MasukThe Choice He Had to Leave to MeAARONThe office felt too quiet after Lena left. I could still hear our argument, especially when she had asked whether I thought she couldn't control herself. I had meant to warn her about the danger. Instead, I had made it sound as though I expected her to obey me.My demon wolf wanted me to find her, bring her back to the estate, and keep her where I could see her. Each time I looked toward the door, it pushed harder.I stayed at my desk.Lena had walked away because she needed room to think. Sending a warrior after her or following her myself would turn that choice into another thing she had to fight for. I wasn't going to do that.My advisors were still in the office. One had spread the territorial maps across the table, while another checked which deliveries could be redirected before the restrictions took effect.“We need a legal route that doesn't depend on the council's approval,” I said.“We can negotiate temporary passage with the eastern
The Power I Wanted to UseLENAThe first report arrived before breakfast. A supply truck had been turned back at a crossing controlled by a family enforcing the council’s restrictions. The driver had been told to apply for permission before trying again.By noon, two more deliveries had been delayed. A warehouse supervisor said his staff didn't know whether their shifts would continue, while a patrol captain reported that his warriors had been forced to take a longer route back to the estate. They were paying for a decision made by people who had never met them.I read the reports in Aaron's office. The council had not completed its formal vote, yet its allies were already treating the proposed restrictions as though they were in force.“How long can we keep the deliveries moving this way?” I asked.Aaron looked over the schedule. “Some routes can be changed. Others depend on access we may lose completely.”“And the employees?”“We'll pay them for the shifts they can't work while we
Partners by ChoiceLENAThe council notice was still open on Aaron’s phone when we arrived at the meeting hall. The restrictions had not been approved, but families were already discussing how they would vote. Gary’s claims about my bloodline were being repeated as fact, and Aaron’s refusal to distance himself from me was being treated as proof that he could no longer lead.“I want to speak before they close the discussion,” I told Aaron.He looked at the notice again. “They may try to turn it into another argument about your abilities.”“They're already doing that. I can't stop them from asking questions, but I can stop them from pretending I haven't answered.”Aaron nodded. “I'll be beside you, not in front of you.”We entered the main hall together. Younger Alphas and business representatives had gathered near the front, while older families sat closest to the council table. A few people who had heard my previous address nodded; others avoided my eyes.I asked to speak before th
The Cost of Our ChoiceAARONThe council's announcement followed us out of the meeting hall. By the time we reached the car, my advisors were listing the routes and agreements at risk.“We need the full proposal before making changes,” I told them. “List every route that depends on those territories, including the smaller packs using our supply network.”One of my senior advisors opened his tablet. “The restrictions could affect three distribution centres, and two transport routes cross land controlled by Gary’s supporters. If they close access, we may have to use the eastern territories.”“That will add days to some deliveries,” another advisor said. “And the eastern packs don't have the capacity to take all the traffic.”I asked them to calculate the extra costs, identify affected contracts, and check how the restrictions might affect warriors moving between the estate and our outlying properties.“That is another problem,” the senior advisor said. “If access is limited, some patrol
The Wife They Called His WeaknessLENAGary’s statement had spread through the Alpha network before Aaron and I reached home. Every version carried the same claim: I had used my bloodline to control my husband, and Aaron was now too attached to me to govern properly.I read one post twice, then put my phone down.“He's turning your decision into proof that you can't think for yourself,” I said.Aaron removed his jacket. “That's what he wants people to believe.”“And he's making it about me. If I hadn't been there, he'd have found another reason to question you.”“He would have. But we don't have to let him choose how we respond.”“I could confront him. Make him explain these claims in front of the families he's been whispering to.”“And give him the personal argument he's trying to create?”“He is attacking our marriage.”“He is attacking both of us,” Aaron said. “Some families are asking whether I can govern without being influenced. Let them hear from you and judge what you actually
The Alliance That Demanded a LieAARONMarcus Vale did not wait for an answer. He walked farther into the study and took the chair opposite mine, as if the meeting had already been agreed upon.Lena remained beside me. My demon wolf reacted to the way Marcus had spoken about her, but I kept my hands at my sides.“You want me to distance the Krane family from my wife,” I said.“I want you to make a public distinction between your family and her bloodline,” Marcus replied. “You can remain married. No one is asking you to abandon her. But the Krane name must not be tied to whatever emerges from her abilities.”“That sounds like a distinction designed to fool people.”“It is a practical measure. Gary has made her a target, and several families are afraid of what she might become. If you continue standing beside her without qualification, they'll assume you share responsibility for anything she does.”Lena stepped forward. “Perhaps they should ask me what I intend to do instead of deciding







