LOGINNivia POVMateo's eyes remained on me."Why?" He asked softly.I didn't want to say it. Didn't want to admit it publicly."Because I love him." The words came out before I could stop them. "I love him. I slept with him, and I thought that meant something. Now, I'm watching him with her and it feels like I'm being torn apart."He was quiet for a few seconds."Now imagine how I felt today." His voice was barely above a whisper. "When you told me you'd slept with him. When I realized you'd given him what I'd been dreaming about for three years."I couldn't look at him."But here's the difference between us, Nivia." He moved closer again. "I'm not going to abandon you. I'm not going to ignore you because someone else showed up. I'm angry, yes. I'm hurt, yes. But I'm still here.""Why?""Because I meant what I said in that shelter. I love you. And that doesn't just disappear because you hurt me." His hand found mine in the darkness. "I'm not Justin. I don't move on that quickly."My breath
Nivia POV"Fine," I said. "I'll help set up a spot for Mateo outside."And stormed out of the shelter.We worked in silence, building a small lean-to against a tree using palm fronds and branches. It wasn't much, but it would keep him dry if it rained."You don't have to do this," I said quietly as we worked. "You don't have to sleep outside, I mean. I can do it.""I know." He tied off another branch. "But I want to.""Why?"He looked at me. "Because if I sleep in that shelter with you right there, knowing what almost happened today, knowing what did happen yesterday with Justin... I won't be able to handle it.""Oh.""Distance is better right now. For both of us."We finished the lean-to without saying anything else.Inside the shelter, I could hear Claire talking to Justin. Her voice was softer now. Vulnerable."I was so scared," she was saying. "I heard scary noises and I didn't even have my wolf to protect me.""You're safe now," Justin murmured. "I won't let anything happen to yo
Nivia's POVBy the time evening came, the tension in our camp was thick enough to cut with a knife.Claire had spent most of the afternoon with Justin. He'd helped her clean her wounds, given her food, found her clean clothes from the small stash we'd salvaged from our first days here.And through it all, she'd clung to him like he was the only solid thing in her world.Maybe he was.I tried not to watch them. Tried to focus on preparing dinner, on organizing our supplies, on anything other than the way Claire's hand rested on Justin's arm. The way she leaned into him when she talked. The way he looked at her with concern and gentleness.But I couldn't help it.Every time I looked up, they were together. Talking quietly. Her crying. Him comforting her.And it burned."You're going to overcook those," Mateo said.I jumped, nearly dropping the fish I'd been roasting over the fire. I'd forgotten I was even holding it.Mateo stood a few feet away, his expression unreadable. It was the fir
Nivia's POVWe stared at each other. Her green eyes filled with tears, rage and fear, all mixed together.Outside, I heard Mateo coaxing the fire back to life. The rain was starting to slow."Why are you even here?" Claire asked, her voice breaking. "Why you? What's so special about you that the universe keeps giving you everything I want?""I don't know.""I hate you," she whispered. "I hate you so much.""I know.""Then why are you being nice to me?""Because you're hurt. Because you're scared. Because despite everything, I'm not going to let you suffer if I can help." I sat back down. "Hate me all you want, Claire. But we need to survive this together."She didn't respond. Just pulled the blanket over her head and turned away from me.I left her alone and crawled out of the shelter.The rain had slowed to a drizzle. Mateo had the fire going, flames licking at the dry wood.He looked up when I emerged, then quickly looked away."Is she okay?" he asked."She's alive. Terrified. Exhau
Nivia's POVI helped Claire to her feet. She was shaking so badly she could barely stand."Come on," I said, guiding her toward the shelter. "You need to get out of the rain."She stumbled, her legs weak. I caught her, taking most of her weight.Behind us, Mateo was already collecting wood from a dry stash we kept secure from the rain. His movements were sharp and angry. He even wouldn't look at me.The argument hung between us like smoke. Unfinished. Raw.But Claire needed help. Everything else would have to wait.I got her inside the shelter and wrapped the driest piece of fabric we had around her shoulders. She was covered in cuts and scratches. Her clothes were torn. Her feet were bloody."How long did you say you've been here?" I asked gently."Two days. Maybe three." Her teeth chattered. "I lost track."Two days alone. While we'd had each other.Guilt twisted in my stomach."Where's Justin?" Claire asked suddenly, her eyes darting around. "You said he was here. Where is he?""Ch
Nivia's POVI sat staring at Mateo while the question hung between us like a grenade.I was so sick of being caught up in this mess. Of being painted as the bad guy."So I'm trash now. Is that how you see me?" I continued."That's not what I meant.""Yes, it is! You're acting like I betrayed you, but Justin is my mate too! The bond pulled us together just like it's pulling you and me together!""The difference is I'm fighting it!" He shouted. "I've been fighting it for three years! Fighting the urge to claim you as mine. And you couldn't fight it for one day?""Maybe I didn't want to fight it!"The words sounded like shots fired.Mateo stared at me. "What?""Maybe I wanted him!" I was crying again, but now I was angry too. "Maybe I wanted to feel what it was like to be with him without thinking about consequences or guilt or you! Maybe I needed that!""Then you've made your choice." His voice went quiet. Deadly calm. "You needed him. Not me. Him.""That's not what I meant.""Yes, it i







