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135: True abilities
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2026-07-25 05:28:38
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My Step Daddy’s Holimate 135: True abilities
WREN’S POVI asked him to stay after the visit ended. He looked startled by the request, glancing toward the door like he expected me to change my mind before he’d even fully processed it. You want me to stay?” He tilted his head, his skin has tanned some more. “I want to try something.” I gestured toward the chair across from mine, my heart already pounding with the weight of what I was about to attempt. “Sit. Please.”He sat, careful and perplexed watching me with an expression that mixed hope with genuine confusion.“Victor’s told you about what I can do now. The ability and what it means.” I started toying with my fingers. “He mentioned something. I didn’t fully understand the specifics.”“I sense the gap” I said quietly, “between what someone says and what their wolf actually feels underneath it. Truth and performance and whether they align or not.” I held his gaze gathering the courage for what I was about to ask. “I want to use it on you. Fully this time. Not by accident, th
My Step Daddy’s Holimate 134: Small moments
WREN’S POVI sat in the nursery that night after he’d left, Violet finally asleep and found myself doing something I hadn’t let myself do in weeks. Actually counting the moments. Not the claiming or the kneeling or the speech in the sitting room that I’d held at careful arm’s length for so long. The small ones. The ones I’d been filing away without admitting I was keeping score at all. The formula, for one.I’d mentioned once in passing, exhausted and barely paying attention to my own words. That the clinic’s usual brand had been out of stock for a week and Violet hated the substitute. Three days later a case of the correct brand appeared outside my door with no note attached. I haven’t asked how he’d found out. Camille had let it slip weeks later that he’d called four different suppliers across two territories until he found one still carrying it. He’d never mentioned it himself. Never used it as evidence in his own favor. I’d only known because I paid attention.Then there was the
My Step Daddy’s Holimate 133: Da-da
WREN’S POVI started allowing supervised visits twice a week, careful hour long windows where Ronan could sit with Violet under my direct watch. I never left alone with her or given more than exactly what I’d decided he’d earned so far. He never pushed for more.That alone had done more to soften my guard than anything else these past weeks. He simply arrived on schedule, sat wherever I indicated and gave Violet his complete, undivided attention for the full hour without once glancing toward me with any expectation beyond what I’d already offered.Today he sat on the nursery floor, his large frame folded awkwardly to accommodate the low height of the space. A soft rattle in his hand that he shook gently while Violet watched with the intense, unfocused concentration of a two-month-old encountering something fascinating for the first time.“You’re getting better at that,” I said from my chair near the window, watching him.“At rattles?” A small, surprised smile crossed his face. “High p
My Step Daddy’s Holimate 132: Painful night
RONAN’S POVIts been three weeks of proximity without touch. Conversation without closeness and watching her walk past me in corridors with that careful, guarded composure that told me exactly nothing about what she actually felt. Fox had stopped being patient sometime around week two.He paced constantly now, a low continuous ache that lived somewhere behind my sternum and never fully quieted not during training or during the manual labor I threw myself into at the clinic. Heck not even during the few hours of restless sleep I managed most nights.“She’s right there. Right there and we’re doing nothing” he growled, for what felt like the thousandth time tonight.Standing at the window of the small cottage Victor had given me, staring out at lights still burning in the main pack house where I knew with absolute certainty that she was awake too. “We’re doing exactly what she asked us to do.” I told him“It’s not enough. It’s never going to be enough. She’s never going to let us back i
My Step Daddy’s Holimate 131: Piper's letter
WREN’S POVThe letter arrived addressed to both of us which was somehow more unsettling than if it had come to only one. Victor brought it to me himself, his expression unusually careful as he set the cream envelope on the small table between us in his study. I noticed his nostrils flare slightly the moment the letter came within range, something flickering across his face too quick to fully read. Was that posessivenes inside his eyes or something else?“This came for you and Ronan” he said, his voice carrying a strange tightness. “I already sent word to have him join us.”“What’s wrong?” I asked, watching him more closely now.“Nothing.” He said it too fast, his jaw working slightly. “The letter simply carries an unusual scent. That’s all.”I didn’t push though something about his sudden stiffness made me file the reaction away for later. Like someone trying to suppress a bond. Ronan arrived within minutes, glancing between Victor’s carefully controlled expression and the envelope w
My Step Daddy’s Holimate 130: Powers
WREN’S POVVictor started training me slowly, careful about it in a way that reminded me he’d clearly thought this through long before he ever explained it to me directly.“Start small” he said, the two of us standing in his study three days after our first conversation. “Someone you already know well. See if you can feel the difference between what they’re saying and what’s underneath it without pushing too hard.”Camille volunteered without hesitation, settling into the chair across from me with the particular enthusiasm she brought to most things.“Ask me something. Anything. I’ll try to lie a little so you have something to actually sense.”“That feels unnecessarily complicated.”“It’s science, Wren. Ask me something.”I studied her for a moment trying to focus the way Victor had instructed, less like actively searching and more like simply listening to a frequency I’d been ignoring my entire life.“Are you happy here?” I asked.“Absolutely,” Camille said, her voice bright and con
My Step Daddy’s Holimate 10: Kneading
WREN’S POV Alpha Ronan’s fingers slid from my jaw, trailing down the column of my throat like a whisper, his touch igniting sparks beneath my skin. My pulse raced wildly and I swore he could feel it, the way his thumb brushed over the base of my neck, lingering just above his mark. “L
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WREN. The sun was high when I decided to leave the cabin. The air was warm and sticky and for once I wanted nothing more than to feel the sea against my skin. I told Ronan I was going for a swim nothing more than that. He didn’t argue and he just gave me one of those long looks that always makes m
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