LOGINALICE'S POVThree days after Benjamin, Lucian and I got back to Blue Moon, I was sleeping across the hall from my son.The first time I came home, I stayed in the pack doctor's quarters and kept my distance from Benjamin's house. This time I moved into my old room right next to Lucian's. Benjamin and I had agreed to try again. We both remembered every bad year we had together, but we decided to try anyway.The council met on our second day back. Lisa was executed that same day and buried next to her daughter, Lily. Nobody in the pack mourned her. Nobody gave a speech, brought flowers, or stood around to remember her. By the next morning, people had already stopped talking about it and gone back to their normal day.I expected to feel triumph or rage, but all I felt was tired. Then I saw Lucian eating breakfast with jam on his chin, and that tired feeling just moved out of the way because I was so grateful he was here.That afternoon we decorated his room. Benjamin and I were supposed
Benjamin's POVThe footsteps outside my bedroom door were so quiet that I almost thought they were just the house making normal night sounds. But my wolf heard them first. He went completely still, and I felt a low warning in my chest. There was a light step, then a pause, and then another step. Someone was trying very hard not to make noise.I put my phone down and stood up.When I opened the door, Lucian was standing in the hallway. He was barefoot and pale. His pajamas were twisted at the waist, and his hair was sticking up on one side. He was holding his wooden wolf tightly against his chest.He looked at me and then looked down at the floor. "Dad? Are you awake?""Yes," I said. I stepped to the side and held the door open. "Come in, son."He stood there for a second and then walked into the room. A few weeks ago he had asked me if I could teach him how to stop believing he was a mistake. I had told him to come to me whenever that thought came back. I told him he could come to any
BENJAMIN'S POVThe pack was already waiting when our car drove through the gates of Blue Moon.I expected only a few people to be curious, maybe a wave from the guards. Instead, warriors and families stood along both sides of the driveway. They tried to hide how excited they were, but they failed. Someone had tied blue ribbons to the fence. Kids stood on their toes behind their parents, trying to look through the car windows.Lucian pressed both of his hands against the glass. "Are they all here for me?""They missed you," I told him as I parked next to the front steps.He suddenly became shy. A minute earlier he had been asking for ice cream, but now he smoothed his shirt and checked his hair in the window. Alice looked at me from the passenger seat and squeezed my arm.I opened Lucian's door, and the crowd cheered. He pulled back against the seat."You can say hello to everyone a little at a time," Alice told him as she walked around the car to stand next to me. "Nobody is leaving."
ALICE’S POVThe first morning without any guard reporting trouble should have felt normal, but it didn't.I woke up before the sun came up and just lay there listening, waiting for a phone to ring or for boots to run down the hall. The house stayed quiet the whole time. Nobody called Benjamin away, and nobody told us we had to keep Lucian inside.Lucian's bag sat open on the desk chair. He had already packed three shirts, two pairs of socks, his wooden wolf, and so many soccer cards that the zipper almost couldn't close. He kept putting things in and taking them back out again, and he frowned at the pile every few minutes like he was worried he might forget something important.Benjamin leaned against the bedroom door frame. He was already dressed and just watching Lucian.Lucian smiled at him and then got serious. "If I take my stuff to Blue Moon, does that mean I won't live here anymore?"I stopped folding the clothes. Benjamin walked in and sat down on the edge of the bed next to
JOHN’S POVClara's message came in while I was staring at a report I had no plan to finish.Coffee? My treat this time. I promise to keep the cups upright.I read it twice. My first thought was to say no. I was tired. I still had supplies to count, calls to return, and plenty of reasons to stay in my room.But then I remembered laughing with her in that hallway when coffee spilled all over the floor. Being around her had felt easy, and that easy feeling scared me more than any report.I picked the phone back up and typed a reply before I could change my mind.Coffee sounds good. I'll try not to knock over your files this time.Her answer came right away.I'll bring fewer files. Can't promise fewer cups.I smiled at the screen like a fool. I closed the laptop, changed out of the shirt I had worn all day, and went downstairs before I talked myself out of going.* * *Clara was already waiting outside the small café near the estate offices. She held up two paper cups when she saw me."Lo
ALICE'S POVI waited until Benjamin took Lucian outside. Then I asked Damian, David, and Drake to sit down with me.The three of them looked at each other and followed me into the small sitting room. Damian closed the door behind us. David sat in the chair by the window, and Drake sat down on the sofa while carefully holding his healing side.For weeks we had always been busy with something more urgent. We had to deal with Lisa, the attacks, Lucian's safety, and where he was going to live. The house was quiet now, and none of us had any excuse left to avoid this talk."I need to talk about the years you let me believe my son was dead," I said.David looked down at the floor. Drake picked at a seam on the arm of the sofa. Damian kept looking at me and waited for me to continue."I know why you did it," I told them. "The doctors said Lucian had almost no chance of living. You thought he was going to die, and you thought telling me the truth would make me lose him twice."Damian's should
ALICE’S POVThe days that followed had a rhythm I didn’t trust.Benjamin came every morning. He actually sat at the table — something I still hadn’t gotten used to — and ate whatever I put in front of him. He returned every evening and stayed until Lucian’s eyes drifted shut.Four mornings in a row
Alice’s POV"What?""Is this your new plan? To trap me again?" Benjamin’s voice dripped with contempt. "Did you run out of tricks, Alice? Is faking our son’s terminal illness really the best you could come up with?"I couldn’t breathe. The hospital hallway seemed to close in around me, the walls pr
ALICE’S POVI hadn't slept. I'd counted his breaths instead.It had been four hours since Lucian collapsed at breakfast. Four hours since I’d screamed loud enough to wake every wolf on our floor of the western wing. Now the monitors did the counting for me — soft, steady, mechanical as my son slept
ALICE’S POVBy the time I walked into the hospital room, I had composed myself completely. My face was set.Lucian was awake, sitting up in bed. His face brightened the moment he saw me."Mommy. You came back.""I came back." I lifted him into my arms. He smelled like baby shampoo, antiseptic, and







