LOGINThe night air was cool against my skin as we stepped outside. The smell of pine mixed with something faintly sweet drifting from Lila’s curls. Theo’s car was parked at the curb, a beat-up black Jeep with scratches on the side that looked more like badges of honor than damage.
Theo leaned against the hood, arms crossed, grin already in place. His sandy brown hair fell into his eyes, and he brushed it back lazily when he spotted us. “Finally,” he drawled. “I thought Lila was going to keep me waiting until sunrise.” “Don’t act like you don’t love waiting on me,” Lila shot back, striding forward like she owned the night. Their banter made me smile despite myself. Theo’s gaze flicked to me, lingering a heartbeat longer than it should have. “You must be Aria. Welcome to the circus.” I laughed softly. “Circus?” “You’ll see.” His grin widened as he opened the passenger door for me. ⸻ The drive didn’t take long. Soon the glow of firelight bled through the trees, and the sound of laughter spilled into the night. The bonfire was already alive, flames licking the sky, sparks snapping upward like tiny fireflies. The clearing buzzed with voices, the smell of roasted meat and woodsmoke thick in the air. Lila tugged me toward the circle. “Come on, meet the crew.” A girl with glossy dark hair twisted into a braid waved from the logs where she was sitting. Her sharp gray eyes softened when she looked at me. “That must be Aria. I’m Selene.” Beside her, a shorter girl with curls piled in a messy bun grinned and scooted over. “And I’m Maya. Don’t let Selene scare you she only bites when she’s cranky.” “Do not,” Selene muttered, but Maya just winked at me. On the other side of the fire, a tall boy with broad shoulders was tossing twigs into the flames like offerings. He looked up and smirked. “Connor,” he introduced himself. “And before you ask, yes, I put up with these two every day of my life.” Selene shot him a glare sharp enough to cut wood. “Like we put up with you.” Maya snorted. “See? Cats and rats.” The group laughed, the sound easy and familiar, and for the first time in a long time I felt… lighter. Then Theo plopped down beside me, nudging my arm. “Told you the circus wasn’t so bad.” His voice was warm, teasing, but his eyes… they lingered, searching, like he wanted to read me. Before I could answer, a sharp shove cut through the moment. Lila stumbled into me with a startled yelp. “Watch where you’re going,” a girl sneered, brushing past with a sway of her hips. Her blonde hair caught the firelight, gleaming like gold, and her smirk was pure venom. Lila straightened, fire flashing in her eyes. “You hit me. Maybe you should watch where you’re walking.” The circle went tense, conversations halting. Someone muttered just loud enough for me to hear, “Ever since her thing with the Alpha, she thinks she’s superior.” Alpha. The word stuck like a thorn in my mind. The second time I’d heard it, always in whispers, always with weight. My chest tightened. Who was he to make people’s voices drop like that? Before I could ask, Maya leaned closer, whispering in my ear, “Ignore her. That’s Serah. She’s not worth the energy.” Lila rolled her shoulders and tugged me down beside her again, the tension already slipping away. But my thoughts weren’t so quick to settle. The Alpha. The name is always hovering at the edge of the story, but never here. And for some reason, that unsettled me more than Serah’s glare ever could.Aria’s POV The hallway felt too small. Or maybe I felt too… seen. I practically ran down the stairs, pretending my heart wasn’t still sprinting from Kaelen saying: “I don’t forget anything when it comes to you.” Who even says that at 7 a.m.? I walked into the kitchen, breathing out slowly, trying to get myself together. Lila and Lena were already there, arguing about pancakes like it was life or death. “Tell her, Aria,” Lila said the second I appeared. “Tell this woman that chocolate chips belong inside the pancakes, not on top.” Lena gasped dramatically. “Inside? INSIDE? What are we, animals?” I forced a smile. “Please don’t involve me in this war.” Lila squinted at me. “You’re acting weird.” “I’m always weird,” I said quickly. “True,” she nodded. “But today it’s a different weird.” Before I could answer— I felt him. The air behind me shifted. My wolf straightened. My skin heated instantly. Kaelen entered the kitchen. He wasn’t wearing a shirt. I choked on air. L
Kaelen’s POV The first thing I felt was pain. No, it wasn’t emotional but rather physical. My back was screaming at me for sleeping on a hard floor like some abandoned mutt. I groaned before my brain even finished booting up, then I remembered why I was here.. Aria. My eyes snapped open. The room was dim, the early light filtering through Lena’s too pink curtains. I glanced up at the bed. She was curled up near the edge, hugging one of the pillows to her chest like it was the only safe thing she had in the world. The sight knocked the air out of me. Then I saw our hands. Hers had slipped off the pillow sometime during the night and landed on the floor, right on top of mine. My chest tightened. Black purred. I melted like an idiot. She looked so small, so guarded, even in her sleep like she was bracing for something. I’d heard every word she whispered last night. Every plea. Every tremble. Including my name. Gods, my wolf had almost broken down the door
~ Kaelen~ Sleep refused to come.I’d changed positions a dozen times, but the sheets smelled like her. Honey, smoke, moonlight.I’d tried breathing through my mouth, tried counting breaths hell, I even tried thinking about tax paperwork but nothing helped.Black, my wolf, was pacing like a caged beast.Go to her.She’s ours.“Not helping,” I muttered into the dark.I rolled onto my back, glaring at the ceiling like it owed me peace. Then I heard it.A sound , small, broken.At first I thought it was the wind. But then came another… a strangled little cry.No… please… stop.I was out of bed before my brain caught up.Her door wasn’t even closed all the way. I pushed it open slowly, praying I wouldn’t wake the entire house. The moonlight spilling through the curtains painted her face silver, and even in sleep she looked haunted.Her hands were clenched in the sheets, knuckles white. Her body trembled like she was fighting something I couldn’t see.She’s hurting, Black growled. Fix it.
~ Theo~ We walked in silence for a while. The night air was cool, sharp a good contrast to the heat burning somewhere deep in my chest. Lila finally spoke. “You okay?” I chuckled softly, staring at the ground. “That’s a dangerous question.” “Because I already know the answer?” I smiled small, pained. “You always do.” Lila’s eyes softened. “I know how much you like her.” I exhaled slowly, shoving my hands into my pockets. “Yeah. But it doesn’t matter anymore, does it? She’s his.” Lila frowned. “Theo…” I gave her a weird smile sad, tired, but still genuine. “It’s okay. As long as she’s in good hands.” Then, quieter, almost to myself , I added, “Even if those hands aren’t mine.” ⸻ KAELEN’S POV Back inside, I sank into one of Finn’s ridiculously soft couches, watching Aria fidget with the hem of my shirt. My shirt. Lena leaned close to Finn and whispered something that made him grin. I didn’t bother asking. I already knew what they were thinking. Aria sat acro
~Kaelen~ The first thing that hit me wasn’t the silence. It was the scent. Pine, smoke… and wild honey tangled with moonlight. It slammed into my lungs so hard I nearly forgot how to breathe. I’d just walked into Finn and Lena’s living room, still dusting off the road, when the world tilted. My senses sharpened until every noise, every flicker of light, felt too loud, too close. The air thickened no, shifted. Something was here. Someone. Black stirred inside me, the growl in his voice low and rough. She’s here. Who? I asked, already knowing. The answer burned through me like wildfire. Mate. My pulse stuttered. No. That couldn’t….before I could complete my sentence, the door opened. And then the universe had the audacity to stop moving. Three people stepped in, laughing. Lila, a male I recognized as Theo and a girl who didn’t belong to this world. She had long, soft chestnut hair that looked like she’d run a hand through it one too many times. Stormy gray
~Aria~ Something was off. It started as a faint hum in my chest barely there at first. Then it spread, tingling beneath my skin like static before a storm. My wolf was restless. Pacing. Whispering things I couldn’t understand. I tried to ignore it. Finn and Lena were curled up on the couch beside me, half watching a movie, half lost in each other’s eyes. I sat on the other end of the sofa, pretending to be invested in the cheesy dialogue on screen. But my wolf wouldn’t calm down. Her energy was wild, unpredictable like she could sense something I couldn’t. Her heartbeat thrummed against mine, quick, impatient, alive. What’s wrong with you? I muttered in my head. She didn’t answer, but I could feel her excitement bubbling, almost trembling through me. Every sound in the house felt louder the ticking clock, the distant rustle of trees outside, even the steady breathing of Finn and Lena. I rubbed my arms, trying to shake off the strange electricity crawling over my







