MasukLuna's POV
I showed up at Nadia's house with coffee, wine, and a decision to fix what had been breaking my sister for months. Enough was enough. I had watched her suffer and shrink and lose herself piece by piece and I was done staying quiet.
"Kids outside." I pointed to where Kael was already kicking a ball with Aiden. "Dylan, please take Lyra. This is sister time."
Dylan looked between us and seemed to understand this was not negotiable. He scooped up Emma and followed the boys into the yard. I watched through the window as he sat on the porch steps with our daughter in his lap and kept his distance from the older kids.
"Sit." I pushed Nadia onto the couch and handed her coffee even though it was four in the afternoon.
"Luna, I am fine." She started but I held up my hand.
"Do not lie to me. I am your sister and I have watched you fall apart." I sat next to
Luna's POVI showed up at Nadia's house with coffee, wine, and a decision to fix what had been breaking my sister for months. Enough was enough. I had watched her suffer and shrink and lose herself piece by piece and I was done staying quiet."Kids outside." I pointed to where Kael was already kicking a ball with Aiden. "Dylan, please take Lyra. This is sister time."Dylan looked between us and seemed to understand this was not negotiable. He scooped up Emma and followed the boys into the yard. I watched through the window as he sat on the porch steps with our daughter in his lap and kept his distance from the older kids."Sit." I pushed Nadia onto the couch and handed her coffee even though it was four in the afternoon."Luna, I am fine." She started but I held up my hand."Do not lie to me. I am your sister and I have watched you fall apart." I sat next to
Nadia's POVThree days after Margaret finally left and her words still clung to me like smoke in my hair. Dylan was trying to reconnect and I saw the effort in every gesture. He brought me coffee in the mornings, he tried to start conversations, and he reached for my hand when we passed in the hallway. But every time he touched me, my body betrayed me.His hand on my back made me flinch. His arm around my shoulders made me go rigid. When he leaned in for a kiss, I pulled away so fast I saw hurt flash across his face. I kept apologizing but the words felt empty because I could not stop my body's reaction."I am sorry," I said it for the hundredth time that week. "I do not mean to.""I know." Dylan's voice was patient but I heard the strain underneath. "Take your time."One evening after all three kids were finally asleep, Dylan found me on the couch staring at nothing. He sat down carefully and left space between us like I was a wild animal that might bolt."Can we try something?" His
Nadia's POVI officially met Margaret Winters the next day and wished I had not. She arrived at noon with that same cold elegance and her eyes swept over me like I was something she found on the bottom of her shoe."So you are the famous Nadia. The White Wolf." Her lips curved into something that was not quite a smile. "I expected more."My spine straightened. "Excuse me?""Well, you have this reputation." Margaret circled me slowly. "Strong, powerful, legendary bloodline. But standing here in Dylan's old t-shirt and yoga pants, you look rather ordinary. Tired even.""Mother." Dylan's voice held a warning but Margaret ignored him."I am just being honest." She settled onto our couch like she owned it. "Someone needs to tell the truth around here. You have let yourself go, Nadia. When is the last time you wore something feminine? When is the last time you tried to be attractive for your mate?"Heat flooded my face. "I have three children and I am trying to hold my family together.""Ye
Dylan's POVI had not spoken to my mother Margaret in three years, not since she left Silver Moon after my father died. Now she stood at my door in a perfectly pressed suit and her hair pulled back in a tight bun. Everything about her screamed elegance."Dylan." She looked me up and down. "You look terrible.""Mother. What are you doing here?" I did not move to let her in."I heard about your situation through pack gossip." She raised one perfectly sculpted eyebrow. "May I come in or are we going to have this conversation on the porch?"I stepped aside because turning her away would only make things worse. She walked past me and her expensive perfume filled the entryway. She surveyed the house like she was cataloging its flaws and her gaze lingered on the guest room door."You are not staying with Nadia." It was not a question."We are working through some things." I closed the door harder than necessary."I also heard about the pregnant woman. Cassandra, is it?" Margaret settled onto
Nadia's POVTwo days of cold silence and Dylan was back in the guest room. The kids walked on eggshells around us and their confusion was written all over their small faces. Elena stopped asking when Daddy would sleep in our room again and that silence hurt worse than her questions.Dr. Sarah Tedd's office sat on the edge of the pack territory in a small building surrounded by trees. She was older with kind eyes and silver streaking through her dark hair but something in her face told me she did not tolerate nonsense. We sat on opposite ends of her couch and the space between us felt like miles."Why are you here?" Dr. Tedd settled into her chair with a notepad.We both started talking at once. Our words crashed into each other and neither of us backed down. Dr. Tedd held up her hand and the authority in that simple gesture made us both stop."Nadia. You first." She pointed at me.I took a breath and tried to organize the chaos in my head. "My husband had an emotional affair with a wo
Dylan's POVI stepped away from both women and pulled out my phone despite how badly my hands were shaking. The weight of two sets of eyes burned into my back as I dialed James. He answered on the second ring."I need a favor." My voice was rough."Name it." James sounded wary."Cassandra showed up at my house. She is homeless and six months pregnant. I need you to set her up in one of the pack-owned apartments with a minimal stipend for survival until the baby is born." Silence stretched across the line. Then James spoke carefully. "Are you sure about this? This could destroy everything with Nadia.""I know." I turned to see Nadia watching me through the window and her face was stone. "But I cannot let my biological child be born on the streets. Even if the conception was through assault, the baby is innocent.""Dylan, think about what you are doing." James's voice dropped lower. "You just got your family back. Is this really worth it?""I don't know what else to do." My chest felt







