LOGINYELENA “At least give me a kiss,” he said softly.I looked away. “I’m not your wife.”He sighed, sitting up properly now. “You want me to read the letter, right? If I read it, you’ll stop being angry?”I didn’t answer.“Fine,” he muttered and finally opened it.Silence filled the room, heavy and slow.I found myself watching him without meaning to. At first, nothing changed. Then his body stiffened. His jaw tightened. His eyes… shifted.The blue darkened, flickering into gold. His wolf was rising.Anger rolled off him in waves, thick and hot. I could feel it against my skin. Without thinking, I reached out and touched his arm.His skin burned.I pulled back immediately, my heart jumping. “Tristan…”My voice came out softer than I meant.He blinked, his eyes slowly returning to normal. But the tension stayed. The anger didn’t leave.“How are you sure it’s Livia?” he asked, lifting the letter slightly.I stared at him.“Because it’s her,” I said firmly. “She’s the only one who’s been t
YELENAHe looked at the letter like he was only seeing it for the first time, his brows pulling together in confusion.“Ma’am, I-I don’t know how it got here. I was at my post all day.”“Exactly,” I snapped, my voice rising before I could stop it. “If anyone should know how this got here, it should be you. But it looks like you’re not focused on your work anymore.”Because it didn’t make sense, not at all. How could something like this slip in when he was right there?Did she jump inside?My eyes flicked toward the high walls, then back at the gate.No… Livia didn’t look like someone who would climb walls.‘You don’t know her,’ Lena’s voice slid into my head, calm but sharp. ‘She could have jumped. Or… she sent someone.’I went still.That… made more sense.‘Yes,’ I agreed silently, my jaw tightening. ‘She sent someone.’I looked back at the guard. He was still staring at the ground like the answer would magically appear there.“Well,” I said, colder now, and steadier, “don’t let thi
YELENAAfter I told her everything, Nyra just stared at me, her brows lifted slowly, her lips parting a little. “Really? That happened?”“Yes,” I said simply because there was nothing more to say.She held my gaze for a second longer, like she was trying to read my face, trying to see if I was hiding something. Then she leaned back. Her face changed.She looked… almost pleased.“Well,” she said, brushing it off with a small shrug, “he deserved it. What he felt is nothing compared to what you went through.”My chest tightened.“Nyra...”“Yes, don’t ‘Nyra’ me,” she cut in quickly, sitting up straighter. “He truly deserved it. And trust me, he hasn’t even seen real pain yet.”Her tone was sharp and firm.I looked at her, really looked at her, and for a second, I saw it. She was protecting me in her own way.Still…“Okay, that’s enough,” I said, my voice quieter now. “I need to take my medication.”I expected her to stand up, to go and bring it but she didn’t.Of course, she didn’t.Nyra
YELENAI couldn’t believe my eyes.I couldn’t believe what I just saw.Everything felt too fast, too heavy… like my chest couldn’t hold it all.I stood there, frozen, watching my dad hit him, watching Tristan stand there… and take it without fighting back, without stopping him... He just told him.My dad’s face was twisted with anger, his wolf too close to the surface, his eyes dark, burning with something I knew too well... pain.He never forgave Tristan, not after what happened to me. Even when I told him to let it go… even when I begged him to stop… he never listened.He wanted Tristan to feel it, every bit of it... The pain, the anger, and the helplessness.Everything I went through and maybe… I was just like him because a part of me never truly let it go either.“It’s all his fault!” he had said, over and over again. He didn’t care that Tristan was an Alpha.He didn’t care that he had been trying… in his own way… to fix what could never be undone.He just wanted him to hurt and T
TRISTANI moved...My body reacted before my mind could stop it, my wolf rising fast, pushing me forwardBut something held me back, a hand was tight on my trousers.I froze.I didn’t even need to look.I already knew, it was Yelena.The grip wasn’t strong, not compared to me, but it was enough. Enough to stop me. Enough to pull me back from whatever I was about to do.The tension in the room snapped. Tyler saw it. His parents saw it too. Fear flickered across their faces, and without wasting a second, they turned and walked out, the door closing behind them quickly like they were escaping something dangerous.Good.They should.I turned slowly.Yelena still held onto me. Her fingers curled into the fabric like she didn’t trust me not to move again.“Why did you stop me?” My voice came out low, controlled,d and bare.“Because I don’t want you to hurt him more than he already is,” she said simply and calmly, but I didn’t believe her, not even for a second.My eyes stayed on her, search
TRISTANI ignored Jackson.I didn’t even look at him.If he wanted a reaction from me, he wasn’t going to get it.Yelena tried to sit up, slow and stubborn like always, like her body didn’t just go through hell.I moved before she could, pressing my hand to her shoulder and easing her back down.“Let me...” Her brows pulled together, and she slapped my hand away as if I’d offended her. “I want to see him.”Of course she did.My jaw tightened, but I stood up anyway, forcing my voice to stay calm. “You’ll see him. You don’t have to go out.”Jackson stepped in like he had a right to. “Yes, Lena… we’ll let them come in one by one.” She relaxed at that, her eyes going straight to the door, waiting... Waiting for him.Something ugly rose in my chest.I didn’t want her to see him.I didn’t want him anywhere near her. I didn’t want his eyes on her… not now, not ever.Jackson turned to me then, as if I were the problem. “You’ll have to step out so they can come in.”I frowned at him.Since whe
JACKSONI really thought it would be easy.I thought she was different. I thought Nyra wouldn’t look at me the way Lena did in the end like I was something broken, something cursed, something better avoided. I thought, for once, the moon would get tired of laughing at me.I was wrong.So damn wrong
TRISTANShit.That was the first word that slammed into my head when her message burned on my screen. I stared at it like it had betrayed me. Like it had lied. How could I be stupid enough to think she was ready to forgive me? How could I believe she reached out for something good, for something I
YELENA I shouldn’t have called him.The thought slammed into my head the second the screen went dark. The second her face replaced his. The second I realized my hands were shaking and my heart was doing something stupid and painful inside my chest.Why would I listen to that foolish instinct? That
YELENANyra called in sick.Just like that.There was no drama, no long voice note, no teasing laugh in my ear. Just a short text that said she wasn’t feeling well and needed a few days off. I stared at my phone longer than necessary, waiting for the next message. The one where she’d complain abou







