LOGINAnd then it was just us. Our family. I picked up Arianna while Tristan got Adrian, and we carried them upstairs to their nursery. The room had been redecorated twice as they'd grown—first to accommodate their crawling, then again when they started pulling up on furniture. Now it was a mix of cribs
Chapter 214 Athena I looked at Adrian in my arms, then at Arianna in Tristan's. They'd grown so much—both walking now (well, Arianna walked, Adrian preferred to crawl at high speed). Both babbling constantly in their own twin language that we couldn't quite decipher. Both showing more personality
Chapter 213 Athena The backyard was full of chaos—the beautiful, loud, messy kind of chaos that came from having a joint first birthday party for twins. I stood on the back porch, watching the scene unfold before me with a smile that felt permanently fixed on my face. Colorful balloons bobbed
Chapter 212 "Mama's sorry," I soothed, bouncing her gently. "But we need to figure this out before you touch any more plants, okay?" "Can I see?" Lily asked, pushing past the adults to get closer to the plant. "Wow, it's so pretty! And it smells good too." She was right. The plant was giving off
Chapter 211 Athena "The plant," I said, knowing I wasn't making sense but unable to form coherent thoughts. "The dying plant in the living room. She touched it. Tristan, she touched it and it came back to life." Silence. All three men just stared at me. "What?" Orion finally asked. "The plant
Chapter 210 Athena Six months. Six months since Adrian and Arianna had come home from the NICU, and I still sometimes woke up in the middle of the night to check that they were breathing. The monitors helped, their steady beeping had become the soundtrack of our lives, but the fear never comple
There's something therapeutic about making order from chaos, about taking scattered information and turning it into something coherent and useful. Each completed task feels like a small victory against the darkness that's been consuming me. My phone buzzes with a text from Tristan: *How's the first
Chapter 19 The next morning, I wake up feeling like I might crawl out of my own skin. I'm restless, irritated, completely on edge from the lack of... well, release. My body still hums from yesterday's dream, aching for something I can't have. Every time I thought I had a moment alone to take care
Chapter 8 Daxon? Right beside me? My heart feels like it stops completely. The world around me seems to tilt, and for a moment, I can't think straight. How did he find me? I thought I was safe down here, hidden away from everything that haunts me. But somehow, he's followed me. He always finds
Chapter 13 My wolf had never stirred for Daxon, not the way she had for Tristan. But I'd convinced myself that the frantic flutter of my heart around him was enough, that the way he made me feel special and chosen was love. How wrong I'd been. "And?" Tristan's voice is carefully controlled, but I







