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Nalini The drive home felt like floating underwater.Silent, heavy, suffocating — the kind of silence that pressed on your chest until breathing itself became an effort.Timothy’s car hummed softly against the road, headlights slicing through the dusk. The only sound was the faint rhythm of the wipers brushing away the mist on the windshield. He hadn’t said a word since we got in, and I was grateful for that. My mind was a whirlwind of too many voices, too many faces — I didn’t need his sympathy or questions right now.I sat with my arms folded, staring out the window as the world blurred by. Trees, streetlights, people — all of it washed together like a painting someone left out in the rain. My reflection in the glass looked pale, tired, and smaller than I remembered.I’d always told myself I wanted a simple life. Quiet mornings. Predictable days. Peace. That was all I ever wanted. But apparently, peace was too much to ask for when the moon goddess decided to tie your soul to two Al

Nalini I didn’t sleep much the night before. My mind kept circling back to that quiet, perfect evening with Timothy — the way the moonlight fell across his face, how his smile made everything inside me still, like the world finally stopped spinning just to let me breathe. For a few hours, I forgot everything. Myron, Julie, the whispers, the chaos. It was just me and him, and for once, that was enough.Now, walking through the school gates with him by my side, I felt something new — something that felt suspiciously like resolve. I wanted peace, and Timothy brought that. He walked with that quiet confidence, his hand brushing against mine every now and then, and each accidental touch sent a small warmth through me. Students were already whispering — I could feel their eyes trailing over us, their thoughts loud even if no one dared speak them outright.Timothy didn’t seem to care. He was used to eyes on him. He only turned to me with that calm half-smile that somehow both steadied and u

Nalini I didn’t remember the walk home.One moment I was standing under the cold shadow of the courtyard, Myron’s voice still echoing in my head, and the next, I was moving through the streets on autopilot. Every step felt heavier than the last, like the world itself was pressing down on my shoulders.The air smelled of rain, though the sky hadn’t opened yet. I could feel it—the heaviness before the storm, the kind that mirrored the one brewing inside me.When I reached the small house I shared with the omegas, everything felt too still. Too quiet. The laughter that usually spilled out from inside seemed distant now. I hesitated by the door, trying to school my face into something normal before stepping in.Sara looked up from the kitchen the moment she saw me. Her hair was wrapped in a scarf, hands dusted with flour. “Nalini? You’re home early,” she said softly.I forced a smile that didn’t reach my eyes. “Yeah… classes ended sooner than I thought.”Her eyes narrowed a little. She w

Myron I didn’t touch the food.The silver cutlery gleamed in front of me, but every time I looked at it, I pictured driving the knife straight through the mask my father called a smile.The room was thick with tension — polite conversation floating over the table like smoke, pretending to disguise the stench of something rotten. Luna May laughed too loudly at something Gamma Lionel said, her eyes darting to my father for approval. June, beside her, was whispering to the red-haired girl sitting next to Timothy — Lucia.Now I remembered where I’d seen her. Perfect posture, porcelain skin, that calculating glint in her green eyes. The kind of girl my father would approve of — beautiful in a way that looked rehearsed, quiet in a way that reeked of training.She smiled at Timothy now, all grace and obedience. He forced a polite smile back, but his hand was clenched tight under the table.Julie’s hand still rested on mine. I wanted to shake her off, but not here. Not with everyone watching

Nalini I didn’t sleep.Not even a second.The night stretched endlessly, every breath reminding me of what I’d done. What we had done.By dawn, my pillow was still warm with tears I didn’t remember shedding. My lips still tingled, traitorous reminders of a moment that should never have happened. Every time I closed my eyes, I felt the heat of his hands, the hunger in that kiss, the way my entire body had betrayed me—leaning into him when I should have pushed him away.And worse than the memory was the guilt. The heavy, nauseating guilt that sat in my stomach like a stone.I’d broken my promise to myself. I’d sworn I would never be the weak, lovesick fool who let an Alpha’s whims dictate her world. But here I was—heart in tatters, blood singing for a man I couldn’t have.When dawn broke, I forced myself out of bed, splashed cold water on my face, and tied my hair back with trembling hands. The reflection that stared back from the cracked mirror wasn’t one I recognized.My eyes were re