LOGINTimothy Morning sunlight streamed through my curtains, spilling gold across my room like a quiet promise. For the first time in days, I didn’t wake up angry.I woke up hopeful.The bitterness that had burned through me last night had faded, leaving behind something steadier — something I could work with.Maybe it was stupid, maybe Lucia’s words should’ve stuck harder, but they didn’t. Because deep down, I couldn’t shake the feeling that Nalini and I were meant to be something real. Something that didn’t just fade because of one bad night.She was confused. Torn, maybe. But she wasn’t gone — not yet.I sat up, rubbing a hand over my face, replaying her last look before she left me standing on that road. There had been guilt in her eyes, yes, but also… something else. Something raw and unfinished.That was enough for me.I wasn’t going to let Myron win. Not when I knew what we could have if she just saw me for what I truly was.By the time I got dressed, my pulse was already racing wit
Timothy The night was cool, but the weight in my chest made it hard to breathe.I sat on the hood of my car long after Nalini disappeared into the dark. My headlights were still on, cutting a pale beam through the trees — the same road she’d run down to find him.Myron.I’d seen the look in her eyes before she ran. That mixture of panic and longing. I wasn’t stupid. I knew exactly who she was running to.But knowing didn’t make it hurt any less.The forest whispered around me, the scent of damp pine thick in the air, and still I couldn’t move. I’d told myself I could handle being patient — that she just needed time. But now, patience felt like the cruelest punishment imaginable. I’d opened myself to her, given her a piece of me no one else had ever touched. And she’d chosen someone else.I dragged a hand through my hair, clenching my jaw until it ached. “You’re such an idiot,” I muttered to myself.“You’re not wrong.”The voice came from the shadows, smooth and sharp enough to cut. I
MyronThe moment I walked away from that courtyard, I knew I was seconds from losing control.Every step felt heavier, every breath hotter, until I couldn’t even see straight. The image of her — my Nalini — with his hands on her, his mouth on hers, was burned behind my eyes like a brand. The sound of her voice telling me he didn’t hurt her… that hurt worse than any wound I’d ever taken in battle.By the time I reached my car, I wasn’t thinking. I just needed to move — fast. Needed to outrun the burn in my chest before my wolf tore free and ruined everything.The engine roared to life, tires screeching against the pavement as I sped down the back road that cut through the edge of the woods. Wind whipped through the open window, but it did nothing to cool the fire in me. My hands clenched around the wheel so tight my knuckles whitened.How could she—No. I wasn’t going to think about it.Except I couldn’t stop. Every memory of her — every stolen glance, every word, every damn heartbeat
NaliniThe morning sun felt heavier than usual, like even it knew what I’d done.I sat on the edge of my bed, brushing out my hair in silence, trying to focus on the rhythm of each stroke instead of the memory of Timothy’s lips on mine. It had been soft — tentative, like he was afraid to hurt me — and I’d kissed him back because I wanted to feel something good. Something easy.And I had.For a moment, it felt like everything in my chest had quieted — the confusion, the guilt, the pull toward someone who only ever caused chaos. Timothy had made me laugh last night. He’d held my hand gently, like it was something precious.He was safe. Kind. Steady.And yet...Myron lurked at the back of mind.I shook the thought away, tying my hair back and slipping on my uniform Sara had ironed for me. I wasn’t going to ruin this day by thinking about him. I’d made my choice — or at least I was trying to.When I stepped outside, Timothy’s car was already waiting, sunlight gleaming off its dark hood.
Nalini I didn’t sleep.Not even a second.The night stretched endlessly, every breath reminding me of what I’d done. What we had done.By dawn, my pillow was still warm with tears I didn’t remember shedding. My lips still tingled, traitorous reminders of a moment that should never have happened. Every time I closed my eyes, I felt the heat of his hands, the hunger in that kiss, the way my entire body had betrayed me—leaning into him when I should have pushed him away.And worse than the memory was the guilt. The heavy, nauseating guilt that sat in my stomach like a stone.I’d broken my promise to myself. I’d sworn I would never be the weak, lovesick fool who let an Alpha’s whims dictate her world. But here I was—heart in tatters, blood singing for a man I couldn’t have.When dawn broke, I forced myself out of bed, splashed cold water on my face, and tied my hair back with trembling hands. The reflection that stared back from the cracked mirror wasn’t one I recognized.My eyes were re
Myron The moment I stepped outside, the cold night air hit me like a punch.I didn’t even realize how badly I’d been suffocating in there until the door slammed behind me. The world outside was quiet—no laughter, no false politeness, no father’s voice ringing in my skull. Just the wind, and the distant hum of crickets.I dragged a hand through my hair, trying to breathe.Every nerve in me was still thrumming from the dinner table—the humiliation, the anger, the sight of Selene smirking like she owned the place, and my father, raising his glass like a king at his own funeral.I hated him.But worse—I hated myself for letting him get to me.For letting him turn everything I cared about into a weakness.I kicked a rock down the stone path, muttering a curse under my breath. The urge to shift was clawing at me, but shifting wouldn’t fix what was broken. It wouldn’t erase his words or the look in Julie’s eyes when I ignored her.It wouldn’t erase her.Nalini.Her name burned through me li







