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Denver.“Alec isn’t in his room.”For a second, the words didn’t register properly.They reached me, but my brain refused to process them because it sounded impossible.Then they did.And everything inside me turned sharp.“What?”The guard straightened immediately beneath the weight in my voice.“He was there twenty minutes ago,” he said quickly. “The nurse stepped out briefly, and when she came back—”I was already moving before he finished.The ballroom blurred around me as I pushed through it, conversations cutting off the closer I got to the exit. Somewhere behind me, I heard another guard calling my name, but I ignored it.My pulse had already shifted into something dangerous.Not panic.Worse.The kind of cold focus that came right before violence.Alec.The word kept hitting the inside of my skull with every step.He was sick.Too weak to be wandering the hotel alone.And people knew who he was.Which meant they knew exactly what taking him from me would do.The elevator took
Third Person POVThe hallway outside Alec’s room was quiet in the way expensive places always were, muted enough that every sound felt softened before it fully existed.Alec paused just outside his bedroom door, one hand brushing briefly against the wall as a wave of dizziness moved through him again. It passed quickly, but not quickly enough to stop the irritation tightening in his chest.If his father knew he was awake and wandering around alone, he’d probably drag him straight back to bed himself.Especially after earlier.But Alec was tired of being watched every second of the day while life continued everywhere else without him.Downstairs, another dinner was happening. Another important gathering. Another room full of people he wasn’t allowed near because everyone had suddenly decided breathing too hard might kill him.Rest, Alec.Sit down, Alec.Don’t push yourself, Alec.People said his name carefully now, like he’d become fragile overnight.Like one wrong move would crack him
Denver.I couldn’t look away from her.Even after the room slowly started existing again around me, even after the music returned in dull fragments and conversations cautiously picked back up, my attention stayed fixed on Selena like every instinct I had was terrified she would disappear if I blinked too long.Seven years.And somehow my body still recognized her before my mind could catch up.Selena held my gaze for one last second after thanking me, then another surgeon approached her from the side, speaking quietly enough that I couldn’t hear the words.She turned toward him easily.Naturally.Like she hadn’t just shattered something inside me by walking back into my life.The surgeon smiled at something she said, and for the first time since seeing her again, I noticed the version of her the rest of the world had clearly gotten used to while I’d been stuck remembering who she used to be.Confident.Composed.Beautiful in a way that didn’t ask for attention anymore because it no lo
DenverBy the time I finally left the hotel room Alec was in, I was already exhausted in a way sleep could never fix.The boy had only fallen asleep a few minutes earlier after another round of medicine and quiet reassurance from doctors who all sounded far too careful when they spoke around me now.Alec had tried to act brave through the pain again.That was the part I hated most.The way he smiled was like he was trying to comfort everyone else instead of himself.I paused briefly outside his bedroom door before pulling it shut quietly behind me.One of the guards straightened immediately down the hallway.“Alpha. The dinner has already started.”“I know.”I rubbed a hand across my jaw slowly.The entire night had started irritating me hours ago. Too many people. Too much noise. Too much pretending everything was fine while my son struggled to breathe through chest pain severe enough to leave him shaking earlier that evening.“Doctor Vale arrived safely,” the guard added carefully.
Selena.Back in the room, I stood longer than I needed to in front of the mirror.Talia’s words still lingered somewhere at the edge of my mind, refusing to fully disappear no matter how many times I told myself I didn’t care.I pressed my hands lightly against the sink, steadying myself.It doesn’t matter, I told myself.Not anymore.I had built a life out of everything I was supposed to be without him. Without this place. Without their opinions.And I was not going to fall apart now.Behind me, the room was quiet.Maxwell was still asleep on the large bed, curled slightly beneath the blanket as he belonged nowhere else but there.His face looked peaceful in a way I rarely saw during the day, like his body finally trusted the world enough to rest.My chest softened slightly as I looked at him.If only you knew.I adjusted the cuff of my sleeve and turned away from the mirror.A knock came at the door just as I finished getting dressed.“Selena?”Jameson.I crossed the room and opened
Selena.By the time we arrived at the hotel connected to the pack grounds, my nerves were stretched so tightly that even breathing felt unnatural.The drive through the territory had already been enough to leave me unsettled. Every road had carried memories I didn’t want to touch. Every familiar building felt like something half-buried clawing its way back to the surface.And somehow, despite seven years away, nothing truly looked different.The hotel entrance glowed beneath soft golden lights as guards moved carefully around the property. Expensive cars lined the front entrance, and through the tall glass windows I could already see people gathering inside the ballroom.The welcome dinner had apparently started early.Jameson glanced toward me after the driver opened the car door.“You alright?”No.But I nodded anyway.Maxwell was half-asleep beside me, still wearing the black face mask I had convinced him was part of his “superhero disguise.” Thankfully, he had loved the idea immed
SelenaMorning came quietly.Not with noise or chaos, but with the soft movement of a house already awake. I could hear distant footsteps in the halls, low voices, and the sound of doors opening and closing somewhere far away. The pack house felt alive before I even left my bed.A maid arrived wit
Selena.As we entered the car and headed toward our pack house gates, I found myself glancing back.Some small, foolish part of me still hoped they would come. That they would say goodbye. That they would choose me once, just once.I kept expecting to hear my mother call my name. I kept believing m
Selena.Just as I had the previous night, I did not sleep. I lay awake until morning, staring at the ceiling as the light slowly changed in the room. When the sun finally rose, it did not bring comfort. It only made everything feel more real.This room no longer felt like mine.The walls were the
Denver.I was halfway down the hall to my room when one of the guards walked up to me.“Alpha, Tiana was here asking for you,” he said. “She’s waiting.”I didn’t think twice. “Give her access.”The door to my room had barely shut behind me when I started pulling off my jacket. My body felt heavy, t







