LOGINLILA'S POVThe first thing I realize when I wake up is that I have absolutely no idea where I am.For one terrifying second, I stare at the unfamiliar ceiling above me, my brain still somewhere between sleep and consciousness, trying to remember how I got here. Then I feel the soft mattress beneath me, hear the faint hum of the air-conditioning, and catch the smell of coffee drifting through the room.Right, I was in Italy.I turn my head toward the window and immediately sit up. The view outside is ridiculous. It looked so beautiful.I reach for my phone on the bedside table and check the time. Late enough that I should probably be embarrassed, but not late enough for me to care. There are a few notifications waiting for me, but none of them look important, so I toss the phone back onto the bed.I climb out of bed and walk toward the window, pulling the curtains open properly. The sunlight hits my face, and I close my eyes for a second, letting the warmth settle over my skin.After t
☆☆LILA’S POV☆☆The first thing I notice when Rowan tells me we’re going to Italy is that he says it like he’s telling me the weather. Well, he was going to Italy I just decide to tag along “I have a meeting in Milan tomorrow.” I look up from my phone. “Can I come..” He keeps reading whatever is on the tablet in front of him. I wait. He doesn’t look up. “Are you going to answer me?” His eyes finally lift. “Fine, you’re coming with me.” I stare at him. “yesss wait but why?” “Because you’ll be more safe and would stop complainin,so you can come,” he says. “If you want.” Of course I want. Twenty minutes later, I’m throwing clothes into a suitcase. The private jet is probably the nicest thing I’ve ever been on, which feels ridiculous considering the circumstances that brought me into Rowan’s life. I’m still trying to decide whether I should be impressed or offended by how normal he seems about the whole thing. He sits across from me with his laptop open, completely focused.
Rowan's POV"Then there was the market," she says.I look at her.She remembers.Of course she does."That was the first time I actually knew it was you.""And you hated me.""I thought you were responsible for my father's death.""I know.""You didn't even try to explain yourself.""I couldn't."Her eyebrows pull together."Why?"Because you would not have believed me. Because you were grieving. Because every answer I could have given you would have sounded like an excuse. Because I had been trying to keep you alive while you looked at me like I was the monster who had taken your father from you.Instead, I say, "You weren't in a place where you would have listened."She looks away.I remember that market clearly.The anger in her voice.The way she looked at me.The way every instinct in me wanted to step closer even while everything sensible told me to stay away.I had already known she was mine by then and I had known she wanted nothing to do with me.My wolf however did not care
Rowan's POVThere are some conversations a man can spend years avoiding, convincing himself that silence is better than the truth, that keeping certain things buried will protect everyone involved. I have always been good at that. I learned young that there were things better left unsaid, especially when saying them could put a target on someone's back.Lila is standing across from me now, watching me with an expression I have seen too many times since she came into my life.She wants answers and I definitely owe her some."Your father and mine were never friends," I begin, and even saying it feels strange because Leo Moretti was many things to me, but friend was never one of them. "They were rivals."Her eyebrows draw together."Everyone knows that and I know it was not just because of the business, it was because of the packs, some rivalry or something"I nod."Partly. Their businesses were connected to things humans knew nothing about, and both of them wanted control over the same
Lila's POVBy the time I made it back upstairs, the building had gone quiet. Everyone else had already moved downstairs after the investigation, and judging by the voices drifting faintly through the stairwell, they were getting ready to leave. I stood in the doorway of the storage room for a moment, looking at the mess we'd spent the afternoon sorting through.there was nothing, no hidden documents, no obvious connection to my father's death. Nothing that explained why Moretti Industries had kept records in a place that had supposedly been abandoned years ago.I should have been relieved.Instead, I felt irritated that I'd wasted half a day chasing dust.I turned to leave, caught my shoe against a box, and sent it scraping across the floor."Great."A few loose papers slid out.I crouched with a sigh and began gathering them, more out of habit than interest. Most were invoices, old employee records, things that probably hadn't mattered to anyone in years. I shoved them back into the
Lila’s POVBy the time we found the old storage room, I had already decided we weren't going to find anything. Not because Rowan had said so, or because the investigation had hit another dead end, but because we'd spent the better part of the afternoon going through old records, locked cabinets and boxes that looked like they'd been sitting untouched since before I was born, and my patience had officially run out.“This is pointless,” I muttered, crouching beside another box.Rowan glanced at me from across the room. “You said that twenty minutes ago.”“And I was right twenty minutes ago.”“Probably.”I smiled despite myself and went back to the box. There was something different about working with him lately. Things weren't completely normal after our argument, but we'd stopped walking around each other like we were about to explode, and sometimes that was enough.I pulled out a stack of old papers and flipped through them without much interest. Then I stopped, there was something in
☆☆ LILA ☆☆ I stayed upstairs for a long time, watching people move around like busy ants through the window. Even though I was away from all the bubbling and preparations, I could still feel the weight of their excitement pressing against me. After a while, I couldn’t take it anymore. I grabbed
☆☆LILA☆☆ After a week of Selene treating my leg, it was almost as good as new. The stitches were gone, and the pain had faded into nothing more than a dull ache whenever I walked too fast. Which meant there was absolutely no reason for me to still be here. Selene was packing up her medical supp
☆☆LILA☆☆Nyx was exactly as ruthless when training as I imagined she would be.The gym felt expanded than the last time I was in here, with padded floors, punching bags hanging from the ceiling, and the faint smell of sweat and metal filled the air.Nyx stood in front of me with her arms crossed, s
Nyx stood beside him, arms crossed, her expression cold. The moment she saw me enter, she stepped aside and nodded. Jake didn’t bother to move. Nyx wasn’t only my Beta she was also the best fighter in the pack. Jake slowly lifted his head. His eyes were bloodshot, his breathing uneven. “Alpha.







