LOGINHis mouth twitches slightly, but he doesn’t quite smile.“Good,” he says.Good? I stare at him.“That’s not an answer.”“No,” he agrees. “It isn’t, but you also didn’t ask a question.”My hands clench at my sides, which is more Leo’s style than mine. I force them to relax.“Ronnie…”“When something
** Jake’s POV **That baby should have died. The thought swirls in my mind, no matter how many times I try to push it aside. I’ve seen enough births to know the difference between a close call and a miracle. That wasn’t a close call; it was impossible.I stand at the end of the bed, watching as the
“Poppy,” Jake’s voice calls, softer than before.I glance over at him. He’s watching me now.A flicker of unease slides through me.“Yeah?” I call back, forcing a small smile.His gaze narrows slightly, as if he’s trying to piece something together that doesn’t quite fit.“Are you sure you’re okay?”
Jake watches me closely.“I’m fine,” I insist, before he can say anything. I know he doesn’t fully believe me, but he doesn’t argue.We step out into the corridor together, and I hear a few voices drift in the distance. “Jake,” Leo says quietly beside me. “What’s going on?”Jake exhales slowly as
** Poppy’s POV **Spending my first night after completing the mate bond back in the clinic was not on my bingo card, but here we are. I wake up stiff. Like I slept too heavy for too long. Jake and Leo insisted we spend the night here, which makes no sense. Yes, I had a bit of a funny turn, but I r
The baby cries a second later, strong, clear, alive. Relief floods the room. I hand the baby to my assistant, who quickly runs through checks before passing him to Mum.My chest tightens at the sight, but it’s tainted by an uneasy feeling, because I just witnessed a miracle, and in my experience, th
I nod, still not sure if I can speak back to him through the mind link or even how to try. The bond hums between us, carrying his emotions, his unspoken apology for doing this now, like this.His gaze softens, just for a second, before he pokes his head up, out of the ditch. He freezes, listening, t
** Paige’s POV **The grip on me is like iron restraints. One arm bands across my ribs, pinning my arms, the other pressing a warm hand over my mouth so tightly I can barely breathe.I kick and twist, but whoever’s holding me is bigger and stronger. Unnaturally strong. A wolf for sure. Hopefully, on
** Paige’s POV ** The house falls quiet again after Ryder’s words. His gaze is steady on me, as though he is trying to memorise the exact shape of my face. I swallow, the weight of what we’d just talked about still sitting heavy in my chest. “Alright,” he says softly, shifting in his seat. “Let’
I whimper at the loss, but before I can fully react, he shifts lower. His hands gripping my thighs and his hot mouth closing over my p*ssy as his tongue slides over my clit. I see stars. The sensation sends me soaring, and I clamp a hand over my mouth to muffle the scream I can’t contain as he licks







