy.Warm.Stale with sweat, perfume, alcohol, and whatever cheap floral shit they had sprayed around the room in an attempt to make it smell expensive.Behind me, the girl lay sprawled across the couch exactly where I had left her.Completely spent.One arm hung loosely over the edge, her fingers barely brushing the carpet. Her hair had fallen across part of her face, hiding her expression, and her breathing came slowly enough that for half a second I actually wondered whether she had passed out.Maybe she had.Maybe she was just
Elena“Seriously?”I stared at both of them.Then at the tea stall.Then back at them again.The metal shutters were pulled all the way down, a faded little sign hung crookedly above the entrance, and the chairs that probably usually occupied the front had been stacked behind one dusty window like even they had given up waiting for customers.Closed.Completely fucking closed.“A tea stall?” I finally asked, pointing toward it. “A closed one at that?”Neither Ashton nor Jax answered.Which somehow made it worse.I slowly turned toward them.“That’s why you two took such a huge risk and dragged me out of the house?”My lips pressed together as I tried very hard not to laugh.Because the expression on their faces—God.They both looked like they wanted to disappear.Or kill each other.Possibly both.Ashton glanced at Jax.Jax immediately looked back at him.And for one brief second, there was an entire argument happening between them without either one saying a fucking word.This was y
DamonAshton and Jax knew I was watching them.Of course they did.They weren’t even trying to hide it.From where I stood, I watched the two of them lead that little vixen—Well.Elena.—to the car as though she were something precious.Ashton opened the door for her. Jax hovered close behind, one hand briefly settling against her back as she climbed inside. Every movement between the three of them carried that irritating familiarity people developed when they had already started believing someone belonged beside them.Then Ashton walked around to the driver’s side.Jax got in.The engine came alive.And just before they pulled away, Ashton’s eyes lifted toward the rearview mirror.For the briefest second—They met mine.He knew exactly where I was standing.Exactly what I was watching.And the look in his eyes said everything his mouth didn’t need to.Fuck you.A slow smile touched my lips.How nostalgic.They had done almost the exact same thing years ago.Back then, they had fled
ElenaI stood on the rooftop, staring down at the borders.Guards patrolled in relentless formation, eyes sharp, movements precise. No lazy pauses. No fifteen-minute breaks. Every shift was replaced seamlessly by another team.Fuck.There was no escaping the borders anymore.I swept my gaze north,
ElenaI was here. In my room.Back in my dad's grand fortress—the one I'd tried to escape this morning.Night closed in, thick and suffocating, swallowing everything whole. And my defeat? It sat heavy on my chest, bitter and sharp.They'd brought me back home in a ride I'd spent fighting the entire
ElenaI ran.Bare feet slapped against the rough earth, every stride slicing my skin open a little more. The ground was cold, cruel, and unyielding. My lungs burned; my heart felt like it was about to rupture. My wolf wanted to shift back—she was done, exhausted—but I couldn't stop. Not now. Not wh
Elena I was trapped between two Alphas in the pool, their bodies pressed tight against mine, hands on me, their scents—dark cedar, sandalwood, and something uniquely male and powerful—filling the air until it was thick enough to taste. I could feel it—as if I could dart my tongue out and I’d ta





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