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VivienneAirports always feel like limbo.Not here, not there. Just a place where lives are about to change, and nobody’s making eye contact long enough to see it happen.Alistair’s hand was small in mine, warm and solid. His other hand clutched his stuffed wolf—the one Daisy had given him—like the plane might not let him on without it. The ear was bent, the fur worn smooth in patches.We sat in those stiff blue plastic seats by the gate. Overhead, the intercom droned about boarding groups and delayed flights, a tinny hum that made everything feel slower than it should.I checked my phone.Nothing.No calls. No messages. Not even a “where are you?” or “wait for me.”Good.The boarding screen flashed Final Call – Flight 217. My heart didn’t race, but it didn’t slow either. I told myself it was just another step forward. One more crossing-off in my head: leave the pack house, leave the territory, leave everything.Alistair tilted his head against my arm. “Mommy?”“Mm?”“Will there be ic

DariusIt’s pathetic, isn’t it? Me, Alpha of the Moonshadow Pack, reduced to begging for scraps of her attention. And yet here I am, every word dragging out of me like a plea, not just for the sake of our son—though that’s the excuse I hide behind—but because I can’t stand the thought of her walking away again.“Darius, don’t take this long,” Vivienne hisses, her voice sharp but trembling, her eyes darting toward the terminal behind her. “You’re making me miss the flight—”Her suitcase handle creaks beneath her grip, like even the steel can feel her desperation to run.“And I won’t let that happen,” I cut her off, my hand shooting out, locking around her wrist with the kind of certainty that makes her gasp. I drag her against me, her soft body colliding with my chest, and the scent of her—the wild sweetness that has haunted me for years—slams into my lungs until I can barely breathe.Her lips part, ready to curse me, but I’m already leaning in, voice low and dangerous, curling against