Mag-log inNolan POV I stood there long after she was gone. The silence hit me harder than I expected. The air still carried her scent — soft, familiar, maddening — and the faint warmth of the boys lingered on my hands where their tiny fingers had held mine. It felt unreal. They were real. Alive. Breathi
Ellie POV I stared down at Nolan's hands, each of his index fingers enclosed in one of the twins tiny fists. My heart raced. It wasn't supposed to happen like this. It wasn't supposed to happen at all. Of course, I knew that was ridiculous there was no way I could have hidden the children from h
Third person POV Cassian hadn’t liked the idea from the start. When Ellie told him she wanted Kieran to meet the boys, he’d stared at her for a long time, searching her expression for any sign of hesitation or uncertainty. There had been plenty of both—but beneath them was something stronger.
Ellie POV Kieran’s visits had become more frequent since the morning of the attack. It wasn’t unusual for him to show up at the packhouse under some pretense, usually to speak with Nolan about security, and then somehow find a few minutes alone with me afterward. I had stopped trying to question
Nolan POV There was never a good time to hear the kind of news Ellie had just dropped on me—but there could hardly have been a worse one either. I had a meeting scheduled with Cassian to review the intel gathered since the border attack and to plan our next steps. It wasn’t the kind of meeti
My stomach twisted. “Agreed to?” She looked up then, and I knew before she said the words that I didn’t want to hear them. “I’ve decided to accept Kieran’s proposal,” she said quietly. For a moment, I couldn’t move. Couldn’t think. Her words sank in like ice water down my spine. My wolf practi







