AIDEN'S POVThe council meeting stretches on through the morning, Xavier deftly manipulating the story to my wolves remains out in the territories. I politely protest, bringing up the idea of joint patrols which would give me more valid excuses to lurk around the pack house—close to Haylee and the enigmatic twins who've so captivated me.haunting me.“Mixed patrols create the chance for conflict of unknown wolves,” Xavier gently debates.“Or they consolidate trust and deepen the alliance,” I counter. "My lieutenant Damon has a lot of training experience for integrated packs.The council members murmur thoughtfully, and I can tell Xavier’s jaw hardens with frustration. It’s a small victory but I’ll take it.”After the meeting ends, I head back to my quarters to shower and change, and then I make my way to the science fair. My phone is buzzing with a text from my beta back home about pack business. Everything is stable, nothing that needs me to come home right nowI veer slightly off cou
HAYLEE'S POVThe first light of morning seeps through the curtains, and I look at my face in the mirror in my bedroom. The woman in my mirror seems at peace, but inside I feel like a storm is brewing, a gale-force rumbling that never quite materializes. It’s the day I vowed to give Aiden—one day and nothing more—but the promise has kept me up most of last night and it’s filled with dread and a queasy kind of excitement I can’t let myself feel."You're up early." Xavier's voice startles me. He’s standing in the doorways, already in his Alpha’s uniform, watching me with evaluative eyes.“Council reports,” I explain, sweeping my hand towards the papers on the dresser. "Thought I'd beat them to the punch before—-”"Prior to your outing with Fenrir?" He says in a flat voice, but his clenching jaw gives away his annoyance.I turn to face him directly. "It's one day, Xavier. To move the details of the alliance to a private discussion.“So that’s the new name for it?” He moves a step closer an
AIDEN'S POVFrom the time that Haylee sets foot into the clearing, the world appears to halt. She’s wearing a plain blue dress that makes the silver flecks in her eyes pop—eyes I’ve dreamed of for five long years. I push myself away from the oak we once carved our names in, buried under new bark. Appropriate, the way nature hides the old wounds.“You showed up,” I say, shocked. Part of me had thought Xavier would come up with some kind of emergency to keep her from returning.“I don’t lie, I keep my promises,” she says, keeping a safe space between us. "One day, as agreed."The mate bond thrums between us, louder than it was yesterday, impossible to escape. Does she feel it too, the strange force compelling us together despite the years and pain that lie between us?“I think we can go over by the river,” I say, pointing to the eroded path on the east side. "Like we used to."Haylee pauses, her guarded expression on her face. "I'm not here to swap memories, Aiden.“Just walking,” I repl
HAYLEE'S POVThe trip to the pack house feels much longer than it should, every step heavier than the last. Aiden’s words keep playing on a loop in my head, unsettling truths and possibilities spent five years burying now being unearthed and made privy to society. The mating bond buzzes under my skin, awakened more by our time together.Xavier’s waiting for me on the front porch, all tense and choked with barely leashed anger. His gaze follows my progress around the room, taking stock of the details of my appearance as though he is looking for evidence of my disloyalty.“You never answered when I called,” he murmurs as I make my way up the steps, his voice soft, but his demeanor anything but.“There has been no emergency at the northern border,” I rebuke, edging around him to the door. “Elder Margaret just confirmed that already.His hand grabs my wrist, powerful, but not in a painful way. “The emergency was that my Luna was in the woods with another Alpha. An Alpha who didn't have the
AIDEN'S POVThere are coils of seedy tendrils of steam emanating from the holy hot waters and they skulk through the dusk like gasps from ancestors. I glance at my watch for the fourth time in fifteen minutes. She's late. Maybe she’s not coming at all.The mere thought sends an unpleasant wince down my chest. Five years of being apart, five years of wondering, of wishing, of regretting, and now that I have found her again I don’t want to frighten her. One slip up and I might lose her forever with my children.A branch breaks in the distance, and my wolf ears automatically zero in on it. Seconds later, I’m enveloped in her scent now; lavender and rain with an essence that is so Haylee beneath it. My body reacts and my heart races when she breaks through the trees.She stops at the clearing’s edge, wariness in every line of her form. The Luna finery is gone, replaced with plain jeans and a forest green sweater that turns her eyes more gold than brown. Her hair is down around her shoulder
HAYLEE'S POVThe woods are a blur as I race back to the compound, replaying that encounter at the springs in my mind. The near-kiss with Aiden. The pull of the mate bond. The weakness I'd shown. Anger floods through every muscle on my body with every step—anger at myself for almost giving up rational want for biological need.I stop at the end of the clearing to regroup myself before entering Xavier's domain. _My_ territory now. Five years of establishing a new life, of molding walls around my heart, and Aiden's reckless actions could wreck it all in a few blow of his two-fisted wrecking ball.Not this time.Xavier is waiting for me on the front porch of our house, the warm light just behind him. He stands relaxed, but I can see it in his shoulders."It's later than I thought you would return," he says, with just the slightest edge to his voice beneath the warmth of it.I meet his gaze evenly. The eastern border took more time than I thought it would. Pack of scoundrels came through la
XAVIER'S POVI observe Haylee as she steps out of the shrubs, stiff backed and expressionless. Aesthetically about control, as pure control as we’ve seen in years. But I know better. Since we have been together for five years, I can decipher the nuances — the small line between her brows and the tightness in her shoulders. Aiden has gotten to her more than she’d like to concede."How did it go?" I remain calm in my voice as she gets up onto the steps to our porch.Haylee looks me in the eye, but there’s a wariness in her eyes. "It's done. I told him to stay away.""And will he?" I lean on the railing, looking at her face.She groans, ruffling her hair with her hand. "He's stubborn. But I made myself clear."I take a confident step forward and circle her in my arms. She pauses for half a second and then relaxes against me. That brief pause cuts me to the heart.“You seem tense,” I say, into her hair. “Let me make dinner like this today. You can rest.""That's not necessary—""I insist.
HAYLEE'S POVI collapse another dress into my overnight bag, my motion mechanical. The weekend getaway is lurking in front of me like an exam I’m unprepared to take. Three days with just Xavier at the Blue Ridge Lodge—three days pretending that I am not disturbed after seeing Aiden."Taking the blue one? that is Good choice. You look stunning in it."I smile, but it does not come all the way up to my eyes. "For the formal dinner, yes. Is Marissa ready with the twins?”"Everything's arranged." He moves up behind me, his hands resting on my shoulders. "They'll be fine. This is about us, remember?"His fingers knead the tight muscles in the back of my neck, and I force myself not to step away. There’s nothing wrong with his touch — it’s soft, affectionate — but he’s starting to scare me. Then why does it make me want to run?---The twins’ room is a riot of toys, both boys lying on the floor with their wooden wolves. Kael leads a first battle scene while Lior positions his wolves as thou
AIDEN'S POVThe morning sun is pouring in the window of the lodge as I sip coffee in the great room. The close-of-the-weekend gathering persists in a forced cheeriness that is annoying. Alphas and their Lunas, pace around getting ready for today's planned hike on the trails of the mountain—it's a pack tradition, supposedly to promote unity and pack-strength.I see her as soon as she walks in. Haylee. Her hair is pulled back in a no-nonsense ponytail, and she is dressed in practical hiking clothes that cling to her athletic frame. She is beautiful, stunningly so. The way she always has.Xavier right behind her, hand possessively at her lower back, they fall into line for the breakfast buffet. He leans down to whisper something in her ear that makes her laugh, and something rips through me like acid."As you coming on the hike Fenrir?" Alpha Rodriguez stands next to me, giant plate of food in his hand.I pull my eyes away from the couple. "Wouldn't miss it.""Good man." He claps my shou
HAYLEE'S POVI collapse another dress into my overnight bag, my motion mechanical. The weekend getaway is lurking in front of me like an exam I’m unprepared to take. Three days with just Xavier at the Blue Ridge Lodge—three days pretending that I am not disturbed after seeing Aiden."Taking the blue one? that is Good choice. You look stunning in it."I smile, but it does not come all the way up to my eyes. "For the formal dinner, yes. Is Marissa ready with the twins?”"Everything's arranged." He moves up behind me, his hands resting on my shoulders. "They'll be fine. This is about us, remember?"His fingers knead the tight muscles in the back of my neck, and I force myself not to step away. There’s nothing wrong with his touch — it’s soft, affectionate — but he’s starting to scare me. Then why does it make me want to run?---The twins’ room is a riot of toys, both boys lying on the floor with their wooden wolves. Kael leads a first battle scene while Lior positions his wolves as thou
XAVIER'S POVI observe Haylee as she steps out of the shrubs, stiff backed and expressionless. Aesthetically about control, as pure control as we’ve seen in years. But I know better. Since we have been together for five years, I can decipher the nuances — the small line between her brows and the tightness in her shoulders. Aiden has gotten to her more than she’d like to concede."How did it go?" I remain calm in my voice as she gets up onto the steps to our porch.Haylee looks me in the eye, but there’s a wariness in her eyes. "It's done. I told him to stay away.""And will he?" I lean on the railing, looking at her face.She groans, ruffling her hair with her hand. "He's stubborn. But I made myself clear."I take a confident step forward and circle her in my arms. She pauses for half a second and then relaxes against me. That brief pause cuts me to the heart.“You seem tense,” I say, into her hair. “Let me make dinner like this today. You can rest.""That's not necessary—""I insist.
HAYLEE'S POVThe woods are a blur as I race back to the compound, replaying that encounter at the springs in my mind. The near-kiss with Aiden. The pull of the mate bond. The weakness I'd shown. Anger floods through every muscle on my body with every step—anger at myself for almost giving up rational want for biological need.I stop at the end of the clearing to regroup myself before entering Xavier's domain. _My_ territory now. Five years of establishing a new life, of molding walls around my heart, and Aiden's reckless actions could wreck it all in a few blow of his two-fisted wrecking ball.Not this time.Xavier is waiting for me on the front porch of our house, the warm light just behind him. He stands relaxed, but I can see it in his shoulders."It's later than I thought you would return," he says, with just the slightest edge to his voice beneath the warmth of it.I meet his gaze evenly. The eastern border took more time than I thought it would. Pack of scoundrels came through la
AIDEN'S POVThere are coils of seedy tendrils of steam emanating from the holy hot waters and they skulk through the dusk like gasps from ancestors. I glance at my watch for the fourth time in fifteen minutes. She's late. Maybe she’s not coming at all.The mere thought sends an unpleasant wince down my chest. Five years of being apart, five years of wondering, of wishing, of regretting, and now that I have found her again I don’t want to frighten her. One slip up and I might lose her forever with my children.A branch breaks in the distance, and my wolf ears automatically zero in on it. Seconds later, I’m enveloped in her scent now; lavender and rain with an essence that is so Haylee beneath it. My body reacts and my heart races when she breaks through the trees.She stops at the clearing’s edge, wariness in every line of her form. The Luna finery is gone, replaced with plain jeans and a forest green sweater that turns her eyes more gold than brown. Her hair is down around her shoulder
HAYLEE'S POVThe trip to the pack house feels much longer than it should, every step heavier than the last. Aiden’s words keep playing on a loop in my head, unsettling truths and possibilities spent five years burying now being unearthed and made privy to society. The mating bond buzzes under my skin, awakened more by our time together.Xavier’s waiting for me on the front porch, all tense and choked with barely leashed anger. His gaze follows my progress around the room, taking stock of the details of my appearance as though he is looking for evidence of my disloyalty.“You never answered when I called,” he murmurs as I make my way up the steps, his voice soft, but his demeanor anything but.“There has been no emergency at the northern border,” I rebuke, edging around him to the door. “Elder Margaret just confirmed that already.His hand grabs my wrist, powerful, but not in a painful way. “The emergency was that my Luna was in the woods with another Alpha. An Alpha who didn't have the
AIDEN'S POVFrom the time that Haylee sets foot into the clearing, the world appears to halt. She’s wearing a plain blue dress that makes the silver flecks in her eyes pop—eyes I’ve dreamed of for five long years. I push myself away from the oak we once carved our names in, buried under new bark. Appropriate, the way nature hides the old wounds.“You showed up,” I say, shocked. Part of me had thought Xavier would come up with some kind of emergency to keep her from returning.“I don’t lie, I keep my promises,” she says, keeping a safe space between us. "One day, as agreed."The mate bond thrums between us, louder than it was yesterday, impossible to escape. Does she feel it too, the strange force compelling us together despite the years and pain that lie between us?“I think we can go over by the river,” I say, pointing to the eroded path on the east side. "Like we used to."Haylee pauses, her guarded expression on her face. "I'm not here to swap memories, Aiden.“Just walking,” I repl
HAYLEE'S POVThe first light of morning seeps through the curtains, and I look at my face in the mirror in my bedroom. The woman in my mirror seems at peace, but inside I feel like a storm is brewing, a gale-force rumbling that never quite materializes. It’s the day I vowed to give Aiden—one day and nothing more—but the promise has kept me up most of last night and it’s filled with dread and a queasy kind of excitement I can’t let myself feel."You're up early." Xavier's voice startles me. He’s standing in the doorways, already in his Alpha’s uniform, watching me with evaluative eyes.“Council reports,” I explain, sweeping my hand towards the papers on the dresser. "Thought I'd beat them to the punch before—-”"Prior to your outing with Fenrir?" He says in a flat voice, but his clenching jaw gives away his annoyance.I turn to face him directly. "It's one day, Xavier. To move the details of the alliance to a private discussion.“So that’s the new name for it?” He moves a step closer an
AIDEN'S POVThe council meeting stretches on through the morning, Xavier deftly manipulating the story to my wolves remains out in the territories. I politely protest, bringing up the idea of joint patrols which would give me more valid excuses to lurk around the pack house—close to Haylee and the enigmatic twins who've so captivated me.haunting me.“Mixed patrols create the chance for conflict of unknown wolves,” Xavier gently debates.“Or they consolidate trust and deepen the alliance,” I counter. "My lieutenant Damon has a lot of training experience for integrated packs.The council members murmur thoughtfully, and I can tell Xavier’s jaw hardens with frustration. It’s a small victory but I’ll take it.”After the meeting ends, I head back to my quarters to shower and change, and then I make my way to the science fair. My phone is buzzing with a text from my beta back home about pack business. Everything is stable, nothing that needs me to come home right nowI veer slightly off cou