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As the sun rose, the first thought that crossed Rose’s mind was to check on Isabella. She quickly freshened up and made her way to Isabella’s room.She knocked several times, waiting, but there was no response. Rose frowned, pressing her ear lightly to the door—silence. She guessed Isabella must still be asleep. It had been late when Ethan informed everyone that Killian had found her, and Rose had tried to stay awake to wait for them, but exhaustion had claimed her around dawn. Isabella must have been just as tired, maybe even more, after whatever she had gone through.With that thought, Rose decided not to disturb her sister-in-law. Let her rest for a while, she told herself softly before turning away.When she reached the breakfast table, she caught sight of Killian already heading out for morning training. Typical Alpha. She rolled her eyes but couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at her lips. No matter what, her brother never missed his duties—something that filled her with

Neither Rose nor Corbin had any idea that someone else was watching.Ethan had been heading out to fulfill his Beta duties when he caught sight of Rose walking out of the pack house with Corbin. He wasn’t free today—not even close. In fact, he was overloaded. Killian had assigned him patrol rotations, nightly reports, and supervision of the warrior shifts.But the second he saw Rose leaving with Corbin, something inside him snapped into motion.Without hesitation, he shifted his responsibilities through the mind-link, issuing sharp, efficient orders:‘You take the east patrol. Send me updates every twenty minutes.’‘You three handle the reports—don’t wait for me to return.’His warriors obeyed without question.Then Ethan followed Rose.Not because he was obligated. Not because someone asked him to. His feet simply moved on their own.He didn’t even remember when it started… only that every time Rose walked away, his instinct was to follow. To keep her in sight. To keep her safe.He

Her fingers were still tangled in his hair.“Then don’t stop,” she whispered.His eyes opened—stormy, full of agony and wanting.Then Ethan kissed her— not gently, not hesitantly— but like a man who had been wandering in the desert his entire life and had finally found water.His lips crashed onto hers with starved hunger. Rose gasped, and Ethan deepened the kiss instantly, his mouth moving over hers with desperate intensity. His lips brushed, pressed, claimed— tasting, learning, needing.He caught her lower lip between his teeth, tugging lightly.Rose moaned.The sound sent something wild through him.His hand slid to the back of her neck, angling her closer, deepening the kiss until there was no space between them. Her fingers wove into his hair, tugging him even closer, answering his urgency with her own.Ethan felt the world tilt.She tasted intoxicating—sweet and warm, like honey mixed with heat and danger. Like something forbidden that he should never have.He kissed her aga

She froze, startled by his tone, her lips forming a small pout. A frown creased her face.“You’re feeling like this because you’re drunk. You’ll regret it once you’re sober,” he said again, colder this time. He shoved his hands deep into the pockets of his jeans because he didn’t trust himself not to grab her again.“And you’re a jerk,” she snapped, irritation blazing in her eyes.“Rose, try to understand. This is just hormones. You’re emotional and drunk,” he tried to reason, his voice low and strained.“Oh yeah?” she challenged, then pointed directly at the rock-hard bulge straining against his jeans. “And what’s wrong with you? Are you also horny just because of hormones?”Shit.He grew even harder as her gaze lingered on him—hungry, curious, bold.She gasped when she noticed it too. His tight jeans were doing nothing to hide his erection.“Rose, stop being stubborn and come home.”Ethan kept his voice firm, fighting the overwhelming urge to take her right there and end the torturo

She flinched at the sound, her heart stuttering.He didn’t move any closer.He just stood there, rooted to the spot, his chest rising and falling in sharp, uneven breaths. He was angry?! The realization made her feel scared. She could see his wolf pushing at the surface, fighting for control—his jaw tight, his breathing ragged, every muscle pulled taut. She had seen him like this only when he was close to killing someone.Another wave of agony ripped through her, dragging a broken gasp from her throat. Her wolf whimpered inside her, calling out instinctively… calling for him. “Ah! K…Killian!”Killian crossed the room in an instant, the anger in his eyes shifting into something fierce and conflicted.She had forgotten everything—why she was angry at him, why they had fought last night, why she had shoved him out of the room. None of it existed in her mind anymore. The fire consuming her left no space for anger or pride.A trembling hand lifted toward him, instinctive and desperate,