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I’ve seen my uncle angry. I’ve seen him ruthless, strategic and untouchable. However, I have never seen him shaken. Until tonight. The celebration roars behind us, I should be out there with them. Instead, I’m following Kane into the darker edge of the clearing , away from listening ears. He doesn’t look at me when I stop in front of him. “Explain,” I say. “You walked away from my coronation. You nearly caused a scene.” Silence.The howls of the wind filling the empty space between us. “You’ve never lost control,” I continue. “Not once. So tell me why you did tonight.” His jaw flexes. “Lower your tone.” A sharp breath leaves me. “I’m Alpha.” His eyes snap to mine. “You’re Alpha because I allowed you to become one.” For a second, I’m sixteen again, standing in front of the only authority I’ve ever known. I hold his stare. “Whatever this is, it ends before it affects my pack.” “It already has.” I step closer. “Then say it.” The moon hangs high above us. The light cuts across his face, exposing emotions I’ve never seen there before. “Shawn,” I say. “You were watching him,” I continue. “You moved towards him during my vows.” “You weren’t meant to notice.” The air thickens. “Kane.” He inhales slowly. “The Moon Goddess revealed my mate.” I stare at him. “What?” “It happened when the moon reached its peak.” His voice is tight. “During your vow.” Disbelief hits hard. “No. That’s not possible.” “It is.” “Who?” I already know. I just need to hear it. His jaw tightens. “Shawn.” The name detonates between us. “He’s human,” I say immediately. “I’m aware.” “That’s not how bonds work.” “Don’t lecture me on bonds.” “He’s my best friend.” “I know exactly who he is.” “Then you know this can’t happen.” “It already has.” I step back, running a hand through my hair. “You avoided mating your entire life. You rejected alliances. You refused every suitable match. And now—now—it’s him?” “You think I chose this?” He steps closer. “I felt the bond lock into place,” he says. “I felt my wolf recognize him. There was no confusion. No doubt.” “He didn’t react.” “He’s human.” “That doesn’t change the fact that this is a disaster.” “For who?” “For him.” My voice sharpens. “He didn’t ask for this. He doesn’t even know what he’d be stepping into.” “I would never harm him.” “I’m not worried about harm. I’m worried about the pack.” “You think I’d put this pack at risk?” he asks quietly. The music plays behind us, unaware of the crack that had formed in our world. “You can’t claim him,” I say firmly. “I haven’t.” “But you want to.” "I'm not sure of that. " The honesty is brutal. “You’re my uncle.” “And you’re my Alpha.” “Then hear me as Alpha.” I continued. “If this bond is real, we handle it quietly. You do nothing. You say nothing. You don’t corner him. You don’t pressure him. And you do not let the pack see even a hint of it.” “My wolf won’t be patient forever.” “Then you control it.” His eyes flash. “You think I don’t know how?” “Tonight proved otherwise.” He looks towards the clearing. Towards Shawn. Even from here, I can see him near the fire, laughing, unaware of the weight now circling his life. “He doesn’t know,” I say. “No.” “And you plan to tell him?” “Yes.” My stomach drops. “When?” “When I can say it without losing control.” “You realize,” I say slowly, “if this goes wrong, it fractures everything.” “I know.” “And if he rejects you?” I could see the hesitation on his face.The thoughts most probably swamping in his mind. “Then I live with it.” “But he is mine,” Kane says quietly. “Whether he understands it yet or not.” “My best friend,” I say. “My mate,” he replies. The words clash between us. From the clearing, Shawn’s laughter carries across the night. I look back at my uncle. “If you hurt him,” I say evenly, “I won’t care that you’re blood.” A faint, humourless smile touches his mouth. “If I hurt him, I won’t deserve to lead beside you.” Then, his gaze shifts over my shoulder. I turn. Shawn is walking toward us. And he has no idea he’s about to step between an Alpha and a wolf who has just found his mate.SHAWN I make it halfway down the gravel path before I realize I’m shaking from frustration. I stop near the edge of the training field, hands on my hips, staring out at the treeline. Wolves move in the distance, running drills under the morning sun. Unlike the chaos inside that house. Footsteps crunch behind me. “If you’re here to confiscate my coffee for safety reasons, I already finished it.” “Kane,” I say flatly. He stops a few feet behind me. Not touching. “I’m not here to confiscate anything,” he says. “Good. I was worried hydration would become a territory violation.” “You’re angry.” He added. “Brilliant observation. " “You don’t get to manage me,” I say. “You don’t get to dictate where I walk or what I eat or how I breathe.” “I know.” “Do you?” “Yes.” The immediate agreement throws me off. I narrow my eyes. “Then why are you doing it?” His gaze holds mine. “Because I’m trying not to do something worse.” “Worse how?” A muscle jumps in
KANE I wake before dawn. The bond hums low in my chest quieter than last night, but still present. He’s still inside the territory. I dress quickly and head towards the main house. I step inside. And I smell him immediately. Shawn is at the long wooden table, leaning back in his chair casually . He's oblivious of how his presence physically hurts me from restraint. Mike sits across from him, mid-conversation. Shawn laughs at something. The sound lands straight in my chest. My wolf stirs. Mine. I push it down. Shawn looks up first when I enter. “Morning,” he says easily. Mike glances between us. “Morning,” I reply. --- “You’re not finishing that,” I say before I can stop myself. Both of them look at me. Shawn glances at his plate. “Finishing what?” “Your eggs.” Mike’s mouth twitches. Shawn blinks. “I… wasn’t that hungry.” “You need to eat.” Mike lowers his coffee slowly. Shawn stares at me. “I’m twenty-three. Not five.” “That doesn’
SHAWN “You two look intense,” I say lightly. “Should I come back with popcorn?” Neither of them laughs. I glance between them. “Did I interrupt something?” “No,” Mike answers quickly. “Yes,” Kane says at the same time. I blink. “Okay.” Mike exhales through his nose. “We were just discussing pack matters.” “Ah.” I nod slowly. “The kind that requires staring at me like I’m part of the agenda?” Kane’s jaw tightens. Mike’s eyes flick to him in warning. I cross my arms. “Seriously. What is going on tonight?” I look at Mike first. “Your uncle has been acting… weird.” Kane’s gaze sharpens. “Define weird.” “Oh, I don’t know,” I reply, turning to him. “The intense staring. The territorial hovering. The random ‘stay inside the boundary’ order like I’m about to wander into a horror movie.” Mike coughs lightly. “I gave you a safety directive,” he says evenly. “You gave me a command,” I correct. “I’m not in your pack.” His eyes darken slightly at that. “I am res
MIKE I’ve seen my uncle angry. I’ve seen him ruthless, strategic and untouchable. However, I have never seen him shaken. Until tonight. The celebration roars behind us, I should be out there with them. Instead, I’m following Kane into the darker edge of the clearing , away from listening ears. He doesn’t look at me when I stop in front of him. “Explain,” I say. “You walked away from my coronation. You nearly caused a scene.” Silence.The howls of the wind filling the empty space between us. “You’ve never lost control,” I continue. “Not once. So tell me why you did tonight.” His jaw flexes. “Lower your tone.” A sharp breath leaves me. “I’m Alpha.” His eyes snap to mine. “You’re Alpha because I allowed you to become one.” For a second, I’m sixteen again, standing in front of the only authority I’ve ever known. I hold his stare. “Whatever this is, it ends before it affects my pack.” “It already has.” I step closer. “Then say it.” The moon hangs high abov
SHAWN I didn’t know what I expected. A normal coronation? A quiet night under the full moon? Honestly, I thought I’d just be standing there, cheering for Mike, my best friend, as he became Alpha of the Brim Pack. I’ve known wolves, packs and mates my whole life through him—heard the stories, the rituals, the warnings. The night air was cold. Fires crackled around the clearing, casting dancing shadows on the faces. The scent of the forest mixed with smoke,dried herbs and tobacco. Kane Rivers. Legendary bachelor, custodian of the Brim Pack, tall, broad, dangerous in every sense of the word. I’d met him before, sure. Exchanged nods, brief conversations. I knew who he was. I knew the stories. But seeing him tonight… seeing him in the firelight, eyes sharp, posture rigid, all control and intense — my chest started pounding for no reason I could explain. And then, somehow, our eyes met. I smiled at him, just a small, nervous thing, because that’s what you do when you meet
KANEThe moon climbed high,flooding the clearing with silver light. Every wolf in the Brim Pack stood attentive, a ripple of anticipation running through the crowd. My nephew, Mike, was at the center, ready to take his Alpha vows. Tonight was supposed to be about him, his strength, his future. I had rehearsed this moment a thousand times. I had been custodian for years, keeping the pack stable, keeping everything in its place. I was Kane Rivers, the legendary bachelor, the man who ruled with precision, who carried every responsibility without complaint.At first, I didn’t notice him. The ritual drew my attention: Mike’s posture, the priests’ chants, the rising tension of the pack, the fire snapping against the night. My wolf twitched beneath my skin.Then, through the corner of my vision, I caught movement. Just a human boy, leaning against the edge of the clearing, too casual.Shawn Miles.My nephew’s human best friend.The priest called for the vows, his voice strong, steady. Mike l







