LOGINLeander POVI left dinner before dessert. I just got up and walked away quietly. That is how I have been leaving things lately when my emotions get too much to handle.The air on the mountain was really cold after dark. It smelled like pine and snow from the cliffs above. There was smoke coming from the fire pits below the terrace. The stars looked amazing. They were so clear and close, it was like someone had thrown glitter across the sky. I walked out onto the stone terrace and put my hands on the railing.Behind me, I could hear the sounds of people laughing, music playing, and dishes clinking in the dining hall. It all sounded normal. My chest still felt tight because of the memories that I do not really remember. Because of the kitchen and the feeling of being safe. That feeling of being safe is what scared me the most. Because I have spent most of my life being controlled and respected and feared, but not safe.I closed my eyes for a second. The mark on my neck was pulsing stead
Avelin POVThe mountain at night felt almost like a dream.The cold air was moving softly through the pines surrounding the resort. Stars were stretching overhead, sharp and bright. They seemed to be painted in the sky.The dinner was outside on the terrace. It was lit by lamps and hanging lanterns. Long wooden tables filled the space. Candles were flickering between glasses and plates. Everything glowed warm against the mountain backdrop.It was beautiful. It also felt dangerous somehow.Nothing here felt connected to life anymore. The city was away. Work was distant. Even the version of myself that had survived carefully felt quieter up here.Maybe that was the problem.The bond had much room to breathe in the mountains. I could feel it constantly now. It was alive beneath my skin. It was pulling toward him whether I wanted it to or not.I sat beside Renlo near the middle of the table. Someone from legal was describing ski injuries across from us with energy. The finance department
Leander POVTeam-building exercises confirmed that corporate suffering could be organized with military precision.I stood near the front of the conference lodge at eight-thirty, watching fifty exhausted employees pretend enthusiasm over coffee and laminated activity packets. Outside, snow-covered mountains stretched beneath pale winter sunlight, pine trees swaying in the cold wind, smoke curling from distant cabins. A beautiful setting for a terrible purpose."Good morning, everyone," Elias announced beside me, with the specific cheerfulness of someone doing their job very thoroughly. "Today's activities are designed to strengthen collaboration, communication, and trust across departments."Several employees looked as if they would rather walk directly into the forest.Reasonable.I adjusted my cuffs and reviewed the schedule: group problem-solving, department integration, collaborative simulations. Efficient, structured, necessary. I was good at managing spaces like this. People mov
Avelin POVI woke up slowly. At first, I felt warm. Then I got confused. Then I became painfully aware of my surroundings.The bus had stopped. I could hear people talking quietly. I could hear bags being moved overhead. None of that mattered right away. This was because I was still leaning against Leander. My cheek was resting on his shoulder. His arm was curved behind my back. His fingers were lightly pressed against my sweater. It was as if he had been holding me there for hours.Which it turned out he had.My heart started beatingNext, I noticed the scent. It was cedarwood. It was air. It was warmth. It was a mate scent. It was safe. I had fallen asleep on him again. That was bad. My body had relaxed into him so much that for a second after waking up, every instinct I had told me to stay there a little longer.Leander moved slightly when he realized I was awake. I felt it away. His hand tightened slightly against my back. It wasn't possessive. It was protective. He was checking i
Leander POVI looked at him. "That would be unprofessional.""You," Elias said evenly, "spent two months rewriting the retreat logistics because you missed your Omega."A pause."That's unrelated," I said.Elias looked at me with the exhaustion of someone who had been having this conversation in various forms for longer than was reasonable."Leander," he said. I looked away. He was right. Again. I genuinely hated it when people did that.The bus curved sharply through the mountain road, and this time I heard Avelin pull in a quiet breath behind me, small and controlled, the sound of someone trying not to make a sound.Concern cut through everything else without ceremony.I turned before I had finished deciding to."Avelin?" I said.His eyes came up to mine immediately."I'm okay," he said softly, with the particular tone of someone who has decided they are fine and would like that to be the end of it. "Just a little carsick."That ended the discussion.I stood.The bus went noticeably
Leander POVThe company bus smelled like coffee, expensive perfume, and poor decisions.I stood outside for ten seconds before boarding, staring at the black luxury coach like it had personally offended me. Three days. Inside a mountain resort with Avelin. My control already felt fragile around him on a normal day, in a normal building, with thirty feet of professional distance between us.It's an excellent, fantastic idea, and mine, apparently.Elias appeared beside me, holding two coffees and wearing entirely too much amusement on his face for seven in the morning."You look like a man approaching his execution," he said pleasantly."I am," I said."You organized this retreat yourself.""I make mistakes sometimes."Elias snorted, handed me a coffee without sympathy, and climbed aboard ahead of me.Traitor.I inhaled slowly and followed him inside.The bus was already loud. Employees filled most of the seats, talking over each other with the particular energy of people who had been
Aveliin POVMorning should have felt lighter after the storm, but it didn’t. The sky had cleared, yet the air still carried the weight of what had just passed. Dampness clung to everything: the porch, the railings, the stones in the yard, residual evidence of the rain that refused to leave. Inside
Shen POVThe silence stretched between us, warm and fragile beneath the stars.“You’re very certain about things for someone who knows almost nothing about me.”A faint smile touched his lips. “I told you…I know the things that matter.”We sat there on the steps, the cold creeping in slowly as neit
Avelin POV That night, I don’t sleep. Not really. I stay close to him, one arm around his body, my hand resting over his chest, feeling his heartbeat, too fast, even in sleep. Even when he’s still. It’s as if his body senses something his mind has not yet caught up to. He begins muttering, initia
Avelin POVI found him on the floor at three in the morning. Not collapsed, not injured, just sitting with his back pressed against the wall beneath the window. His knees were drawn to his chest, and his forehead rested against them. I could see the tremors shaking through his body from the doorway







