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Kaia's POV

Killian came to me nine days before the ceremony with a question I had not expected.

We were in the map room reviewing the latest border intelligence, the slow work of tracking Vane's movements after the ridge defeat, when he set down the report he was reading and said, "What do you want the ceremony to look like?"

I looked at him. "You're asking me."

"Of course I'm asking you," he said. "It's your ceremony as much as mine. More, arguably. You're the one who has been working toward t
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  • The Alpha's Forbidden Plus-Size Mate    Epilogue

    PILOGUE — Ten Years Laterkaia's POVOn a Saturday morning in late spring, Asha came to find me at the school.She was ten years old and had been training formally since she was seven, which was the age she had decided she was ready and had presented her case to me with the specific organized precision of someone who had grown up watching Pella build arguments and had absorbed the method entirely. I had said yes because she was ready and because I had learned from Pella that telling someone they were ready before they had convinced themselves they were did not work, and by seven Asha had convinced herself thoroughly.She found me at the fence of the original training ground, the one that had started everything, watching the Saturday morning free session where students came without a formal curriculum and worked on whatever they were working on. There were forty-three students in the school's current cohort, which was the largest it had ever been, and on Saturday mornings a good third

  • The Alpha's Forbidden Plus-Size Mate    110

    Kaia's POVThe last night of the year I could not sleep.Not from worry, not from anything unresolved. The specific wakefulness of someone whose life is so full that the body sometimes cannot hold it all in sleep and has to be awake to contain it properly.Killian was asleep beside me, deeply and completely, the way he slept when nothing had been left unfinished. Asha was asleep in her cradle with the committed quality she brought to sleep in the long stretches she had been doing for the past two months, the deep even breathing that I had stopped holding my breath around.I got up quietly and wrapped myself in the thick wool I kept at the end of the bed for exactly this kind of waking, and I picked up Asha, who stirred and then settled against my chest without fully waking, and I went out into the cold.The night was the specific clear cold of the year's last night, the sky enormous above the territory, more stars visible than in any other season because the air had no weight of warmt

  • The Alpha's Forbidden Plus-Size Mate    109

    Kaia's POVOn an afternoon in late autumn Rhea asked me to come to the garden for what she called a conversation and what turned out to be the last formal thing she taught me, meaning the last time she sat me down with the specific intention of giving me something I needed to have.The garden was going to its winter state. The plants cut back and the beds covered and the stone bench cold enough that we kept our jackets on. The sky was flat and grey with the quality of late autumn that was not unpleasant but was honest, the season not pretending to be anything other than what it was.She looked at me for a long moment when we sat down and I let her look, because Rhea's looking was never idle and always arrived somewhere."I want to say some things to you directly," she said. "Not because you don't know them. Because I want you to have them from me, in your own memory, said in this garden where most of the important things between us have been said.""Say them," I said."You did everyth

  • The Alpha's Forbidden Plus-Size Mate    108

    Kaia's POVKillian finished the first map room notebook on a Wednesday in late autumn and came home with the closed notebook in his hand and set it on the kitchen table between us and we both looked at it for a moment.It was full. Two years of specific moments, written down before the edges could blur, the whole record of everything since the Bond Test held in the careful hand he used for things that mattered."Get another one tonight," I said."I was going to," he replied. "I wanted to tell you first. I wanted someone else to know that the first one is finished."I picked it up. The leather was already worn at the corners from two years of being taken out and put back, the pages dense with the close writing he used when he had a great deal to fit in. I could not read it from outside, just felt the weight of it, the specific heft of a record that had been kept faithfully."Does it have the Wednesday teas?" I asked."Several of them," he said. "Different ones for different reasons.""

  • The Alpha's Forbidden Plus-Size Mate    107

    Killian's POVThe correspondence notebook reached twenty packs on a Thursday afternoon and Pella told me about it in the most Pella way available, which was to set the open notebook on the map room table without preamble when she came to collect the quarterly reporting documents, point to the new entry, and wait.I looked at the twentieth pack. Looked at the page before it, the nineteenth. Looked at the full sweep of the notebook, the neat columns and the open questions sections and the status summaries she maintained at the back."Twenty packs," I said."Twenty-three wolves actively training," she replied. "Fourteen in packs with established infrastructure. Nine in packs where the designation updates have happened but nothing's been built yet.""You track the gap between policy and practice," I said."The gap is where the work is," she answered, with the plain certainty of someone who had spent two years corresponding with wolves who lived in the gap. "Updating a record without chang

  • The Alpha's Forbidden Plus-Size Mate    106

    Kaia's POVThe third autumn since the Bond Test arrived the way Silver Moon's autumns always arrived, without asking permission, the territory waking up one morning gold at the edges and the temperature carrying something different in it, not cold yet but the memory of cold, the season reminding everything that it was coming.Asha was four months old and had recently discovered that her hands belonged to her.This was taking up most of her available attention. She held them in front of her face with the absorbed concentration of a researcher who has identified a subject of genuine interest and intends to understand it fully, turning them in the light, bringing them together, attempting with the specific effortful precision of someone learning a new language to move one finger independently of the others. She had been at this for four days and showed no sign of losing interest. I had been watching her do it for four days and I also had not lost interest, which told me something about t

  • The Alpha's Forbidden Plus-Size Mate    one

    Kaia’s POV.The scent of damp earth and pine needles always felt like a second skin, but today, it was choked out by the metallic tang of sweat and the bruised ego of a warrior twice my size.I shifted my weight, feeling the familiar, power in my thighs. People in the Silver Moon pack saw "plus-siz

  • The Alpha's Forbidden Plus-Size Mate    five

    Kaia's POVPain was information.That was the first thing I had taught myself, in the years of training alone in the dark. When you hurt, you didn't panic. You listened. Pain told you where you were damaged and how badly, what you could still use and what you needed to protect. Pain was data, and d

  • The Alpha's Forbidden Plus-Size Mate    Four

    Killian's POVI had spent six years at war. I had learned to read a battlefield the way other men read maps — calmly, without the luxury of feeling. You looked at what was happening. You calculated. You acted. Feeling came later, in the dark, when there was nothing left to do about it.That was the

  • The Alpha's Forbidden Plus-Size Mate    three

    The kiss didn’t just taste like rebellion; it tasted like an ending.When Killian’s lips finally parted from mine, He was still hovering over me, his weight a delicious, grounding pressure that my wolf was currently purring for—a sound I hadn’t known she was capable of making.He looked down at me,

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