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Chapter 29

Author: Mara Quill
last update publish date: 2026-09-27 22:55:26

Isabella POV

"You can't just keep avoiding this conversation, sweetie."

My mom's voice came through the phone tight with the specific kind of patience that meant she was two sentences away from losing it entirely. I sat cross-legged on my bed, staring at the ceiling instead of at anything real.

"I'm not avoiding it. I'm just... thinking."

"You've been thinking for three weeks. The flight's in twelve days, Bells. I need to know if you're coming home for good or just for a visit."

"I don't know
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  • THE LYCAN PRINCE OF WESTSIDE EDEN    Chapter 29

    Isabella POV "You can't just keep avoiding this conversation, sweetie."My mom's voice came through the phone tight with the specific kind of patience that meant she was two sentences away from losing it entirely. I sat cross-legged on my bed, staring at the ceiling instead of at anything real."I'm not avoiding it. I'm just... thinking.""You've been thinking for three weeks. The flight's in twelve days, Bells. I need to know if you're coming home for good or just for a visit.""I don't know yet.""That's not really an answer anymore." She sighed, and I could picture her exactly, standing in our old kitchen with one hand on her hip, the same way she always stood when a conversation was about to get real. "I know things with your dad have been better. I'm glad, genuinely. But better isn't the same as fixed, and I need you to think really carefully about whether staying there is actually good for you, or if it's just... comfortable, right now, in a way that feels good but isn't.""It'

  • THE LYCAN PRINCE OF WESTSIDE EDEN    Chapter 28

    Isabella POV He looked like he hadn't slept in days.I spotted him at his locker before first period, shoulders hunched in a way I'd never seen from him, dark circles under his eyes so pronounced they looked almost bruised. Whatever had happened after that phone call yesterday, it had clearly cost him something."Hey." I approached carefully, the way you'd approach something wounded. "You disappeared yesterday. You never texted back.""I've been busy." His voice was flat, exhausted, none of the usual careful control behind it... just tired, all the way through."Busy doing what? Aiden, you looked terrified when you left. I've been worried.""You don't need to worry about me.""That's not really something you get to decide for me." I kept my voice gentle despite the frustration underneath it, watching him flinch slightly at the words. "What happened?""I can't talk about it.""You keep saying that.""Because it keeps being true." He finally looked at me, and whatever exhaustion had be

  • THE LYCAN PRINCE OF WESTSIDE EDEN    Chapter 27

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  • THE LYCAN PRINCE OF WESTSIDE EDEN    Chapter 24

    Isabella"Who was he?"Jacob didn't look up from his coffee. "Who was who?""Don't." I sat down across from him at the kitchen table, the same table he'd been hunched over at midnight with a box of old photographs. "The guy in the picture. Your friend. I want a real answer this time, not 'nobody' and not 'old friend, doesn't matter.'""Bells, it really doesn't matter.""It mattered enough that you spent half the night going through a box of old photos and then locked every window in the house afterward." I kept my voice steady, even though my hands weren't. "That's not nothing, Dad."He set his mug down slowly, and for a second I actually thought he might tell me... the same flicker of almost-honesty I'd seen from him before, right at the edge of breaking through."He was someone I knew a long time ago," he said finally. "Before you were born. It's ancient history. It has nothing to do with your life.""Then why did seeing James yesterday make you look like you'd seen a ghost?""I did

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