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KEALAfter I rolled off her body to my side, I pulled her gently against me. Her head tucked beneath my chin, her fingers tracing slow, absent patterns on my chest. The room was still, the kind of stillness that only came after something real had passed between two souls.For a long moment, neither of us spoke.I broke the silence first, because I needed her to hear it…needed the words out of my chest that moment. “Gina,” I murmured, tightening my arms around her just enough for her to feel the certainty in me. “I need you to know that I have fallen in love with you totally…completely.”She lifted her head slightly, looking up at me, eyes soft but searching.“I love you more than you could ever imagined,” I said quietly. That was just the truth. “It’s not because of fate. Not because of the bond. I am smitten by you, sweetheart.”Her breath hitched. I felt it against my skin.And I continued, my voice was steady, but inside, I felt stripped bare. “I’ve always been… careful. With wome

GINAKeal’s fingers were warm at my back as he drew the zipper of my dress upward two days later, slow and careful, like he was savoring the moment rather than rushing through it. I stood still, hands resting lightly on the dresser, watching our reflection in the mirror.The dress was simple but elegant; soft wine-red fabric that skimmed my body without clinging too tightly, long sleeves that tapered neatly at my wrists, and a modest neckline that made me feel comfortable and confident at the same time. I’d paired it with the silver earrings Layla and I had bought during our shopping trip weeks ago, small, delicate drops that caught the light when I moved. They weren’t extravagant, but they felt like me.When the zipper reached the top, Keal’s hands lingered at my waist. He turned me gently to face him, his eyes sweeping over me with a softness that still made my chest ache in the best way.“You look beautiful,” he murmured.Before I could respond, he leaned down and kissed me; slow,

DARIUS I set the glass down; it hit the wooden table with a final, hollow thud that did nothing to quiet the rage boiling in my veins. The elders’ smug faces, their patronizing tones, the way they questioned my authority as alpha, it all echoed in my skull, a toxic mantra demanding an outlet. I didn’t have to think much. My hand shot out, snatching my phone from the desk, fingers scrolling through contacts with a violent swipe until I found the name I needed.Juliet.A pack member living alone outside the pack.The line rang twice before she answered, her voice a soft, “Hello?”“Where are you?” My voice was a low growl, barely contained.“At home, Alpha. Is everything…”“I’m coming over now. Get naked. Wait for me on the bed.” I didn’t wait for a reply. The command was absolute, a flare shot into the night. I grabbed my keys and stormed out, the slam of my front door a punctuation mark to my fury.The forty-five-minute drive was a blur of dark roads and red-line speed. My knuckles w

GINA Thursday morning felt different; we were leaving for a bonding getaway. There were no pack announcements, no gathered warriors, no curious glances trailing behind us. It was quiet.But to me, it was the beginning of something sacred: we were going away for the weekend, just the two of us alone. Keal had told me the night before as we lay in bed, that he had formally handed over pack authority to Jordan for the weekend. They had met in his private study. No fanfare. No public declaration. Just Jordan and two elders present to witness it.“Only the necessary people know where we’re going,” he had murmured to me, brushing his fingers along my arm. “The pack is safe. And we deserve this.”The word deserve had settled deeply inside me.I stood in our bedroom that morning and adjusted the sleeve of my light cream sweater, my heart fluttering in a way I couldn’t quite explain. I wore fitted dark jeans and ankle boots, something comfortable for travel. My hair fell in soft waves down

GINA Neither of us felt sleepy yet.The fire had burned down into a steady glow, the kind that warmed the room without demanding attention. The lodge was quiet…so quiet it felt like the world had stepped back to give us space. Keal gestured toward the smart TV mounted above the stone fireplace.“Movie?” he asked.“Please,” I said with a smile. “But comedy.”He arched his brow. “You’re setting rules already?”“I’m protecting my emotions,” I teased.We scrolled through Netflix together, shoulders touching, fingers occasionally brushing as we debated options. Eventually we landed on a family comedy. Exactly what I needed.The movie played, but neither of us paid close attention. We laughed at the obvious jokes, leaned into each other during the quiet moments, and let the familiarity of the sound fill the space. At some point, my head rested on his shoulder, and his arm wrapped around me without thinking.It felt normal.Not Alpha and Luna.Not fated mates carrying centuries of expectat