로그인SELENENight settled over the Concave Moon Pack like a held breath.I lay awake between my children, listening to the rhythm of their sleep, memorizing it the way mothers do when they sense something fragile approaching. The room was dark except for moonlight spilling through the curtains, painting silver lines across the floor.Dawn felt too far away.I had agreed to stay until morning, but every instinct screamed that I had made a mistake.A soft knock came at the door.Once.Then again.My body went rigid.Anna stirred from the chair beside the bed. She met my eyes, already alert. I carefully slipped out, motioning for her to stay with the children.When I opened the door, Jax stood there alone.No guards.No Alpha posture.Just a man who looked like he hadn’t slept in days.“I won’t come in,” he said quietly. “I just need to talk.”I hesitated, then stepped into the hallway, pulling the door closed behind me.“What is it?” I asked.He leaned against the opposite wall, hands loose
TAMARATamara hated waiting.She hated uncertainty even more.From the shadowed balcony above the eastern courtyard, she watched Selene walk away with the children, her posture protective, her head high. The sight made something ugly coil in Tamara’s chest.Five years ago, Selene had left broken.She had been meant to stay broken.And yet here she was, alive, admired, holding the attention of an Alpha who should have been Tamara’s destiny.Her fingers curled around the stone railing.Children changed everything.Children shifted power.And Tamara had never been foolish enough to ignore opportunity.She turned as a familiar presence approached.“You’re far from the summit halls,” Jeff said calmly.Tamara smiled before she faced him. “And you’re far from the rogue edges you pretend not to miss.”Jeff’s blue eyes were sharp, assessing. “What do you want?”“I want to talk,” she replied. “About Selene.”That did it.His jaw tightened. “You don’t get to say her name like we’re allies.”Tama
SELENETamara didn’t move from the doorway.Neither did I.The kitchen suddenly felt too small, the air too thin, like the walls were listening. Anna’s hand hovered over the counter, her knuckles white. I could feel her fear bleeding into mine.Tamara’s smile widened slowly, deliberately.“What threat?” she repeated, tilting her head. “You sounded so certain.”I forced my shoulders back. “You have a habit of eavesdropping.”Her eyes flicked to Anna. “And you have a habit of hiding things.”The silence that followed was sharp enough to cut.Anna straightened. “Breakfast will be ready shortly. If you’ll excuse us”Tamara lifted a hand, stopping her. “I wasn’t speaking to you.”Her gaze slid back to me. Calculating. Cold.“Five years,” she said lightly. “You vanish without a word. And now you return with secrets spilling out of your mouth before the sun is even high.”“I don’t owe you explanations,” I replied.She laughed softly. “Oh, Selene. You never change. Always pretending you’re st
SELENE Morning crept in long before I was ready for it. I hadn’t slept. Not really. Every creak in the hall, every shifting shadow under the door made my heart slam against my ribs like it was trying to escape. The kids were still asleep, curled together in the small bed like moonlit cubs. Peaceful. Trusting. Oblivious. I envied them. I slipped out of the room before dawn, needing space. Needing air. The corridors of the Alpha wing were quiet, the stone walls cold beneath my fingertips as I walked. Five years ago, I left this place in tears. Now I walked it like a ghost. I reached the back balcony overlooking the training grounds, hugging myself against the morning chill. The pack was already awake, warriors training, the clang of metal and grunts echoing across the courtyard. Then I heard footsteps. Slow. Heavy. Purposeful. Jax. I didn’t turn as he approached, but the air shifted, it always did when he was near. His presence pressed against me like the weight of a st
SELENEI stared into Tamara's eyes, and for a terrifying heartbeat, I forgot how to breathe. Her lips curved into what could've passed for a polite smile, if not for the sharp, assessing gleam in her gaze. It was the kind of smile predators gave when they recognized another predator… or prey."I had a sister named Selene," she said slowly, stepping around the vehicle with a grace that was too controlled to be casual. Each footfall was deliberate, the way a wolf circles something it isn't quite ready to pounce on. "You look… familiar."A cold prickle crawled up my spine."Do I?" I murmured, tugging Jaycen closer and lowering my chin, not enough to show fear but enough to shield him.Jax stood behind her, confusion wrinkling his forehead."Is there a problem?" he asked, glancing between us.Tamara didn’t look away from me. Didn’t even blink."Not at all."Anna shifted beside me, tension radiating off her like heat. Her smile was bright, overly sweet, the kind you give when you’re hiding
SELENEFive years later…"Jeff, please talk to me." My voice cracked. I stood in the doorway of the bedroom, watching the man who once saved my life waste away in the shadows."I said I'm fine, Selene." He didn't look at me. He rarely did anymore.I swallowed my emotions and left him in the dim room, retreating to the living room where tears welled up again. Every day was a war of silence and pain.It had been five long years since the fire. Five years since Jeff went back into a burning building to retrieve the only possession I had left from my family, a charm bracelet. He saved it. But he didn't come out the same.Jeff was severely burned. His once-beautiful face and chiseled body were scarred. His spirit is even more so. He avoided mirrors. Avoided people. He hid in his room, only emerging in the dead of night.He pushed us all away, even me. Especially me."Mum! Mum!" The sweet voices of my children broke through the ache.Triplets. Two boys, one girl. All four years old, beautif







