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Meanwhile, Aiden stood outside Cassia’s door and exhaled slowly, his chest rising and falling like he was trying to keep himself in check. His gaze drifted around the quiet apartment complex, but his mind never left her. He couldn’t walk away…not this time. If Cassia refused to come with him to the pack house, then he’d plant himself right here, outside her door, and become her shield.I failed her once, he thought grimly, I failed her and Eva. I will not fail her again.He lowered himself into his car, leaning back against the seat, eyes scanning every shadow like a sentry on duty. The Alpha of Red Moon Pack reduced to a guard dog, but he didn’t care. For Cassia, he’d do it.Inside, Cassia had tucked Arthur into bed and lingered a moment to kiss his forehead. Only when his breathing turned even did she retreat to her own room. She lay down, staring at the ceiling, her body exhausted but her mind refusing rest. Images kept flashing before her eyes…the confrontation, the truth about So

Why did I let him in? Why did I wash his clothes? What is wrong with you, Cassia? she asked herself, confusion thick in her voice as she stared at the hanger one last time.She left the laundry room and headed back to her bedroom. Curling on the bed, she tried to force herself to sleep, but it refused to come. Instead, Aiden’s presence burned through her thoughts, twisting her chest with an ache that felt like torture.Regret pressed down on her. I should never have let him inside. Never.He’s going to be uncomfortable. At least give him a duvet and pillow, a voice inside whispered. She groaned aloud, annoyed with herself, but the guilt won.Dragging herself to her feet, she grabbed a duvet and a pillowcase, clutching them as if they might shield her from what she was really doing. Then she walked downstairs.When she reached the living room, she froze. Aiden was sitting on the couch, shirtless, his broad shoulders slumped as he stared into nothing. His face was shadowed, haunted, as

Did you really ask him to stay because of Arthur, or because of you? A tiny voice whispered in Cassia’s mind. She clenched her eyes shut, forcing the thought out, and slowly drifted into sleep.Morning came swiftly. Cassia and Aiden lay side by side with Arthur nestled safely in the middle. They looked almost like a perfect family, peaceful, unbothered, whole. The morning sun filtered through the window, brightening the room with soft light.Arthur’s eyes fluttered open. He rubbed them lazily and glanced to his sides, finding both his mother and Alpha Aiden still fast asleep. His lips curled into a small smile. Carefully, he slipped out of bed, not wanting to disturb them, and padded quietly downstairs.In the kitchen, his stomach gave a little growl. He didn’t want to wake his mom, so he scanned the counter until he spotted a few apples. He washed one, then carried it to the dining room and sat down.As he chewed thoughtfully, his mind wandered to the secret he shared with James. The

Meanwhile, Aiden’s car screeched to a halt in front of the hospital. He shoved the door open and strode inside, his shoulders tense, his jaw locked. His steps carried him down the hallway until he reached Ethan’s ward.James was already there, standing guard.“Hey, man. Where have you been?” James asked, eyeing him.“Amelia’s…”James raised a brow. “Did you spend the night at her house?”“Yeah…” Aiden muttered, his voice low, almost defensive.James blinked in surprise, but before he could push further, Aiden cut in. “How’s Ethan?” He pushed the door open and stepped inside.The sight before him made his chest clench. His little boy lay pale and fragile on the bed, machines surrounding him, keeping his breaths steady. Ethan looked drained, as if life itself was slipping from him. Aiden’s throat tightened as he pulled a chair closer and sat by his son’s side, his hand hovering, almost afraid to touch him.James studied him quietly. He knew how deeply Aiden loved Ethan. Even though he’d

“We need to talk, Amelia…” Aiden said firmly, his grip tightening on her arms.Cassia glared at him, confusion flashing across her eyes. What had gotten into him? What did he mean? Her mind instantly jumped to Arthur. Had he found out? Did he somehow know the truth that Arthur was his son? Fear and worry clouded her face before she quickly masked it with a hard stare.“Let go of my arms,” she snapped, jerking her hands out of his grasp and giving him a deadly glare. People passing by in the hallway turned their heads, curious eyes landing on them.“Stay away from me, Aiden,” she hissed through gritted teeth before storming away toward her office.Aiden clenched his fists and followed close behind. Cassia entered her office, but before she could slam the door shut, he slipped in and closed it behind him.“You can’t keep running from me, Amelia,” he said, voice rough with restrained anger. “How long did you plan on hiding the truth? Did you really think I wouldn’t find out?”His tone ma