LOGIN“You really gotta stop popping up like that,” he muttered, running a hand over his face. “What if I was using the toilet?” Kaelani tilted her head, actually considering it. “I suppose you’re right,” she said after a beat. “I’m still getting the hang of this, okay?” Garrick huffed something that m
“I love you,” he said, like it was the only truth he had left, like he wasn’t going to dress it up. “I love you, Kaelani.” Kaelani swallowed, breath trembling. “I…” Her voice caught. Then she finally said it—quiet, raw, real. “I love you too.” It hit him like a clean blade. Julian’s eyes close
His forearms caged her in, holding her tight to his chest—close enough that she could feel the violence of his heartbeat, close enough that the bond between them felt like a live wire. Kaelani’s hands clutched his shoulders, nails biting lightly as she wrapped her legs around him, breath stuttering
Time stretched while they stayed knotted—breathing each other in, tangled together in the aftermath, his wolf quieting just enough to let him rest. Kaelani’s fingers threaded through his hair, slow strokes, steadying him the same way his hold steadied her. The bond between them pulsed—present, hun
“You’re safe,” he said, low and certain. “Give it to me.” Kaelani’s body clenched—pleasure spiking so sharply it stole her breath. Her back arched, a broken sound tearing out of her as she came with his name on her lips. “Julian—!” Her hands fisted in his hair. Her thighs locked around him. And
Almost. His hand went to the button of his pants, then the zipper, dragging it down before shoving the fabric low on his hips. He hooked his thumbs into the waistband and pushed everything lower—kicking the material off one leg, then the other—never once breaking eye contact. His cock was rock har
The bakery was quiet, the ovens cooled, the front lights dimmed. Kaelani sat at the desk in the small office tucked in the back, receipts and order slips spread out before her. The calculator clicked beneath her fingers, but the numbers blurred on the page, her mind circling elsewhere no matter how
She was fucking beautiful. Not in the way Elara was, all polish and performance—makeup sculpted, hair smoothed to gloss, ensembles stitched in precision and expectation. Elara’s beauty demanded attention. Kaelani’s simply existed. Raw. Unforgiving. Impossible to ignore. The kind of beauty that mad
She scoffed, “That’s it? No hello, no I missed you?” She slid onto the edge of his desk, crossing her legs slowly, deliberately. “You’ve barely spent any time with me since I got here.” “You know I’ve been working.” He barely glanced up, shuffling a stack of reports so she wouldn't see the restless
He frowned, confusion flickering. He didn’t remember leaving his office, let alone making the drive back here. Yet the room was vivid—every chair in place, the display case gleaming, the scent of fresh bread wrapping around him like it was real. And then he saw her. Kaelani stood behind the counte







