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Jason

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Jason

Helios was still keeping himself hidden. He had withdrawn before, but never for this long. Fortunately, Erik and Hunter had not noticed. The last thing I wanted was to explain that Helios had shut himself away because he was struggling with the absence of a true mate. If they knew, they would only push me into attending another second-chance evening.

I had once made the mistake of going. The set-up resembled human speed dating: women seated at tables while men moved from one to the next. The difference was that we wolves spent those five minutes holding hands and staring into each other’s eyes, searching for a connection. Once past the age of thirty, the mate bond is no longer overwhelming, though faint traces of it can still be found. No one truly knows what those ‘hints’ are, as they manifest differently for everyone.

That evening had been the longest and most uncomfortable of my life.

I leafed through the schedule for the charity gala, ensuring every detail was accounted fo
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  • First and Second chances   Elizabeth

    Sam moved across the mat with full concentration. His small feet found their rhythm, his arms forming short, precise movements, each one followed by a deep breath. I sat on the bench along the wall, watching. I was so focused that I let out a small startled yelp when the door suddenly opened.“Well, well,” said Erik, looking at me with a grin before his gaze shifted to Sam, who was still practising his defensive technique with full concentration. “You’re not giving away all our secret strategies, are you?” Sam looked up but stayed in position. “Uncle Erik! Look! I’m showing Lizzy what I can do!” Erik strolled in with his usual easy manner, hands in his pockets, and came to sit beside me. “I thought so,” he said dryly. “Showing what you can’t do would be a lot harder.” He gave Sam a smug grin, and Sam stuck out his tongue at him. Erik chuckled softly. “Aha, a rebel. That’s promising.”Sam closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath before shifting into a new stance. His eyes

  • First and Second chances   Jason

    I wake abruptly. My body feels sore and stiff, as though every muscle has locked up while I slept. It takes a few seconds before I realise I’ve woken up in my armchair. No wonder everything aches in protest. With my free hand, I rub the sleep from my eyes. That’s when I feel the weight in my other hand — a phone, but it isn’t mine. My gaze drifts immediately to the bed. The sheets are rumpled, the pillows clearly slept on.I draw in a deep breath as I stand, and then I smell her. Her scent still lingers faintly in the room — light, subtle. Suddenly, the events of last night rush back into my memory. Helios surges forward with brute force. “Where is she?!” he growls, low and furious. I can feel his panic rippling through me. I push his energy back down. “Calm down!” I command. I sense him retreat slightly. “She can’t have gone far.”My eyes move to the bedside table. Her laptop is still there, untouched. Her bag lies next to the bed on the floor. “If she’d really left, she wouldn’t hav

  • First and Second chances   Elizabeth

    I wake slowly to the sunlight spilling across the room. My eyes feel heavy; I hadn’t really wanted to wake yet. I turn over, tug gently at the blanket — and then I feel it. The fabric beneath my hand is different, softer and smoother than usual. It feels like the kind of expensive material I always let my hand glide over in shops, just to catch a glimpse of a world I’ll never truly belong to.Carefully, I pull my hand back under the blanket, my eyes still closed. The scent around me isn’t right. I’d expected lavender — the soft, homely smell of my laundry detergent that always lingered in my room. Instead, something else fills the air: the scent of pine trees and a damp forest after rain, followed by a hint of leather mingled with cocoa. It isn’t the smell of my bedroom, and yet something about it feels strangely familiar.I breathe in again, this time more deeply. The scent calms me — oddly enough. Then the realisation hits me like a blow: I know this scent.My breath catches, my hea

  • First and Second chances   Jason

    Elizabeth weighs nothing in my arms — I feel only the heat of her fever and the trembling of her body as she rests her head against my chest. Hunter darts past me, key already in hand, the red light of the car flashing briefly in the night. Erik takes two steps forward and swings the back door open, his body half turned so that I can get in easily.The leather of the back seat is cold. I slide inside with her, keep my hand against her head, as if I want to shield her even from the sound of the engine. Erik gets in on the other side, Hunter turns the key — the soft growl of the engine fills the silence. But we do not drive.“Where to?” asks Hunter, his gaze flicking briefly to the rear-view mirror. “The hospital?” suggests Erik, his eyebrows furrowed. Hunter shakes his head. “No. The last thing she needs now is strangers touching her.” “Her house then?” tries Erik.Helios growls deep within me, a sound that travels more through my ribs than my throat. I know why. Mike. His scent, his

  • First and Second chances   Elizabeth

    It was as if the days had crept by in silence. A week had passed since Cassy and Ethan had discovered who I truly worked for. We were supposed to continue the conversation the next day, but Ethan had called that morning. They wanted to take some distance — let everything sink in — and didn’t know whether they still wished to continue their help with the gala. An entire week without a single message from Cassy. I had never thought that possible.Mike had been conspicuously present those days, almost too present. As if the silence between us had never existed. The hours with him felt calmer, even predictable. And yet something pulled at me — a vague unease that settled in my chest whenever I stood still for too long. He had tried to find the woman from whom he had bought my bracelet, but without success. Perhaps that wasn’t strange: his duties at the Council seemed to expand by the day. I was already grateful that, despite everything, he still made time to be with me. Yet it felt differ

  • First and Second chances   Jason

    The smell of coffee hung heavy in the room, mingled with the metal of rain that crept in through the open window. The morning light was still pale; it cut in stripes across my desk, over stacks of files I wasn’t supposed to go through. Helios was silent in my mind, but I felt his restlessness. Too awake for this hour. I tried to work, but the night still lingered in my head — that persistent feeling that something was wrong, that slumbering awareness of threat, of a dark danger lying in wait. Helios had sensed it before I did, that sharp edge of peril he rarely missed. And before I knew it, he had taken control. Not because I allowed it, but because he couldn’t help himself.A shadow in the rain, a tremor in the air — that kind of unease that has no name but does have direction. I felt his urge to protect, his focus on that one trail in the night. He had to be sure she was safe. We had left her in the pub; the idea was that she could stay and talk with her friends a little longer. How

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