ログインYELENAI dropped into my chair the moment I stepped into my office, the door closing behind me with a dull thud.My whole body ached.The smell of antiseptic still clung to my skin, sharp and cold, mixing with the faint metallic scent of blood that never truly left a hospital, no matter how clean it looked. My fingers twitched slightly as I rested them on the armrest, like they still remembered every cut, every stitch, every second of the surgery.It had been a long one but it worked.I let out a slow breath, tilting my head back against the chair. The ceiling stared back at me, blank and silent, like it didn’t care how close things had been.Selene had been there the whole time watching, waiting, and looking for one mistake. Just one.Her eyes had followed every move I made, sharp like a blade, like she was ready to tear me down the second I slipped. But I didn’t. I couldn’t. Not with the patient’s life hanging by a thin thread.And somehow… I didn’t.I closed my eyes for a second
NYRA Selene was waiting for a mistake, even if it was just one, but she wouldn’t get it, not today.I turned back.Jackson’s face was set in concentration, his jaw tight, his eyes sharp.He loved this. You could see it.Feel it, just like Lena and together… They looked perfect.It hit me again. The truth. The thing I kept pushing aside. They were mates, though not together, not even close, but still… They fit.Like fate didn’t make a mistake.It knew exactly what it was doing.Maybe…Maybe this was what they were meant to be.My chest tightened slightly but I pushed it away. Now wasn’t the time.Lena’s forehead was covered in sweat. Same with Jackson and I stood there, fighting the urge to wipe it away for both of them.Two people I cared about.Two people I would do anything for.“Nyra.” Lena’s voice came low. I leaned closer. “You’re sick in love.”My eyes widened behind my mask.“I wasn’t looking at him, was I?”She didn’t even hesitate. “Yes, you were.” Then she added, softer, te
NYRAAll the energy I had when I followed Lena here started dying the moment we got close to the ward.Just like that.It was gone.It was like walking into a place where something was already waiting for you… something you couldn’t see yet, but you could feel it crawling under your skin.And Selene, standing at the door, didn’t make it better. Not at all.I folded my arms, staring at her as she blocked the entrance like she owned the whole hospital.What was wrong with her?Why did she hate us this much?If it was jealousy, then why not just find her own people? Or work harder? Or do anything useful with her life instead of making ours miserable?I sighed softly, shifting my weight.“Look at the time,” Selene said, her voice dripping with mockery. “You’re just coming in now. Dr. Jackson has been here for a while, and you’re strolling in, laughing as if nothing matters.”I opened my mouth to reply but Lena beat me to it. “We’re not late, Selene,” she said calmly. “So step aside and st
YELENAIt had been two weeks.Two weeks of waking up alone.Two weeks of going to work, coming back, and sitting in a house that felt too quiet for someone like me.Nyra came around sometimes.But it was not like before. It was not like those nights when we would both fall asleep in the same room, talking about nothing until our eyes gave up on us.Now, she came… and left. Always left.I didn’t complain. I couldn't because I knew where she was going to and even if she didn’t say it, I could see it.The way she smiled more now. The way her eyes shone when she talked about work, even when work was stressful. The way she hummed sometimes without knowing.She was happy.And for a moment… I was happy for her too.She deserved it.She deserved someone who would choose her. Someone who would stay. Someone who would fight for her.And Jackson was trying, that alone meant something.‘And you?’ Lena’s voice slipped into my head again, uninvited as always.I didn’t look up from the files in fron
YELENAI ended up sleeping at the pack house again.By the time everything had settled, the night had already swallowed the sky whole. No one would let me leave, not even when I insisted. They kept saying I needed rest, that I had done enough, that I looked like I would fall over if I took one more step.Maybe they were right.Still, I had to send Nyra a message. She was waiting for me at my parents’ house, probably pacing like a restless wolf. I told her I would leave in the morning. I told her I stayed because I needed to make sure Marie was truly fine.That was the truth… or at least part of it.Morning came too quickly.The pack house felt different at dawn. Quiet, but not empty. You could feel life in the walls, in the soft footsteps, in the low voices carried through the halls. Wolves were waking up. Guards were changing shifts. Someone laughing faintly in the distance and her.... Marie was already awake.“Morning,” she muttered when she saw me. Her voice was soft, a little uns
YELENA“She dared not.”Tristan’s voice came out low, and cold, ignoring her fake wound.And before I could even react, his grip on my arm tightened and he pulled me back, moving me behind him in one swift motion. My back almost hit his chest as he stepped forward, placing himself fully between Livia and me.“I was pulling you back,” he continued, his voice steady, and dangerous, “so I could deal with her.”Something in me stilled.Then slowly… a smile crept up my lips. I crossed my arms over my chest, watching.Livia’s face changed instantly. The confidence she had a moment ago cracked. Her lips parted, her eyes flickered between us, and for the first time since she started talking, she looked unsure.Good.Very good.‘Now, your mate is my man forever,’ I mind-linked her, even though the words sounded ridiculous even in my own head.Still… I said it.Her eyes snapped to mine. She frowned. Tristan didn’t even glance back at me.“How many times do I have to tell you,” he said, his voic
MARIEAll my efforts were useless. Every single thing I did for my brother ended up in the trash. I thought bringing Livia back would fix him, bring him out of that cold shell he had locked himself in. I wanted the brother I grew up with… the one who used to laugh, joke, annoy me, protect me. Not
YELENANight had fallen, thick and heavy, like a velvet curtain pressing down on the city. I had promised Lena... finally, she could run. Finally, she could stretch, feel the wind in her fur, and taste the freedom she wanted.I had a night shift ahead at the hospital, but first, I had to honor that
JACKSONI didn’t know if she had met that fool or not. The stupid tracker I thought I’d use to monitor her wasn’t working for days. I couldn’t watch her, I couldn’t follow her, I couldn’t even sense her movements the way I wanted. All I had were the moments I saw her at work. And she kept avoiding
MARIEI saw her.Her. And that man she dragged everywhere like some trophy she used to make my brother lose his mind. Yelena was always acting innocent while carrying her own problem around like a handbag. I hated her for that, but at the same time… I didn’t want her to leave that man either. They







