MasukKrista *The weight of Jacob’s words lingered, settling deep in my chest and stealing the breath I wanted to fire back at him. I opened my mouth to demand he say whatever it was he had come here for and leave, but the exhaustion hit me like a wave. Before I could give him a reply, he quickly adds, “You look tired Krista. Why don’t we have this conversation tomorrow, when we’re both well rested?”I pinched the bridge of my nose, trying to will the tension away but my body felt heavy and my mind felt cluttered. The idea of listening to him or anyone else speak at length right now just seemed like a cruel punishment. I hated that he had read me so easily, that he could still see the fatigue I tried to mask.“Fine,” I muttered, more to myself than to him. The weight of his stare pressed against my back as I turned slightly, nodding toward the path leading back to the cottage. “We’ll talk tomorrow. But don’t get too comfortable, Jacob. I still want you and your team out of her as soon as
Krista*As I led Jacob away from the cottage and deeper into the woods, the disbelief settled in like a weight pressing against my chest. How could this be real? After all this time, after everything, Jacob was here. Somehow, the universe had decided that now—now—was the time to thrust him back into my life.When I’d first heard his voice, shouting my name when the hooded men had first attacked, I’d thought I was hallucinating. It had been so long since I’d even allowed myself to think about him, let alone imagine hearing him again. Yet there he was, flesh and blood, his footsteps heavy on the ground as he followed me deeper into the forest.I couldn’t bring myself to look back at him. The air between us was charged, and every step I took felt like walking a tightrope, balancing between fury and something else…something unwelcome.He smelled the same as he always had, that familiar blend of pinewood and leather. The scent was maddening, triggering memories I’d buried long ago. There
Jacob*“Just an observation,” I added.Before she could fire back, I turned my attention to Krista, my tone shifting to something more serious. “Krista, we need to talk,” I said, the words coming out more like an order than a request. “And I’d prefer we do it now.”Krista’s eyes flicked to me, her expression guarded. For a moment, she didn’t respond, and I could see the hesitation in her gaze.Kenan growled low in his throat, his protective instincts flaring as he took a step closer to her. “She doesn’t owe you anything,” he snapped.I turned my head slowly to face him, letting the weight of my authority settle into my voice. “This isn’t about what she owes me,” I said coldly. “It’s about what needs to be done.”Kenan’s anger was clear to see, his hackles practically rising as he turned his glare on me. “This isn’t your pack grounds,” he said, his voice edged with barely restrained fury. “You don’t get to bark orders at her like that.”I squared my shoulders, letting his words wash o
Jacob ***For a moment, my mind was filled with all the memories Krista must have made with this uncouth wolf standing in front of me, the love she must have poured on him. The intimate moments they must have shared. It was as if the air had become thinner around me as I drowned in disbelief.But I couldn’t let this Kenan see how deeply his words had rattled me. I forced myself to scoff, plastering a derisive smirk on my face even though my wolf was making a mournful sound in the recesses of my mind, filling my ears with low growls.“Her being your wife doesn’t change anything,” I said coolly, tilting my head to look him with disdain. “After all, she was my mate before she was ever your wife. There’s business between Krista and me that needs to be addressed. Whether you like it or not.”Kenan’s jaw tightened, his nostrils flaring as his body became tense after hearing my words. A flash of something dangerous crossed his face, but before he could reply, the sound of footsteps drew bot
Jacob*“Krista!” I roared, my voice tearing through the forest as I leapt from the tree. My warriors followed instantly, their movements swift and instinctive.Krista froze for a fraction of a second, her eyes wide with shock, but the man reacted faster. He spun, shielding her and the boy with his body. The arrow struck him in the shoulder, and he staggered but didn’t fall, his grip on Luke firm. Krista screamed as if the arrow had hit her as she reached for him. “Kenan!”Chaos erupted.The hooded men sprang into action, drawing weapons as they charged toward the cottage. My warriors hit the ground running, blocking the attackers before they could reach Krista. The clash of steel against steel filled the air, mingling with growls and snarls as my wolves shifted mid-stride.I didn’t stop to shift. My focus was on Krista.She was pulling the man toward the cottage, her hands steady even though her eyes were wet as she tried to help him while keeping Luke safe. The boy was crying now,
Jacob*Krista’s voice was lighter than I remembered, as if the weight of the world had lifted from her shoulders. And then she laughed.The sound hit me like a punch to the gut. It was so familiar, yet so different. Softer. Happier.My wolf snarled, its jealousy surging again. “We should be the one making her laugh.”I forced him into silence once more, but the damage was done. My heart was a battlefield of conflicting emotions.I gritted my teeth, the realization sinking in. She had made a life for herself here, away from me, away from the pack. She had found peace.But peace wouldn’t last. Not now.The voices continued, and I focused on them, trying to make out more of the conversation. The man’s tone was warm, affectionate, as if he belonged here with her. As if this was his place, too.My wolf growled again, the sound low and feral. “Enough waiting. We’re here. Take her. Now.”I clenched my jaw, fighting down the urge to listen to him. “Not yet,” I muttered under my breath, my vo







