MasukRORYI retreated to the master bathroom, standing under the scalding water until the deep, freezing ache in my bones finally thawed into something manageable.I emerged a while later, dressed from the wardrobe Evren provided—a black leather skirt falling mid-thigh, a crisp white blouse, a cream blazer, and knee-high leather boots.I pulled my dark hair into a sleek, severe ponytail, sat on the edge of the mattress, and scrolled through my contacts.The line rang several times before a groggy voice finally picked up."Rory?" Miles sounded like a man dragged violently out of a coma."Try waking up before the sun, Miles. It builds character." I checked my nails, completely devoid of sympathy. "I pay you to panic on my behalf at all hours."A long silence followed, accompanied by a muffled grumble from shifting sheets."Good morning to you too." His voice cleared a fraction. "Yes, I'm fine. But Rory, I only got to sleep two hours ago.""Tragic. Drink some coffee.""I handled all your exec
RORYThe first thing I felt was pain.It wasn't the sharp kind accompanying a fresh injury.It was a deep, bone-level ache seeming to live in every fiber of my being.I pried my eyes open, the effort feeling exactly like swimming through thick mud.A soft sigh slipped past my lips, barely stirring the morning air.Every fractured rib protested when I tried to shift—the brutal chemical withdrawal drumming through my nervous system since my pills vanished.Wonderful. Another day of my body violently fighting itself.The accelerated healing that should be my greatest strength could only do so much when the feral wolf inside me clawed relentlessly at the walls I spent years building.The weakness in my limbs made standing seem like a terrible joke. Pale gray light leaked through the heavy velvet curtains, meaning it was early enough to spare myself another hour of misery.I started to roll on my side, hoping to ease the crushing pressure on my chest. Then my breath snagged in my throat.E
RORYI kept my smile firmly in place, seamlessly turning the conversation toward baby names.Livia took the bait with the eagerness of a woman who had already spent weeks dreaming about it.Within minutes, the table entirely forgot the men's empty chairs.I was exceptionally good at this. I had years of practice smiling while my wolf clawed at the inside of my chest.Then Leslie set down her crystal glass."I hope I'm not being too forward." She smiled with such radiant warmth it almost hurt to look at. "But if you could give us a grandchild sooner rather than later, it would bring us such joy."Ice raced through my veins yet I kept my face neutral by sheer, violent force of will.The smile I offered felt brittle, completely false, though it seemed to satisfy the expectant faces around me.Livia quickly picked up the thread, her words tumbling out in a rush. "Yes, that would be perfect. Then my baby wouldn't be alone. They'd have someone to grow up with."The heavy pressure of their c
EVRENEvren noticed something was off with Rory.His eyes stayed on Rory standing slightly apart, her expression distant, as if her mind wandered somewhere entirely disconnected from the happy chaos around them.Something in her rigid posture said she was fighting a brutal memory.He moved closer, studying her profile with growing concern.When she finally sensed him and lifted her eyes to his, a flash of agonizing pain crossed her face before she could mask it.It was so brief he might have imagined it.His chest tightened with an unfamiliar, overwhelming need to comfort and protect.Evren, who stayed emotionally distant from nearly everyone, found himself abandoning that distance entirely.He reached out and pulled her in his arms without a second thought.The embrace seemed to surprise them both.Her head came to rest in the center of his chest, her smaller frame fitting flush to his muscles as if they were designed to complement each other.Warmth rolled through him, a sense of ab
RORYThere it was.Something twisted in my chest, old hurt and buried fear I hoped never to examine.What kind of mate asks to be rejected?The bond was sacred, and everyone knew how brutal rejection was. If I truly didn't want him, I could have done it myself.Why hadn't I?The answer was far more complicated than I was ready to admit, even to myself.You could say it's because of past failures." The words slipped out softer than I intended.One of his eyebrows rose slightly."Past failures?" His voice sharpened. "Aurora, you're not some heartbroken human who gave up on love after a few bad relationships. You're a wolf. Do you understand what that means?"My throat tightened."It means you have another half. You're incomplete without your mate. There's someone destined to share your pain, your joy and stand with you through everything."His gaze never left my face. "I don't think you're foolish enough to forget something that fundamental."He paused, letting the heavy truth settle. "
EVRENThe Rolls Royce pulled away from the curb, and the convoy slotted in place around it.The noise of the press faded behind them.Rory's window stayed down, the wind tugging loose strands of her hair across her cheek, and the smile on her mouth grew softer, less like a weapon and more like her own.Evren kept his eyes on the road, glancing at her more often than he meant to."Alright, Ren." Rory tossed the nickname over the console, entirely too pleased with herself.His hands tightened on the wheel.No one ever dared to shorten his name.'Ren.' Fenrir lifted his massive head at the sound as if he was called by name."Tell me how you figured it out. And why aren't you furious? I thought you'd be so angry you'd reject me outright. Maybe even banish me from your territory forever."Evren’s jaw clenched at the words she tossed around like it weighed nothing.He hadn't forgotten who asked him for it first.He drew a slow breath, keeping his voice level. "First, your scent was all over







