LOGINThe day I found out I was pregnant, I stopped doing all the things Julian hated. I stopped asking where he had been. Even when he stayed out all night, I drank the tonic my healer had prescribed for the pregnancy, turned out the light, and went to bed. When rogues attacked the market and a piece of silver-laced shrapnel grazed my wrist, the healer told me to contact my mate. I simply said, “There’s no need. I can manage.” An apprentice standing nearby recognized me. “You’re Mrs. Marchetti, aren’t you? Mr. Marchetti’s merchant caravan is right outside. Shall I get him?” I lowered my eyes and shook my head. Half an hour later, Julian pushed open the treatment room door anyway. He carried the familiar scent of cedar. The moment he saw the bandage, his expression darkened. “Why didn’t you contact me when you got hurt? Why is your mind-link still closed?” He gently held my fingers, careful to avoid the wound. His palm felt cool. I withdrew my hand. “It’s just a scratch. You have a merchant caravan to run. I didn’t want to bother you.” He was about to answer when I heard the guards talking quietly outside. “All Mia did was twist her ankle, and the boss sent three cars for her. Apparently, he carried her to the car himself. Wouldn’t even let her put a foot on the ground.” “Well, we all know how he feels about her.” Julian’s jaw tightened, and he glanced at me. I simply pulled my sleeve down over the bandage. Once, I would have demanded an explanation. Now, all I wanted was to bring my baby safely into the world. He had no idea I had already signed a petition to dissolve our mate bond. In ten days, I would leave him.
View MoreSerafina’s POVBy Clara’s first birthday, Northlight had six trucks and a dispatch office with a window that actually opened.We still had difficult months. Fuel prices rose. A refrigerated load failed inspection, and we absorbed the loss rather than deliver spoiled food. Once, I went home convinced I had made a disastrous hiring decision and returned the next morning to find the new dispatcher had solved a scheduling problem that had defeated all of us.Being responsible for something did not mean being right all the time.I was learning that, too.I worked four days a week. When I needed a fifth, I arranged it instead of quietly surrendering every hour that belonged to me.One morning, a driver named Beth knocked on my office door with a resignation letter folded in her hand.Her son was ill. She had missed two departures in a month and assumed a third would cost her the job.“I don’t want to leave you short,” she said. “You gave me a chance.”I recognized the apology before she fini
Serafina’s POVClara was born on a rainy morning near the end of summer.There was nothing graceful about labor. I sweated, swore, gripped my mother’s hand, and told Helen several times that I had changed my mind about the entire process.Helen assured me I was not the first woman to say so.My father stayed outside with a bag he had packed three weeks earlier. It contained baby clothes, a blanket, two books, and enough food for a small expedition.No one needed to send for him.No one had to convince my mother to stay.When Clara finally cried, I made a sound that seemed to come from somewhere deeper than breath.Helen placed her against my chest.She was warm and furious, her little face scrunched with indignation. One hand opened against my skin, then closed again.“Hello,” I whispered.It was all I could manage.Ayla pressed close in my mind, quiet with wonder.For months, I had been afraid that every sharp pain, every frightened night, every moment I failed to protect myself would
Serafina’s POVThe first trial delivery nearly failed before a truck left the yard.Snow had closed the lower bridge overnight. The alternative road crossed a steep ridge, and the drivers wanted a decision before they loaded the medicine crates.For a moment, everyone looked toward the quartermaster.Then he looked at me.I had spent years making choices and letting Julian announce them. Standing in a room where people waited for my answer felt stranger than it should have.I spread the map across the table.“We don’t take the ridge.”“The pass adds four hours,” one driver said.“It does. But there’s a covered depot before the turn. We can divide the load there, keep the medicines warm, and use the smaller vehicles for the final stretch.”“The return cargo won’t be ready.”“Then we pay for an extra night rather than ask anyone to drive exhausted.”I recalculated the cost while they watched.We would make less on the trial. We would still cover wages and arrive safely.The quartermaster
Serafina’s POVMia’s case concluded a month later.The panel found that she had knowingly published false accusations and arranged the confrontation that led to my injuries. She received a custodial sentence and was ordered to pay restitution. The people who had assaulted me were held responsible for their own actions.The decision included an order barring further contact with me.I read the summary at my parents’ kitchen table.My mother waited until I finished before asking how I felt.“I thought I’d feel happier.”“Would you like to?”I considered that.“No. I think I’d like to stop thinking about her.”The criminal proceedings against the men responsible for the fire continued separately. I received updates through Vittorio, but I no longer checked for news every morning.The final document from Mia’s case was an application to make a personal apology before the contact restriction took effect.I declined the meeting.There was nothing I needed to ask her.Her statement came throu


















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