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Lupari Two days after the catastrophic wedding, Linda’s car pulled into the pack hospital’s parking lot. She looked pale, dressed in simple dark clothes, and moved like a ghost.She avoided eye contact with everyone, the guilt of her actions weighing heavily on her.She followed the silent, respectful mortuary workers as they wheeled Chase’s covered body from her vehicle onto a gurney and towards the cold, clinical mortuary wing.Unable to bear the sight of her dead son—or the betrayal she had committed against him—Linda turned and fled.As she hurried into the elevator and down the hallway, about to leave the hospital, she bumped into someone.“Linda! Goodness, are you alright?” Harold steadied her with gentle hands. He smiled warmly, unaware of her torment. “I’m so sorry I missed the big day. How was the wedding? I bet it was beautiful! How’s the new Luna? What about Chase and your other daughter Lyra?” His tone was light, hopeful, expecting happy news.Linda looked up at him. Her

LupariAs soon as Richard left, Fabian almost went after him, but stopped himself. He understood the pain his son carried.Even though he had hated Lyra, losing a child was something he would never wish on anyone.Humans take months—sometimes years—to move on. But wolves? Wolves carry the scars forever.And now his son, who had only just returned from death by some miracle, was crushed under the weight of losing two children.Fredrick sat in silence, unable to process what he had just heard. It felt unreal, like someone was narrating a tragic tale to him rather than truth.How could Richard lose two children at once? Not just any children—one was his heir.Since the earthquake that shook the pack, from losing the Alpha to suddenly regaining him, it had been one misfortune after another. Where could Richard even begin to recover from this?Martha stood nearby, her hand covering her mouth in shock when she’d heard the words Richard lost his two kids. Chase—she had watched him grow from

LyraI stirred awake to the soft glow of the bulbs shining down. My head felt heavy because of the wide thoughts I had yesterday. I stretched lazily, only to freeze when I noticed a figure seated at the edge of my bed.My heart leapt to my throat."Uncle?" I whispered, rushing upright and clutching the sheets. "You're here?"Uncle Gerald turned to me, a gentle smile easing the tension in his face. "Yes. Sorry fur startling you like this. I just wanted to check on you, to see you're alright. Considering how you left dinner yesterday... I've been worried. You're stressing yourself too much, Lyra. It isn't good for you-or the babies."His words were meant to soften me, though guilt pressed heavily on my chest. I looked away, my fingers tracing the edge of the blanket. "I know, uncle. But every time I try to breathe, something happens. It's like... I attract danger."Gerald's eyes darkened with a look of disapproval. He reached out, brushing his fingers through my tangled hair. "Don't eve

EthanI woke with the weight of another body pressed over me. The faint smell of roses and Chloe's perfume lingered in the air, sharp very suffocating. My eyes snapped open, and for a moment, I thought I was dreaming. But no... Chloe was really here.Her hair sprawled across my pillow, her hand resting lightly on my chest like there was any little affection between us. A knot tightened in my stomach. She was my wife now, yes I agree with that. My Luna, yes. That much was true. But the only thing that bound us was the mate bond, and I hated how it burned inside of me, when I looked at her. There was nothing else. No love, no warmth or attraction but all I felt was pure irritation.I shook her shoulder until her eyes fluttered open. "What are you doing here?" My voice came out harder than I expected, and even more colder than I intended, but I didn't care. "Who let you into my room?"She smiled sleepily, but it faded when she saw my expression. "What do you mean? I'm your wife now, Etha

EthanDominic's attack makes me hit my back on the edge of the bed, causing pain to shoot through me. This alone affects my spinal cord, and the pain only makes Damian, my wolf, furious. He surges, breaking forth in a burst of power. Dominic's wolf breaks forth too.The both of us growl, looking at each other with our vicious teeth bared, rumbling sounds coming from our throats. My wolf Damian stomps one of his paws on the ground, ready for a fight. Dominic's wolf roars at him and rushes towards me, and so do I.We clash in a flurry of fur and teeth, snarling and biting at each other. The air's filled with the sounds of growls and snaps. Damian's fury matches the ferocity of Dominic's wolf. We're both wolves driven by instinct and anger, tearing into each other with no holds barred.Damian lunges at Dominic's wolf, teeth bared, aiming for the neck. Dominic's wolf dodges at the last second, and I feel his claws rake across my side, tearing through fur and skin. I yelp in pain but don't