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CONNOR'S POVA feeling I don't want to admit.Because past the rage, past the humiliation, and past the need for revenge...There's still that possessive pull.That part of me that remembers Lila in my bed. Lila making me breakfast. Lila looking at me like I was her whole world.Mine.She was mine first.And seeing her with Wade, seeing her look at him with those same eyes, feeling her slip further and further away...It's driving me fucking insane.I want to destroy her.But I also want her back.Want her on her knees, begging for forgiveness, begging to come back to me.The contradiction sits heavy in my gut, and I shove it down, focusing on the anger instead.The anger is easier.Simpler."It has to be perfect though," I state, forcing my voice to stay level. "No loose ends. Because if Wade suspects we're involved in this, he'll come for us."Amber frowns, considering."What if we made Lila look really bad in front of Wade?" she offers carefully. "If Wade thinks she isn't who he be
CONNOR'S POVI slam the front door so hard the frame rattles, and the sound thunders through the apartment like a gunshot.Fuck everything.Fuck this entire damn day.Amber's on the couch, her phone glowing in her hands, and she jumps at the noise. Her face lights up when she sees me, that eager smile spreading over her lips as she sets the phone aside."Baby! You're home!" She bounces up, practically skipping toward me. "I've been waiting for you. How did everything go with your dad and…"I don't respond.Can't respond.The rage sitting in my chest is so thick I can barely breathe around it, and if I open my mouth right now, I'm going to say something I might regret.Or maybe I won't regret it.Maybe I'll mean every fucking word.I brush past Amber without looking at her, my eyes scanning the living room, and I spot it.A glass sitting on the side table.Empty.Useless.Just like everything else in my life right now.I grab it, my fingers closing around the cool surface, and for a se
WADE'S POVMy entire body tenses."Stay away from her, Trent," I bite out, the words coming out like a warning before I can think better of it.Trent's eyebrow arches, interest sparking in his eyes."Interesting," he murmurs, leaning forward slightly. "Very interesting.""There's nothing interesting about it.""Oh, there's definitely something interesting about it." His grin turns wicked. "Wade Cross, getting all territorial over a woman? I haven't seen you act like that in... what? Years?"My jaw sets like I’m holding something back.Fuck.I shouldn't have reacted.I shouldn't have let him see that Lila gets under my skin.But it's too late now.Trent's watching me with that keen, assessing gaze that misses nothing, and I can practically see the wheels turning in his head."Who is she?" he presses, his tone lighter now, teasing. "New girlfriend? Flavor of the month? Someone you're keeping on the side?""None of your business.""Come on, Wade." Trent leans back, crossing his arms behi
WADE'S POVThe second Lila disappears up the stairs, I let my mask drop instantly.My expression hardens, cold enough to freeze hell over, and I turn the full weight of my attention on my younger brother.Trent's still standing there with that infuriating smirk on his face, hands casually tucked into his pockets like he doesn't have a care in the world.Like he didn't just show up unannounced at my house and immediately start eye-fucking my mate.Fake mate, I correct myself.But Trent doesn't know that.And he sure as hell doesn't need to know that."What do you want this time?" I say, my voice flat and cold.Trent's smirk widens. "Hello to you too, big brother. Missed you too.""Cut the shit, Trent." I cross my arms, my teeth tightening. "You never show up unless you need something. So what is it? Money? A favor? Someone you pissed off and need me to clean up after?"It's not the first time. Won't be the last.Trent has a habit of getting himself into situations that require my inter
LILA'S POVHe's attractive.Really attractive.Tall, even sitting down, almost as tall as Wade, with a build that's muscular but leaner. His brown hair is slightly tousled in that effortlessly charming way, and his eyes... fuck, his eyes are piercing as they land on me.He smirks.Slowly.Intentionally."Well, well," he drawls, his voice smooth and teasing. "What do we have here?"My entire body tenses under his stare, and I feel my cheeks heat up slightly.Who the hell is this guy?And why is he looking at me like I'm something he wants to devour?I force myself to meet his gaze, refusing to look away even though every instinct I have is telling me I should.Wade steps forward, his expression hardens instantly, his entire body language changing from tired to territorial in the span of a heartbeat. "What are you doing here, Trent?"Trent.So that's his name."Hello to you too, big brother," Trent replies, his smirk widening as he shoots a look at Wade. "Nice to see you're as warm and
LILA'S POVI'm sitting in the backseat with Wade, his driver navigating through the evening traffic, and I keep stealing glances at him from the corner of my eye.Normally, I’d be hyperaware of him, of the way he takes up space, his scent, the heat radiating off his bodyBut tonight, something's off.Unsettling, even.Wade's staring out the window, his jaw set, his expression... sad?No, that can't be right.I've never seen Wade look sad before. Angry? Yes. Annoyed? Constantly. Smug as hell? Absolutely.But sad?That's new.And it's throwing me off completely.He doesn't have that usual impenetrable Alpha demeanor he wears like armor.His face is slightly drawn, like he's carrying something heavy, his shoulders are tense, and there's this distant look in his eyes as he stares out the window that makes my chest tighten uncomfortably.It's subtle. Most people probably wouldn't notice.But I notice.And it's bothering me more than it should.What the hell happened?My mind instantly goes







