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Lilly’s PoV I still smile when I climb the marble steps, fingertips ghosting over my swollen lips. Hendrick’s kiss has me floating—hot, ashamed, and electric all at once. For a delirious second,, I consider going back to the hall, letting the music swallow this night whole, but my reflection in a
Hendrick’s PoV The moment she stepped inside the grand hall, the air left my lungs. Lilly. Every man’s gaze shifted to her, and every murmur lingered on her beauty. Her gown hugged her curves, her golden hair spilling like molten sunlight over her shoulders. She was breathtaking, and my wolf h
Lilly’s PoV Bella had brought an entire entourage of makeup artists and fashion designers to help us prepare for the ball. I felt incredibly nervous. Before, it was just me, and I didn’t have to worry about anyone's expectations. But now, with my brothers and sister around, as well as Hendrick and
Chad’s POV The White Claw Pack smelled like rain, old leather, and memory. Every breeze through the pines carried a sliver of the past—laughter in the courtyard, the sharp sting of battle, whispers at graves. Bella drew a slow, reverent breath beside me; her fingers found mine without looking. I l
Lilly’s PoV Brent was seething, his fury radiating like heat. I wanted to step forward, to calm him, but Hendrick’s towering frame remained planted firmly in front of me, shielding me. My hand trembled as I reached around him, desperate to stop the clash. “Brent, it’s fine. He didn’t force me t
Hendrick’s PoV At first, it wasn’t my intention to listen. But Lycan hearing doesn’t ask permission—it simply sharpens every sound, pulls every word, whether you want it. I caught fragments of Lilly’s voice, trembling, raw. Jason. Friends. Melanie is killing them. The shame in her tone carved into