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Nyah leaned across the table, her eyes locked on Thorne as she took her shot. Her hips swayed with the movement, her tongue caught between her teeth. The ball hit the rim of a cup, bounced, and dropped in.“Fuck,” Thorne muttered, chugging the drink without taking his gaze off her.That left both teams with only one cup each. The tension was thick now, not just from the game, but from the simmering heat rolling between mates and almost mates.Thorne lined up for his next throw, but Nyah was still at the end of the table, lips parted, chest rising and falling with each breath. He missed completely, the ball bouncing into nothing. Rafe laughed so hard he nearly fell off the booth.Aria stepped up next. Her balance was a little shaky, the alcohol humming through

Morning light spilled faintly through the curtains, soft and golden, catching in strands of Aria’s hair as she stirred. Her head rested on Kieran’s chest, her fingers over the inked lines across his skin. His heartbeat was steady beneath her cheek, grounding, protective.For a moment, she just lay there, watching him. His face looked softer in sleep, all the harshness and dominance smoothed into something almost boyish. She swallowed, her chest tightening. He was beautiful like this. Peaceful. Hers.Without thinking, she shifted closer, her lips brushing over his. It was meant to be light, a stolen kiss he’d never know about. But his eyes flicked open instantly, searing blue and gold locking onto her.“Aria,” he rasped, voice heavy with sleep.Before she could retreat, his arms tightened around her, rolling her easily on top of him. The movement pressed her hips against his, against the thick, hard length straining beneath the thin fabric of his shorts. Her breath hitched, and his lip

The SUV purred down the road, windows tinted, two more vehicles following close behind. Aria sat tucked between Kieran’s sister, Lyra, and his mother, Isolde. Isolde looked like she belonged in a glossy magazine, oversized sunglasses, a silk scarf tied neatly at her throat, gold bangles chiming when she gestured. Lyra, on the other hand, was all restless energy, tapping her foot, already scrolling through shops she wanted to hit.Aria felt… out of place. She smoothed her simple summer dress again, still haunted by the memory of Kieran’s growl when his brother had dared to touch her. Now she was sandwiched between the women of his family, heading into a world of luxury boutiques she had no business belonging to.When they pulled up outside the first boutique, one of the pack security detail, hulking in his black suit, handed Aria a sleek black

The house smelled of lemon and rosemary, the small comforts Mira always seemed to summon, when Aria padded into the bedroom with her shopping bag still in her hand. Soft afternoon light slid through the curtains and fell warm across the bed, making the dust motes dance like tiny planets. For a ridiculous, disorienting second she felt like a woman who belonged in a life that had once been only a daytime dream, candles on a dinner table, laughter spilling into the night, a family who had soaked her in kindness.Mira’s voice had been gentle and proud when she’d greeted them downstairs, Kieran’s mother had fussed over the older woman in a way that made Aria’s chest ache. Lyra had hugged Mira like she was a favorite aunt. The family had been effusive, a little extravagant, but wholly sincere. When Isolde explained Mira had been with them for years, that she was “practically family,” Mira had gone pink and muttered something self effacing before accepting another of Isolde’s effusive compl

They stayed tangled in bed long after the sun had dipped low, the air warm and lazy between them. Kieran stroked his fingers down Aria’s arm, trailing goosebumps in his wake as she nestled her cheek against his chest. His steady heartbeat grounded her, the rise and fall of his breathing a rhythm she was coming to crave.“How was your day with my mum and Lyra?” he asked softly, voice deepened by relaxation, though his eyes glowed faintly when he looked at her.Aria smiled, pressing a kiss just above his sternum. “It was… really nice. You have a lovely family, Kieran. And Lyra—” she laughed lightly, “I already know I’ll love her. She’s impossible not to.”Something in his gaze softened, sparking with a rare boyish gleam. “She’s crazy half the time, but I wouldn’t change he