LOGININKAI woke up to voices. Loud, urgent, overlapping voices that made my head pound like a drum.I tried to open my eyes but they felt glued shut. My whole body ached, like I’d been through a war I didn’t remember fighting.I managed to crack my eyes open."She's awake," Seth said, trying way too hard to sound calm.Hunter’s face appeared right in front of mine, with intense eyes. "Inka. Can you hear me? Are you hurt?" His hands were already scanning my body, checking for injuries with that clinical alpha efficiency.I tried to speak but my throat felt like I’d swallowed sand. I croaked out, "Water."Zane disappeared and came back in seconds with a glass. He helped me sit up carefully. That’s when I finally saw myself, drowning in an oversized men’s shirt that definitely wasn’t mine, soaked in blood. My arms, hands, hair, even my face… everything was caked in dried blood.Panic slammed into me. "What....whose blood—" I snatched the glass with shaky hands and gulped it down. "What th
Seth's POV I was in the living room when Zane walked in, checking his watch with that precise movement that meant he was running on schedule and expected everyone else to do the same. "Where's Inka? Training starts now."I looked up from my phone where I'd been reviewing pack security protocols."Haven't seen her. Assumed she was in her room." Hunter appeared from his office, tablet in hand, clearly in the middle of something work-related. "She's probably still upstairs. Go check."I headed up the stairs and knocked on her door. "Inka? Training time with Zane." No answer. I knocked again, louder this time. Still nothing. I tried the handle and found it unlocked. The room was empty. I checked the bathroom, closet, even the balcony. She wasn't there. "Not in her room." I shrugged.Hunter's frown deepened. "Check outside. Maybe she's getting some air after this morning."We spread out across the property. I took the training field, Hunter checked the lake shore, Zane searched the g
INKA’S POV Twenty minutes later I forced myself up, changed into clean clothes, wrapped the bandage tighter around my arm, and grabbed my jacket. I needed air. Space. Anything but their fucking pitying faces and half-assed excuses. Not running away, just getting the hell out of that suffocating house before I screamed. Nobody saw me slip out the back door. I started walking toward the woods, then broke into a run. Human legs. Human lungs burning. Arm screaming with every pump. I didn’t care. I ran until my legs gave out and I collapsed against a massive tree deep in the forest where no one could find me. Then I let it all out. Screaming. Sobbing. Punching the tree with my good hand until my knuckles split and bled. Ugly, broken sounds tearing out of me while the mate bond yanked at my chest like a goddamn leash, telling me to crawl back to the triplets even after they made it crystal clear they didn’t want me. I screamed until my throat was raw and my voice was gone. I
INKA'S POV I sat there on the bathroom floor trying to clean my wound and thinking about how quickly everything had fallen apart. The knock on the door made me freeze. "Inka. Let me see your arm. Please." Hunter's voice, sounding strained and guilty, but I couldn't deal with him right now. I couldn't look at his face without seeing him standing over me this morning with cold eyes while he pushed me past my limits. "Go fucking away," I said, my voice hoarse from crying. "You need medical attention. That cut needs stitches." He tried the doorknob but I'd locked it. "I said go away!" I shouted, pressing the towel harder against my arm as fresh blood seeped through. There was silence for a long moment, then his footsteps retreating down the hallway. Five minutes later, different footsteps approached. Seth. "Inka. I know you're angry. But you need to let someone look at that." His voice was soft, almost pleading, but still had that careful distance to it. That professional boun
INKA'S POV The anger I'd been swallowing all morning finally erupted. "A little discomfort? I've been training for two hours straight without a break! I'm exhausted!""And you think enemies will wait for you to take a break?" Hunter's voice was ice. "You think they'll go easy on you because you're tired? This is what being Luna means, Inka. Pushing past exhaustion. Past pain. Past your limits. If you can't handle it, maybe everyone's right about you.""Everyone? You mean you and Victoria?" The words were out before I could stop them.Hunter's expression went dark. "This has nothing to do with Victoria.""Doesn't it? Because last night in your room—" I started but Hunter cut me off."Last night has nothing to do with your training. Now get your guard up and try again before I decide this is a waste of my time." He moved into attack position and I raised my aching arms, blinking sweat and tears from my eyes. I was so tired I could barely see straight. So angry I wanted to scream. But I
INKA'S POV I woke up to hard, agressive knock on my door. "Training starts in ten minutes. Don't be late." It is Hunter's voice. Cold. Flat. Then footsteps walking away.I looked at my phone. 5:50 AM. The sun wasn't even up yet. My body ached from not sleeping, from crying half the night, from the emotional exhaustion of watching Victoria almost kiss Hunter and not knowing if he'd pushed her away or pulled her closer. But I dragged myself out of bed anyway because what choice did I have?Professional boundaries, just like Seth had said. Training only. So that's what this was. Just training.I threw on workout clothes, pulled my hair into a ponytail, and went downstairs. The house was still dark and quiet. Hunter was already outside on the training field behind the house when I got there. He stood with his arms crossed, face hard and unreadable. The bandage on his temple from his fight with Seth was gone, replaced by an angry purple bruise. He looked like he'd slept as poorly as
INKA'S POV Cessy storms off, finally. The cafeteria is still buzzing with whispers, phones still recording, but I can barely process any of it. My hands are shaking. Hunter sits back down, immediately pulling me against his side. "Breathe, baby." "She's just jealous," Zane says, voice tight. "J
INKA'S POV Pre-cum shone on the tip. His chest rose and fell hard. “Inka…” he whispered, voice cracked. “Fuck… I’m sorry, baby…” Guilt twisted sharper inside me. Heat pooled between my legs at the same time. I pushed the door open wider. It creaked. Seth’s eyes snapped open. Golden. Wild. His h
INKA'S POV Seth’s face went pale, but his cock visibly strained against his pants. “Hunter, come on—” "So tonight you get to watch us take care of our mate while your cock aches and you can’t do a damn thing about it. No joining. No touching her. Just fucking watch.” I should have felt guilty
INKA'S POV Dr. Martinez finally let me go after two days. The triplets were waiting in the hallway. Hunter moved first, like always. His fingers slid into my hair, gently tucking a stray strand behind my ear. Then his thumb traced my jaw before dragging slowly across my bottom lip. “Hey, baby,”







