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113. Truth Twists Memory
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2026-01-28 23:59:43
NightingaleHi Readers, What will happen between Blake and Alex now?
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Lyra’s POV:Maya’s words landed on me like a spark on dry grass. “Then get ready to be eaten, my love-wolf.”I was still lying on my back on the bed, legs hanging off the edge, heart hammering so hard it made the bruise on my chest throb in time with it. But the pain felt distant now, pushed aside by the way she was looking at me. Her eyes were dark, soft, full of something that made my stomach flip and my skin heat all at once. She was still standing between my knees, shorter than me but somehow towering in this moment, her hands resting lightly on my thighs.I swallowed. “I’ve been ready since the first time you looked at me like this.”She smiled, slow and wicked and so full of love it hurt worse than the golf ball ever could. Then she climbed onto the bed, careful not to jostle me, and crawled up my body until she was straddling my hips. Her weight settled on me gently, warm and perfect, and I let out a shaky breath.“Does it still hurt?” she whispered, leaning down so her lips br
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Maya’s POV:I looked at Lyra sitting on the edge of the bed, her eyes steady on mine even though pain still lingered in the tight line of her jaw. The question I had asked hung between us like something alive. My heart was beating so loud I was sure she could hear it.“What if I say the feeling is mutual,” I said slowly, “but I can’t give you commitment right now? Will you still be with me?”The words left my mouth, and for a second I wished I could pull them back. But I couldn’t. This was the truth I had. I loved her. I knew that now. But everything else—Alex, my father, my uncle, the pack expectations, the future—was still a mess I hadn’t figured out.Lyra’s face changed. The guarded look melted away and something bright and warm took its place. Her eyes softened and the corners of her mouth lifted in the smallest, most honest smile I had ever seen on her. It made my chest ache in a completely different way.She looked happy. Really happy.“Do you really love me?” she asked quietly.
Mated to My Rival Step Brother 228. No Rights But Still
Maya's POV:The door opened and Lyra was standing in it with her hand pressed flat against the right side of her chest and her face doing the thing it did when she was in pain and working very hard to look like she was not in pain.I stepped in immediately.Closed the door behind me and turned the lock because whatever this was it was not a hallway conversation and it was not an open door situation.Lyra had not moved from the spot. She was still standing with her hand at her chest and her expression was the controlled version but the control was costing her and I could see exactly what it was costing her in the slight tension around her eyes and the way she was breathing, careful and measured and a fraction shallower than normal."What happened," she said.Her voice was even. Of course it was even."I was about to ask you that," I said."I am fine.""Your hand has been on your chest since you opened the door.""It is a reflex."I looked at her face and then at her hand and then aroun
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Selene's POV:The treehouse was quiet tonight.Gregory's heartbeat was steady under my cheek. His fingers moved through my hair slowly and I kept my eyes on the wooden ceiling above us. The small lamp in the corner threw everything in warm orange and outside the wind moved through the leaves.I was thinking again."You are doing that thing," Gregory said."What thing?""Thinking too loud."I smiled a little but I did not feel it fully. I pressed my cheek back against his chest."I keep thinking about them," I said. "Blake and Alex both."Gregory's hand stilled for just a moment then continued its slow movement through my hair."They will find their way," he said."You always say that.""Because it is always true."I lifted my head and looked at him. "Gregory. Blake is my son. Alex is your son. They love each other. That part is not the problem. The problem is that Alex thinks he has to choose. He thinks what is happening between us is somehow a threat to what he has with Blake. He has
Mated to My Rival Step Brother 226. I Am Fine!
Lyra's POV:The tennis ball hit the wall and came back and I caught it and threw it again and the rhythm of it was the only sound in the room besides my own breathing.Hit. Return. Catch. Throw.Maya had said yes.I sent the ball harder than necessary and it came back faster and I caught it and held it for a second before throwing again.Of course she had said yes.Alex Thorne and Maya had been in each other's orbit since before I came to this Academy. She was Thorne Beta's daughter. He was Thorne Alpha heir. The pack structure practically wrote the story for them. It was neat and logical and made complete sense to everyone looking at it from the outside.I was looking at it from the outside.Hit. Return. Catch.I thought about this morning.Maya's face when she opened the door. The honey I had brought her. Her forehead burning under my palm. The way she had turned her face into my shoulder when I held her and said can you hold me for a while in that small voice that did not sound like
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Blake's POV:The dorm room was quiet and I was fine with that.I sat on the edge of my bed with my phone in my hand and the message sent and the screen dark and I did not feel the need to fill the quiet with anything. Quiet was useful sometimes. Quiet let you hear the things you had been talking over.Alex Thorne had asked Maya to dinner.I had watched it happen from approximately four feet away and I had kept my face neutral and I had sent eight words and meant all of them and that was the end of it."Yes, that was the end of it."I put the phone on the bed beside me and looked at the wall.There was a version of tonight where I sat here and ran the whole thing through again. The shower. The room. The confession. The rope on the sofa. The parents. The threat. The walking out. I could run all of it in sequence and arrive at the same place I had been arriving at for two days which was nowhere useful.Or I could not do that.I stood up.The competition bracket was on the second day tomor
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