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XARION'S POV"She didn't put a spell on me, Dad," I snap, my voice rising now. "And I'm not irrational. I know exactly what I'm doing.”"Do you?" My father fires back. "Because from where I'm standing, you're throwing away everything we've built. For what? A woman you divorced four years ago?""She's the mother of my children," I retort firmly. "And she's the one I want to be with. I'm going to fix what happened between us.”"Fix it?" he repeats in disbelief. Then he adjusts his posture, crossing his arms. "Why would you want to fix it? You did the right thing by letting her go.""No, I didn't. I hurt her. I pushed her away. And I've regretted it every single day since."He lets out a bitter laugh, shaking his head. "You're unbelievable. Where's the Alpha I raised? The Alpha who thinks with his brain, not his heart?""That Alpha's still here," I say coldly. "But he's done letting you control his life."Dad's expression hardens, and I can see the anger radiating off him. "You're feelin

MEGAN'S POVThe tension in the air right now is so palpable I could choke on it.Xarion and Vance are locked in a stare-off, both standing tall, shoulders squared, jaws firm.Neither one of them is backing down, and I can feel the dominance rolling off them in waves.Davidson's phone rings, breaking the silence.He glances at the screen and winces. "Uh… sorry, guys. I have to take this. Give me two minutes."He steps away with his phone already pressed to his ear, leaving the three of us standing in the most uncomfortable silence of my life.Great. Just great.I cross my arms, switching my weight from one foot to the other. This is a disaster.“So,” Xarion's the first to speak, his tone deceptively calm. "Vance Stone. Alpha of Shadowcrest Pack. Impressive resume."Vance cocks his head slightly, his expression neutral but his eyes razor-steady. "Thank you. I've heard quite a bit about you too, Alpha Xarion.""Have you?" Xarion arches a brow. "Funny. I haven't heard much about you at a

MEGAN'S POVThe moment I step outside the building, I'm hit by the afternoon air, cool and brisk against my heated skin.People are milling about, some chatting near the entrance, others heading toward the parking lot. A few look my way, and I wonder if they overheard the confrontation inside or if I just look as unsettled as I feel.I clench the bouquet Vance gave me a little tighter, the stems pressing into my palm. My hand's trembling slightly, but I force it to steady.Get it together, Megan.I spot Caitlin standing by my car with her tablet wedged under her arm. She perks up when she sees me.I shove the heaviness in my chest down to my legs and walk toward her confidently."Ms. Pierce," Caitlin greets softly, her eyes scanning my face with concern. "Are you alright?""I'm fine," I reply smoothly, my voice steady despite the chaos inside me.She doesn't press, and I'm grateful for that. She simply nods and opens the car door for me.I hop into the backseat, setting the bouquet c

XARION'S POVThe words hit me like a punch to the gut, and I glare at Andrew.But he doesn't back down."You want the truth, Xarion?" Andrew continues, his tone steady. "Vance showed up when you weren't there. He protected Megan. He protected your kids. And now she's giving him a chance because he's proven he's worth it.""And I haven't?" I finish bitterly."Not yet," Andrew says. "But that doesn't mean you can't."I let out a harsh laugh, shaking my head. "How? How am I supposed to compete with someone like him? She looks at him like he's a damn saint. And when she looks at me, all I see is hatred.""Which you deserve," Andrew points out bluntly.I scowl at him, but he just raises his shoulders. “What?”"I'm not going to lie to you, Xarion. You messed up. You hurt her. And she has every right to be angry. But sitting here, drinking and wallowing in self-pity, isn't going to change anything.""Then what am I supposed to do?" I demand, my voice cracking slightly. "She's going on a date

MEGAN'S POVThe letter arrived this morning.An official summons from the Arkon Werewolf Council of Elders, delivered by a courier in a clean-cut uniform who looked like he'd rather be anywhere else.I stared at the embossed seal on the envelope for a full minute before opening it, my stomach twisting with unease.‘Ms. Megan Pierce, you are hereby summoned to appear before the Council of Elders at 2:00 PM today to discuss matters concerning your children and their welfare.’My blood ran cold.Matters concerning my children?What the hell does that mean?I showed the letter to Caitlin, who immediately looked concerned.“The Council doesn't typically get involved in personal family matters,” I said. “Not unless…”“Not unless someone influential filed a formal complaint or petition,” Caitlin finished for me, her expression tightening.A complaint. About me. About my kids.My hands wavered a little as I folded the letter and tucked it back into the envelope.Someone's coming for my childr