Mag-log in** Leo’s POV **Last night proved a few things. The first is that midnight DIY sucks. The second is that there is definitely more to Poppy’s parents’ accident than they’d always believed, and the third is that Poppy absolutely needs the Mountain Ridge twins. None of us had missed how quickly her ou
** Bastian's POV **Poppy's lips part. Behind her, Alaric turns his head away, but not quickly enough to hide his smile. I ignore him.“What did you remember?”The change in Poppy is immediate. Her fingers tighten around mine.“The accident.”I have no idea what accident she is referring to, so I wa
** Bastian’s POV **She throws herself at me before I can think. One second she’s staring at me with tears swimming in her eyes, the next she’s there, hands gripping my shirt, her face buried against my chest as though I’m the only thing keeping her upright.My body locks. Every instinct screams at
“Stop! Don’t do this!” They can’t hear me, can’t feel my desperate attempts to stop this. I’m trapped inside the worst moment of my life with no way to change it. The world fractures around me, and for the briefest second, my mother’s fingertips brush mine. “Live, Poppy.” Then darkness explodes
** Poppy’s POV ** I blink against the darkness surrounding me. The cabin is gone. The smell of dinner. The warmth of the fire. The laughter in the kitchen. All of it has vanished. Instead, cold asphalt presses against my bare feet. I know this place. Not because I’ve seen it before, but because I’
“It seems our timing,” Leo says, looking between us, “is perfect.”“No, it’s terrible,” Alaric corrects flatly.“That depends on who you ask,” Jake shrugs.Alaric ignores him, turning back to the stove to flip the chicken with far too much focus.“So, what were you saying about defence lessons?” Leo
“Whoa, easy tiger,” Poppy laughs.“I’m not a tiger! I’m a…”“Hungry little soldier,” Ryder quickly cuts him off. “Meat feast is fine, thank you, Poppy.”She smiles, dropping into the chair next to Jax.Remy slides plates across the table, his movements careful and controlled. I know him well enough
Before I can ask what that means, Parker appears at my side, his hand warm on the small of my back. The contact is barely there, but it sends a ripple of heat down my spine.“Let them have their fun,” Parker says smoothly. “I’ll make sure you’re not lonely.”The way he says it makes my breath catch.
My heart swells so full it aches. “You did this… for me?”“For all of us,” Callen corrects gently, pressing a kiss to the side of my head.I let them guide me into the bed, the mattress sinking beneath our combined weight as, one by one, they wrap around me. Ryder and Callen sandwich me between them
Remy grumbles something I don’t catch, but I laugh anyway, though it comes out more like a sob.“Sorry,” I say again, embarrassed at how much of a mess I feel.“Stop apologising. You have nothing to be sorry for. You’re going to be up and down for a while, and that’s okay,” Ryder lifts my gaze up to







