A chime echoes from within, its tone ancient and discordant. Maya waits, her heart pounding in her chest.The door creaks open, revealing a woman who seems as old as time itself. Her face is a roadmap of wrinkles, her eyes are dark and piercing, and her hair is a tangled mass of grey. She wears a long, flowing robe, adorned with strange symbols and beads."You are Maya," the woman says, her voice raspy. "A really loud woman said you would come."Maya nods, her throat tight. "Yes. Lily sent me. I… I need your help."The woman gestures for her to enter. Maya steps inside, crossing the threshold.The interior of the house is even more cluttered and chaotic than the exterior. Shelves overflow with books, jars, and strange artifacts. Incense burns in a corner, filling the air with a heavy, cloying scent."Come," the woman says, leading Maya through the maze of objects. "Tell me what you need.”Maya nods, swallowing hard. “I need you to do something for me. I need to break a bond—”“Ah,”
Maya tenses, waiting for the explosion of disbelief, the accusations of insanity but Lily’s voice holds no judgment.Feeling her heart pound she continues,“I thought you’d be more freaked out by the fact that were not exactly… human,” Maya says quietly.However, Lily's voice is steady and filled with warmth “You’re still you, Maya. And those little monsters are still my family. That’s all that matters.”Relief washes over Maya, so potent it almost makes her knees weak. If she hadn't been sitting she was sure she would have fallen. “Thank you, Lily,” she whispers, tears streaming down her face. “Thank you for… for not running away screaming.”Lily snorts. “Please. I’ve seen weirder things on the internet. Besides, you’re stuck with me now, babe. We’re in this together.”Then Lily’s voice drops into a teasing lilt. “So, as his bond mate, do you *feel* everything he’s feeling? Can’t stay away from him? Does he have you wrapped around his finger? Does he you know……”She makes exaggerated
Evening settles over the house like a slow, dark wave. The heavy silence in Maya’s room almost feels like a physical weight pressing against her chest. She sits on the edge of the bed, her fingers nervously tracing the smooth surface of the phone Emma slipped into her hand weeks ago, the one for Yuri.It had been in her bag.She wondered if Jackson noticed when he brought her unconscious body. Or maybe he did. Maybe he just didn’t care. The thought twists inside her like a cold knot.Her lips press together tightly, biting down on the inside of her cheek as she stares down at the device. The glow of its screen is faint, almost mocking in the dim light. She hasn’t called, hasn’t dared to use it. A tremor runs through her hands. She knows she needs to call. She has to. But the fear of what she’ll hear, what she’ll say, what might break between her and the one person who used to be her lifeline pins her in place.The silence stretches. Maya exhales sharply, bitter and shaky. ‘Man u
Morning light spills through the gaps in the heavy curtains, painting stripes across the bedroom floor. Maya stirs, a soft groan escaping her lips as she stretches, every muscle in her body protesting the lingering tension. She glances at the three small forms nestled beside her, their faces peaceful in sleep.She lingers there for a moment, just watching them, a wave of tenderness washing over her. Aiden, his dark hair tousled, his brow furrowed even in slumber. Eli, his small hand still clutching that worn stuffed dragon, his lips curved in a faint smile. And Rose, her red curls a riot of colour against the white pillowcase, her chest rising and falling with a gentle rhythm.They are her world, her everything. And she will do whatever it takes to protect them.But even as she makes that silent vow, a shadow of doubt creeps into her mind. Are they truly safe here? Has she made the right decision, staying with Jackson, binding herself and her children to his dangerous, unpredict
Maya tensing for the explosion of disbelief, the accusations of insanity, but Lily’s voice holds no judgment.Feeling her heart pound, she continues,“I thought you’d be more freaked out by the fact that we're not exactly… human,” Maya says quietly.However, Lily's voice is steady and filled with warmth “You’re still you, Maya. And those little monsters are still my family. That’s all that matters.”Relief washes over Maya, so potent it almost makes her knees weak. If she hadn't been sitting, she was sure she would have fallen. “Thank you, Lily,” she whispers, tears streaming down her face. “Thank you for… for not running away screaming.”Lily snorts. “Please. I’ve seen weirder things on the internet. Besides, you’re stuck with me now, babe. We’re in this together.”Then Lily’s voice drops into a teasing lilt. “So, as his bond mate, do you *feel* everything he’s feeling? Can’t stay away from him? Does he have you wrapped around his finger? Does he know……”She makes exaggerated kissing
(End of flashback)Back in the present, Jackson shakes off the memories, the ghosts of the past receding into the shadows. He clears his throat, the sound harsh in the silence of the room.“You should get some rest.”Maya nods silently, her eyes heavy. Jackson steps out, closing the door behind him. He takes a deep breath, exhaling from his nose. He feels so tired.His eyes can't help but linger on the door, the image of Maya’s face, pale and unconscious, the triplets' scars still burned into his mind. He still feels the guilt, the shame, the crushing weight of his responsibility.He did promise to atone. He did promise to protect them.He straightens his shoulders, steeling himself. He will not fail them.He turns and walks out of the room, leaving the ghosts behind.Upon returning to his office, Jackson settles into his chair, the leather cool beneath his touch. He needs to be prepared. He needs to anticipate Yuri’s next move. Especially as the man knows he has figured out his