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 POV“You were talking to him,” Xavier says, his tone deceptively light as he uncorks the bottle of wine sitting in our cabin.I take off my hiking boots, not meeting his eyes. Near the lookout we were standing when he approached me. "I barely managed to push him off the mountain."Xavier chuckles without amusement while pouring two glasses of merlot. “Oh, I would like to see that in it.”Tonight the cabin seems cramped, almost claustrophobic, despite the luxury. We are suffocated by the burden of the things left unsaid.“He is persistent,” Xavier adds, looking at me over the rim if his glass.“You know he was always stubborn,” I blurt out before I can stop myself.Xavier gives a half-squint of his eyes. "Indeed, you more than most would know that."I take a long sip of wine. That was another lifetime, Xavier. It hardly matters now.""Doesn't it?" He steps in a little closer, and his fingers follow the chain at my neck to the pendant underneath the thin fabric of my shirt. "Yo
AIDEN'S POVI keep my eyes on Haylee across the conference room; her back is straight as steel, and she won’t meet my eyes. She’s perfected the art of ignoring me as if I don’t even have a pulse; directing whatever questions she has to my Beta or to the papers laid before us as if I’m not even there.“The southeast will need more patrols,” she says, tapping the map with a manicured nail. "Our scouts have picked up increased wind and rogue activity in the area.I can take my warriors," I lean in. "We're doing all our patrols up in the north. It's a simple extension."Haylee’s eyes meet mine for only a brief moment and then they shoot away. "That won't be necessary. Xavier’s boys are handling it.”My blood boils with a rush of anger when I hear his name but I conceal it well behind an emotionless mask."With respect," I say, trying to sound neutral, "but we've had _way_ more rogue incursions than my pack. The landscape on the southeast border looks like our territory.”“It’s not experie
XAVIER'S POVHe is on her skin when she walks through our bedroom door. Aiden's scent lingers on her subtly, as invisible a stamp as it is distinct. The wolf wakes under my flesh, not snarling but with a melt of worry and the instinct, again, to Protect."How was the meeting?" I say, my voice relaxed as I undo my tie.Haylee dumps the contents of the briefcase by the dresser, fatigue visible in the tilt of her shoulders. "Productive. Frustrating. The usual.""Did he behave himself?" I step up behind her, hands on her shoulders, inhaling her from a little closer. Yes, there it is — the woodsy tang that is his.She stiffens slightly at my contact. "As well as can be expected.""Meaning?" I press my fingers into the tense muscles at the back of her neck.Which means he crossed the line.” She walks away from the bed, heads out to the bathroom. "But I handled it."I do as I’m told, propping up against the doorframe while she washes her face. "What boundaries exactly?"She meets my gaze in
AIDEN'S POVMorning sun is pouring in through the window of my office as I look at the trade agreement papers for the third time. Each line must be perfect - this is not just pack business, but my opportunity to impress Haylee."Two hours until meeting, Alpha," Marcus says, standing in the doorway. “Team is prepped when you are.”I nod without looking up. "And the other matter?""All is in order as was requested." His voice drops. “But I do think it’s still risky.”“There are some risks that are worth taking,” I argue and then meet his look of concern.Marcus shifts uncomfortably. "Carters won't appreciate it. If he suspects you're—"“I’m not trying to undermine him,” I cut in, and we both know that’s not really true. “Haylee and me, we have our thing, okay?“Her fiancé might prefer it not be commented upon.” Marcus crosses his arms. "Be careful. We don't have the numbers for another war with Silver Moon Pack.”I get up, adjusting my tie. “I wouldn’t have rebuilt this pack from nothin
HAYLEE'S POVThe tension in this office is a genuine-thickness claw. Xavier stalks by the window, his image shattered in the dusk light, with Aiden sitting on the other side of my desk, ankle on his knee. Two large and dominant Alphas, two pairs of eyes trained on me.“This is not working,” I say at last. “The way it is at the moment, it’s chaos for both packs.Aiden's face is still and neutral. “Our trade talks are close to complete. Another week and—""I’m not discussing the negotiations."I interrupt, crushing my hand around the crescent moon at my throat. “I mean, how you’re still here right now.”Xavier halts his pacing, a smile appearing on his face but he quickly schools his expression."Then what is it exactly that you are suggesting?" Aiden inquires, his voice belying nothing even as his scent wavers with concern.“You need to get back to your territory. We can carry on with the trade deal, only with more space between us.”“Distancing,” Aiden repeats, struck flat."Yes. You'v
Aiden's POVI walk back and forth in my office, unwilling to even glance at the stack of reports Beta Marcus has for me. However, two weeks past the time I returned from Haylee’s plane, and I am still experiencing the phantom pressure of little arms about my neck, the phantom sound of childish laughter ringing in my head.The twins. They seem eerie to me, even beyond the connection to Haylee. There’s an unidentifiable tug I can’t explain, as if there is an echo of a connection I never knew existed.Suddenly, there is a loud rap at my door.I call. "It's open." I straighten my shoulders and slip on my Alpha mask like the second skin it is.Our pack healer, Elara, pushes her way through, her silver-streaked hair pulled into a stiff bun. "Alpha, I just got a bad call from the Northern Ridge Pack."Haylee's pack. My interest snaps to attention. "What's happened?"“It’s all about Luna’s kids. Elara's expression is grave. "They have gotten sick with, with symptoms I find … they are troublin
Aiden's POVI walk back and forth in my office, unwilling to even glance at the stack of reports Beta Marcus has for me. However, two weeks past the time I returned from Haylee’s plane, and I am still experiencing the phantom pressure of little arms about my neck, the phantom sound of childish laughter ringing in my head.The twins. They seem eerie to me, even beyond the connection to Haylee. There’s an unidentifiable tug I can’t explain, as if there is an echo of a connection I never knew existed.Suddenly, there is a loud rap at my door.I call. "It's open." I straighten my shoulders and slip on my Alpha mask like the second skin it is.Our pack healer, Elara, pushes her way through, her silver-streaked hair pulled into a stiff bun. "Alpha, I just got a bad call from the Northern Ridge Pack."Haylee's pack. My interest snaps to attention. "What's happened?"“It’s all about Luna’s kids. Elara's expression is grave. "They have gotten sick with, with symptoms I find … they are troublin
HAYLEE'S POVThe tension in this office is a genuine-thickness claw. Xavier stalks by the window, his image shattered in the dusk light, with Aiden sitting on the other side of my desk, ankle on his knee. Two large and dominant Alphas, two pairs of eyes trained on me.“This is not working,” I say at last. “The way it is at the moment, it’s chaos for both packs.Aiden's face is still and neutral. “Our trade talks are close to complete. Another week and—""I’m not discussing the negotiations."I interrupt, crushing my hand around the crescent moon at my throat. “I mean, how you’re still here right now.”Xavier halts his pacing, a smile appearing on his face but he quickly schools his expression."Then what is it exactly that you are suggesting?" Aiden inquires, his voice belying nothing even as his scent wavers with concern.“You need to get back to your territory. We can carry on with the trade deal, only with more space between us.”“Distancing,” Aiden repeats, struck flat."Yes. You'v
AIDEN'S POVMorning sun is pouring in through the window of my office as I look at the trade agreement papers for the third time. Each line must be perfect - this is not just pack business, but my opportunity to impress Haylee."Two hours until meeting, Alpha," Marcus says, standing in the doorway. “Team is prepped when you are.”I nod without looking up. "And the other matter?""All is in order as was requested." His voice drops. “But I do think it’s still risky.”“There are some risks that are worth taking,” I argue and then meet his look of concern.Marcus shifts uncomfortably. "Carters won't appreciate it. If he suspects you're—"“I’m not trying to undermine him,” I cut in, and we both know that’s not really true. “Haylee and me, we have our thing, okay?“Her fiancé might prefer it not be commented upon.” Marcus crosses his arms. "Be careful. We don't have the numbers for another war with Silver Moon Pack.”I get up, adjusting my tie. “I wouldn’t have rebuilt this pack from nothin
XAVIER'S POVHe is on her skin when she walks through our bedroom door. Aiden's scent lingers on her subtly, as invisible a stamp as it is distinct. The wolf wakes under my flesh, not snarling but with a melt of worry and the instinct, again, to Protect."How was the meeting?" I say, my voice relaxed as I undo my tie.Haylee dumps the contents of the briefcase by the dresser, fatigue visible in the tilt of her shoulders. "Productive. Frustrating. The usual.""Did he behave himself?" I step up behind her, hands on her shoulders, inhaling her from a little closer. Yes, there it is — the woodsy tang that is his.She stiffens slightly at my contact. "As well as can be expected.""Meaning?" I press my fingers into the tense muscles at the back of her neck.Which means he crossed the line.” She walks away from the bed, heads out to the bathroom. "But I handled it."I do as I’m told, propping up against the doorframe while she washes her face. "What boundaries exactly?"She meets my gaze in
AIDEN'S POVI keep my eyes on Haylee across the conference room; her back is straight as steel, and she won’t meet my eyes. She’s perfected the art of ignoring me as if I don’t even have a pulse; directing whatever questions she has to my Beta or to the papers laid before us as if I’m not even there.“The southeast will need more patrols,” she says, tapping the map with a manicured nail. "Our scouts have picked up increased wind and rogue activity in the area.I can take my warriors," I lean in. "We're doing all our patrols up in the north. It's a simple extension."Haylee’s eyes meet mine for only a brief moment and then they shoot away. "That won't be necessary. Xavier’s boys are handling it.”My blood boils with a rush of anger when I hear his name but I conceal it well behind an emotionless mask."With respect," I say, trying to sound neutral, "but we've had _way_ more rogue incursions than my pack. The landscape on the southeast border looks like our territory.”“It’s not experie
HAYLEE'S POV“You were talking to him,” Xavier says, his tone deceptively light as he uncorks the bottle of wine sitting in our cabin.I take off my hiking boots, not meeting his eyes. Near the lookout we were standing when he approached me. "I barely managed to push him off the mountain."Xavier chuckles without amusement while pouring two glasses of merlot. “Oh, I would like to see that in it.”Tonight the cabin seems cramped, almost claustrophobic, despite the luxury. We are suffocated by the burden of the things left unsaid.“He is persistent,” Xavier adds, looking at me over the rim if his glass.“You know he was always stubborn,” I blurt out before I can stop myself.Xavier gives a half-squint of his eyes. "Indeed, you more than most would know that."I take a long sip of wine. That was another lifetime, Xavier. It hardly matters now.""Doesn't it?" He steps in a little closer, and his fingers follow the chain at my neck to the pendant underneath the thin fabric of my shirt. "Yo
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.