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-Willow-I glanced between Carter and Cain at breakfast. Neither of them had touched much of their food, but at least they hadn’t started the day with a shot. They chose coffee this time, yet they sipped it slowly, mostly staring into the depths of their mugs. I looked at Henry, who shrugged, clearly unsure how to help, but then he focused on Carter.“Should I call my brother?” he suggested.“I don’t think I want more people involved,” Carter groaned, leaning forward and rubbing his eyes.“I don’t think we can avoid having people involved. If Weston is going to be temporary king, then the truth will definitely come out,” Cain said.“Oh Goddess. The world is going to know we are bastard children,” he sighed.“Bastard,” Cain corrected.“What?”“Not bastard children. We are the children of a bastard,” he said, and the two of them began chuckling over the ridiculous little joke.I rolled my eyes, then turned to Cain and shoved his food closer to him. “You need to eat,” I told him.He reach

-Willow-Carter and Cain were growing closer by the day. I had always known the brothers shared a strong bond, but my connection to both had created a rift between them. However, as time passed, it seemed that rift was healing. I watched as they went on morning and evening runs together, returning with laughter and playful shoves. Their conversations became more animated, a sign they were slowly emerging from their grief.As I gazed out the window early one morning and saw them coming back, I couldn’t help but smile. They had only two weeks left before the demanded space was lifted, and I knew they couldn’t avoid seeing Weston at the party tonight. But for now, I cherished these moments of camaraderie between them.I waited by the window until Cain returned to our room, sweaty and in high spirits. When he stepped inside, he froze, his eyes slowly trailing down my body, taking in the sheer robe I wore, which I hadn’t tied. The fabric hung open at the front, exposing my slight bump, the

-Willow-I was confused as to why Cain had left me on the dance floor, so I quickly made my way to a secluded corner where Nick and Henry found me, positioning themselves on either side as if to protect me. The sight made me smile, and I shook my head slightly.“Let me guess: while I didn’t hear Carter and Cain tell you not to take your eyes off me, they did, didn’t they?” I teased.“Something like that,” Nick admitted, a small smile crossing his face. I returned the gesture, but our moment was soon interrupted as the king took his place on a small stage further away, capturing everyone’s attention.I wasn’t surprised that speeches were being made tonight, but it was still early, and I was intrigued to hear what the king had to say.“Is it a welcome speech?” I mused aloud, glancing at the two betas, who shrugged in response.“Everyone,” the king called, and the room quieted down as all eyes turned toward him. He offered a charming smile, and in that moment, I noticed how much he resemb

-Willow-Once we returned to the party, we mingled again, and his happy demeanor seemed to draw people in rather than keep them at a distance. However, he wasn’t overly interested in chatting with anyone else. He kept touching me and kissing me, making sure I felt warm and loved. On our way home, we settled in the backseat with me on his lap, and he kept whispering filthy things in my ear.“Cain!” I giggled as he slipped his hand into my dress, right at the split between my breasts.I pushed his hand away, giving him a mock scolding look, but it was clear he couldn’t help himself. He continued to tease me with promises of what he would do to me once we got home.“You two are making me sick,” Carter called from the front seat.“Sorry!” I called back.“Don’t apologize to him. We’re the ones who’ll be vomiting when he finds his mate,” Cain teased before lavishing my neck with kisses, making my skin feel like it was on fire.I knew we were being a bit over the top, but I couldn’t help it.

-Cain-A storm was brewing outside, lightning piercing the sky and casting an eerie glow that made everything look like a scene from a horror movie. It wasn’t until it grew dark and too dangerous to be outside that I finally returned to my pack house. The entire place was asleep, the silence punctuated only by the soft tapping of my bare feet on the floor as I made my way to the bedroom.I gently opened the door, peeking inside to see Willow curled up on the bed, fast asleep. The sight of her always calmed me, but I felt a twinge of guilt for scaring her earlier. She had never truly seen my angry side or the things I was capable of, and I didn’t want her to. Therefore, I hesitated, uncertain whether she would welcome me into bed.But then, Willow began to stir, our bond clearly alerting her to my presence. She blinked open her eyes and turned on the lamp beside the bed.“Cain?” she whispered.I remained silent, lingering in the doorway. She looked at me with a sad expression before an