Puck Destiny : A Triplet's Claim のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

INKA'S POVSeth and Zane had left early for some kind of meeting at the compound. Something about border patrols or territory checks or whatever pack business they couldn't avoid. They'd asked if I wanted to come with them but I'd said no. The compound was the last place I wanted to be.So I was alone. First time since Derek grabbed me off that road.I should probably feel nervous about that. About being by myself. But honestly, I was just relieved. Relieved to not have anyone watching me with worried eyes. Relieved to not have to pretend I was okay when I wasn't.I made coffee and took it out to the back porch. The lake was calm this morning. Pretty, even. The kind of view that should make you feel peaceful.It didn't.My new phone, the one Tyler had helped me get yesterday, sat on the table next to me. I'd been avoiding it mostly. Hadn't added many contacts yet. Hadn't joined any group chats. Just had the basics: Seth, Zane, Tyler.Hunter was still blocked from my old number. And I

INKA'S POVI had the duffel bag packed and hidden under my bed by the time Seth knocked on my door around dinner time."Inka? You need to eat something.""I'm not hungry.""You haven't eaten all day.""I said I'm not hungry."Silence. Then: "We're worried about you."I almost laughed. Worried. Everyone was always worried about me. Like I was some fragile thing that needed constant monitoring.Maybe I was."I'm fine, Seth. Just need to be alone right now."More silence. Then footsteps walking away.I waited another hour. Listened to the sounds of the house. Seth and Zane moving around downstairs. Talking in low voices. Probably about me. Around eight PM, my phone buzzed. Tyler.(TYLER: How are you holding up?)(ME: Not great. Need to get out of here.)(TYLER: Out of the mansion or out of the territory?)I stared at the message. Thought about what I actually wanted. What I actually needed.(TYLER: Because once they realize you're gone, they'll track your scent. We need to be far enough

INKA'S POVI could not sleep. Just lay on the couch staring at the ceiling, every time I closed my eyes, I saw Victoria's Wolfstagram post. By the time pale light started filtering through the windows, I'd given up pretending to sleep. Got up and made coffee with the supplies Tyler had left.The first sip hit my stomach wrong. Made it turn over in a way that felt different from regular nausea.I set the cup down and waited for the feeling to pass.It didn't.The nausea built. Spread from my stomach up my throat. I barely made it to the bathroom before I threw up.Knelt on the cold tile floor and heaved until there was nothing left. Until my stomach was empty and my throat burned.Stress. Had to be stress. My body finally processing everything from yesterday.I rinsed my mouth and splashed cold water on my face. Looked at my reflection in the mirror. Pale. Dark circles under my eyes.The nausea settled into a dull queasiness. Manageable. Probably just hunger. I hadn't eaten since yeste

HUNTER'S POV I couldn't stay at the compound another minute. The mate bond burned in my chest like an open wound. Every second that passed without knowing where Inka was felt like glass grinding into my ribs. Victoria's doctor appointment had ended three hours ago. Dad had watched the ultrasound. Had seen the "proof." Had looked at me with this expression I couldn't read—disappointment, maybe. Or pity. I didn't care about Victoria or her fake pregnancy or any of it. I needed to find Inka. So at midnight, I got in my truck and drove to the mansion. Didn't ask permission. Didn't tell anyone where I was going. Just left. The mansion was dark when I pulled up except for lights in the living room. Seth and Zane's trucks were both in the driveway. I didn't knock. Just walked in. They were in the living room. Seth pacing. Zane at his laptop looking at something. Both of them looked up when I entered. "Hunter—" Zane started. "Where is she?" "We don't know," Seth said. "You let he

INKA'S POVI'd been waiting for almost an hour when I finally heard Tyler's truck coming back up the road.The whole time I'd just sat on the couch. Staring at the positive test in my hand. Trying to process what it meant.Pregnant.I was pregnant.The word kept repeating in my head but it still didn't feel real.Tyler's footsteps sounded on the porch. The door opened and he came in carrying multiple bags."Sorry it took a bit longer than expected," he said. "The pharmacy was farther than I remembered and then I stopped at a grocery store and—" He looked at me. At the test still in my hand. "You okay?"I nodded. Didn't trust my voice.Tyler set the bags down on the kitchen counter and pulled out a small pharmacy bag. Brought it over to me."I got four tests. Different brands. Figured you'd want to be absolutely sure.""Thank you."He went back to the kitchen and started unpacking the other bags. I heard the fridge opening. Things being put away."I also got food," he called over. "Rea