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One hundred and twenty three

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last update Veröffentlichungsdatum: 18.03.2026 23:26:58
Lisa

The suitcase snapped shut. The latch caught with a click that echoed through the bedroom. My mom stared at the luggage. She looked ready to unpack it as she turned her head and looked at me with uncertainty.

“Do I look like I’m trying too hard?”

She had chosen a dress that fit her shape. Her hair was smooth. She had spent time on her face. She looked like a woman who felt alive.

“You need to get laid, Mom. That’s all this is.”

Her eyes flared wide. Her mouth dropped open. She reached out an
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  • TEMPORARY MATES, PERMANENT CRAVINGS    One hundred and eighty four

    Cameron POVI woke up clearer than I had all week. The pressure behind my eyes was gone. My thoughts had settled into a clean line I could follow without effort.Sunlight slipped through the curtains and laid pale bands across the floor. I stayed in bed for a while, staring at the ceiling while yesterday’s confrontation ran through my head again. The longer I thought about it, the more irritated I grew.Nadia crying, Franklin acting like I was at death’s door, and Alpha Kieran standing in my living room, talking about mind control and dominion like we were trapped inside some nightmare. Kieran irritated me most. He should have known better.If I was compromised, would I feel this steady?I got dressed and went downstairs. Coffee drifted in from the kitchen. One of the staff members greeted me with a bright smile, then hurried off to set the table for breakfast.Franklin was nowhere in sight. Luna Catherine, who had paid us a surprising visit that day, sat in the sitting room with a cu

  • TEMPORARY MATES, PERMANENT CRAVINGS    One hundred and eighty three

    Lisa POVI sat at the dining table, picking at a knot in the wood, but my hearing was tuned to the next room. My mother had insisted I stay put until Alpha Kieran and Dr. Harry finished their talk. She didn't want the stress of their conversation to weigh on me, but the silence was doing a better job of that.Nadia paced the length of the kitchen floor, her boots thudding against the tile. She didn't even look at the empty chairs. She raked her nails through her hair and spun on her heel, walking as if she were trying to outrun a ghost.My mother hovered near her, reaching out but not quite touching her shoulder.“Nothing is going to happen to your brother,” she said. “Alpha Kieran and the doctor are going to figure this out.”“That’s the script everyone is reading from,” Nadia snapped. She stopped and looked at the wall. “‘Nothing will happen’ while he sits in that house, refusing to believe he's drowning. Look where that lie has gotten us.”I pressed my palm against the curve of my

  • TEMPORARY MATES, PERMANENT CRAVINGS    One hundred and eighty two

    Cameron POVThe dream didn't feel like a hallucination. It had a realness to it, so sharp I could taste the fear on my tongue as my eyes snapped open.Lisa was on the ground. A pool of dark red spread out from her. Her lips moved, trying to form words I couldn't catch. I tried to lunge toward her, but my legs felt encased in lead. Something pinned me to the mattress, dragging me back.I fumbled for my phone on the nightstand. With a shaky thumb, I tapped out a message to Franklin.Check on Lisa. Make sure she’s safe. Call me.The phone glowed in my hand, but my focus began to slip almost immediately. A strange sensation moved through my skull. It wasn't exactly dizziness; it was a sudden break in the chain of my thoughts.I stared at the screen, dull confusion rising. Why had I even sent that?I blinked several times, trying to clear the mental cobwebs, but the world stayed soft at the edges. I stood up too fast, my knees nearly buckling. I stumbled to the bathroom sink and cranked th

  • TEMPORARY MATES, PERMANENT CRAVINGS    One hundred and eighty one

    Evangeline POVMy eyes locked onto Cameron’s. He wore a dark frown.“That sounds like your voice,” the counsel said, his lips curling into a smug line.“It is. But I never confided in Desmond,” I replied, keeping my back straight against the wood of the witness stand. “I warned him to keep Cameron’s name out of his mouth.”“About what, exactly?”“Desmond was already ruining his relationship. I told him not to drag us into the mess.”Desmond sank into his chair and watched me. A scoff escaped him.Bastard.“So you deny sharing any sensitive details?” the counsel asked.“I deny it,” I said. I tightened my grip on the edge of the railing. “I was dealing with my own crisis at the time.”“And what crisis was that?”“A private health issue.”A heavy silence followed.“You expect this court to believe that recording is unrelated to these charges? You used the specific words ‘Cameron’s infidelity.’”“I expect the court to understand how words are twisted,” I said. My voice didn’t waver. “Desm

  • TEMPORARY MATES, PERMANENT CRAVINGS    One hundred and eighty

    Evangeline POVNadia marched past the hallway with a ceramic bowl gripped in both hands. I shrunk behind the marble pillar, my heart hammering against my ribs as I watched her retreat. Within seconds, a sharp, biting scent of salts filled the air, cutting through the heavy smell of floor wax.She stood in the center of the living room and tilted the bowl. She began scattering white grains across the hardwood while her lips moved in a fast, rhythmic prayer. The salt lined the edges of the walls, gathered in the corners, and trailed a path toward the stairs.“What are you doing?” I asked. I stepped into the entrance, my voice echoing in the large room.“What does it look like?” She didn't look up. She let a handful of grains slip through her fingers before moving to the next corner.“Nadia, sweetie, you’re making a mess of the house,” I said. I forced my lips into a wide smile. “Since when did you believe in this superstitious stuff? You look ridiculous.”She stopped mid-motion. She tur

  • TEMPORARY MATES, PERMANENT CRAVINGS    One hundred and seventy nine

    Lisa POV“Should we even trust him?” my mom asked. Her eyes never left the window, tracking the car as it rolled toward the porch.“Mom, now you're being paranoid.”“I should be. For all we know, he could be part of it. He presents himself as honest, but that is exactly how they get close.”Her words left an oily feeling in my stomach.“We can't just throw accusations at everyone. We need to be sure. I have to believe he’s trying to help.”“I didn’t say he was one of them.”“You’re thinking it.”She didn’t answer. She pulled the curtain back a little further.“He wouldn’t be able to fool Cameron,” I said, “and definitely not Franklin.” The words sat between us. I heard the tremor of doubt in my own voice and hated how weak it sounded.Mom’s face fell into a mask of quiet sadness. “Cameron didn’t see through Evangeline either.”A knock at the door made her give me a pointed look to behave, then she headed for the foyer.The baby shifted low in my belly. It was like he was reading the s

  • TEMPORARY MATES, PERMANENT CRAVINGS    Sixty-Five

    LISA POVI climbed the stairs to my room and kept my eyes on the floor as I walked past the staff. Their voices dropped when I passed, but not enough to hide what they were saying. One of them laughed under her breath, and another muttered something about stealing someone else’s mate.I did not stop

  • TEMPORARY MATES, PERMANENT CRAVINGS    Sixty-Four

    LISAMy mother was adjusting to the hospital, though she had not settled into it yet. The room was private and spacious, with a window that opened toward the gardens and equipment arranged around the bed. Nurses came in at intervals to check on her and handle medications, moving with quiet efficienc

  • TEMPORARY MATES, PERMANENT CRAVINGS    Sixty-Three

    FRANKLINNadia leaned against the sink with the bathroom door locked while music blasted from the speaker on the counter. That clash of trumpets and drums swallowed everything, including the sound of my fist hitting the door again and again. I kept knocking until my knuckles stung, but she did not a

  • TEMPORARY MATES, PERMANENT CRAVINGS    Sixty-Two

    LISA POVI sat beside my mom at the clinic, watching her stare at the faded landscape painting on the wall. The sadness she carried broke my heart.“Susan Hartwell?” the nurse called.I helped my mother to her feet and guided her toward the doctor’s office. Her grip on my arm tightened as we walked.

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