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Quick but honest update: exams start next week, and I need to fully focus, so updates will pause until August 1st.
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DAMIANāS POVI checked my watch. Four minutes since the last time I looked.The sun was going down behind the western hills. The whole compound turned gold. Guards walked the perimeter. Staff came in and out of the main doors with papers under their arms. Just a normal evening at Shadow Moon.My sister hung up on me eleven hours ago. The secret I kept for three years came out this morning. I havenāt touched the reports on my desk since. I put off two meetings. I canceled a third.Drake leaned against the front porch with his arms folded. David stood a few feet away. His face had no color. His eyes stayed on the gate. We spent all day in my office trying to figure out what to say to her. We found nothing. There was nothing to find.āYouāve been pacing for twenty minutes,ā Drake said.āI know.āāYouāll wear a hole in the pavement.āāIām not worried about her yelling at me.āāI know youāre not.āāIām worried sheāll never call me big brother again.āDrake had nothing to say. Heās had an a
BENJAMINāS POVShadow Moon was less than an hour away. I kept my eyes on the road the whole drive, but I didnāt really see any of it.The trees, the sky, the gray asphalt stretching out in front of the car ā none of it registered. The only thing I could see was a small face Iād spent three years trying to forget.The last time I saw my son, he was four years old. Small. Scared. About to find out exactly what his father thought of him.He wasnāt sick yet. Heād been healthy right up until that night. A loud kid who laughed too much, asked too many questions, and followed his mother around the house like a shadow.I destroyed him with four words.I never wanted him.I didnāt know he was in the hallway. I didnāt see him standing there in his pajamas, holding that wooden wolf, listening to every word. I didnāt see his face fall apart or watch him turn and run.Alice saw all of it.She was looking past me before I even finished talking. When I turned to see what she was looking at, her face
ALICEāS POVThe phone slipped out of my hand and hit the desk. I didnāt hear it land. All I heard was my brotherās voice on the other end.āYes. Lucian is alive. Heās safe. Heās here and heās fine. Heās been fine this whole timeāāMy legs gave out. Benjamin caught me before I hit the floor. He held on tight. I could feel his hands, but nothing else.He got me into the chair by the window and crouched in front of me.āAlice.āāHe said yes,ā I said. My voice didnāt sound like mine. āI asked him straight out and he said yes.āāI heard him.āāHe said Lucian is alive.āāI know. I heard the whole thing.āI still had the file clutched against my chest. The clock on his desk ticked loud in the quiet room.Then the crying hit me all at once. I couldnāt get a full breath.āMy son,ā I managed. āMy baby is alive.āI laughed in the middle of the sobs. The sound scared me. It didnāt sound human. Then the laugh broke into more crying and I just let it happen.āThree years, Benjamin. Three birthdays.
Damianās POVI had the phone to my ear before the second ring. I was smiling, because for two days Iāve known my sister is finally coming home.āAliceāā I started but her voice caught me off.She didnāt say hello. Her voice was low and breaking at the edges.āIs my son Lucian alive?āEverything in me stopped. Three years of keeping one secret, gone in five words. I couldnāt find a lie anywhere in my head to put in front of it. I wouldnāt have used one even if I could.āYes.ā The word came out too fast, rougher than I meant. āLucian is alive. Heās safe. Heās here and heās fine and heās been fine forāāThe line went dead. I took the phone away from my ear and looked at it for a minute more, trying to figure out what just happened āDamn,ā I said, to nobody. Not because I was angry. I never once wanted her to find out like that. I wanted her to come home so we can finally talk but I guess thatās not happening again.There was a knock. The door opened before I answered it. Drake came in a
Damianās POV I lied to my sister about her son. Itās cost me sleep every night for three years.The office was dark. The warm cup of coffee next to me had gone cold an hour ago. Outside the window, the training field out east was empty. In front of me was a folder Iāve only opened maybe four times since the day Lucian was discharged from the hospital.I closed my eyes and let the memory pull me towards everything that happened that nightI was driving back from a border meeting when I saw a woman down on the gravel holding a little boy. My wolf already knew who she was from fifty yards away.My sister Alice.I hit the brakes so hard the car spun on the dark road. She was already screaming before I got the door open.āSomebody help me! My son canāt breathe!āLucian was four at the time. His lips were blue. His skin was burning hot through his shirt. His breathing came in short, rough scrapes with a rattle underneath.āWhat happened?ā I got down on the gravel beside her.āHe collapsed
Aliceās POV The staff on the door already knew. News like that moves through a compound faster than smoke.Benjamin was in his study.Neither of us said anything at first. It wasnāt awkward. It was the other kindāwhere both people have way too much to say and no idea how to start.āSo,ā he said. āThis is goodbye then.āāMy brothers have waited three years for me to come home. Theyāve been patient about it. Theyāre out of patience.āHe crossed the room toward me slow.āIs there anything at all that would make you stay?āI already had the answer ready and still needed a second to get it out.āMy place is with my family, Benjamin. Theyāve lost enough already.āāAliceāāāAnd Blue Moon doesnāt need me now. Youāve got Morwen. Sheās ready. Iāve left her everything I know.āāI disagree with the first half of that.ā He stopped a few feet away. āThe pack still needs you.āHe waited a beat. āSo do I.āThe confession wasnāt romantic. It was honest. Raw. And coming late.My eyes filled with tears.
ALICEāS POVThe days that followed had a rhythm I didnāt trust.Benjamin came every morning. He actually sat at the table ā something I still hadnāt gotten used to ā and ate whatever I put in front of him. He returned every evening and stayed until Lucianās eyes drifted shut.Four mornings in a row
ALICEāS 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
Aliceās POV"What?""Is this your new plan? To trap me again?" Benjaminās voice dripped with contempt. "Did you run out of tricks, Alice? Is faking our sonās terminal illness really the best you could come up with?"I couldnāt breathe. The hospital hallway seemed to close in around me, the walls pr
ALICEāS POVThe Blue Moon Festival was Lucianās idea of heaven and my four-year plan of endurance.Heād been talking about it for weeksāthe lanterns, the fireworks, the honey cakes from the booth near the stage. When heād asked, heād pressed both hands together like he was praying, eyes wide, and I







