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Nathan's POVThe moment I saw Aria's hands full; Lana in one arm, a bottle in the other, my wolf stirred, ears pricking, tail flicking in restless concern.I didn’t even think about it. I just stepped forward and held out my arms.“I’ll take her,” I said, though my voice came out rougher than intended. “You sort out her milk.”Aria blinked at me, startled. The warm weight of Lana left her arms and settled into mine, and goddess, my heart lurched.My grip tightened instinctively, my wolf rising beneath my skin, curious and cautious.It was awkward at first. I hadn’t held a pup, any pup in years. My movements were stiff and calculated, but my arms knew what to do anyway. Muscles honed from years of training shifted to cradle her securely.Lana's scent washed over me, she squirmed with excitement, tiny hands grabbing at my shirt as if greeting me.My wolf yelped in approval.Aria hesitated, then gave a small nod and turned toward the kitchen. I caught the flicker of trust in her eyes, an

Nathan's POVI would know If he was here. Did he perhaps come into town discreetly? The thought alone made the fur along my spine rise.I schooled my face into calm neutrality, something I’d mastered over years of being an Alpha and casually adjusted the cufflinks on my shirt.“There's an upcoming auction,” I said in the most bored tone I could muster. “I need a date.”Aria’s gaze was drawn to where Lana played on the bed. My mate, my wife, didn’t even spare me a glance.“Then you’d better call Ms. Sophia Darvin, Alpha Nathan.”Her words hit harder than a punch to the ribs. For a moment, I couldn’t breathe.There was a time she hated hearing any woman’s name near mine. A time when the mere mention of Sophia would’ve made her wolf bristle with jealousy.Now… it seemed she didn’t care at all.A tightness gripped my chest. My wolf let out a low internal growl, pacing restlessly.She used to care. What changed?Why is acting as if I'm nothing?“Aria, don’t lose sight of who you are,” I sn

Aria's POVIt was Rowland.“Did you find something you like? I’ll pick you up tonight.”Tonight.My stomach twisted. Nathan wasn’t pulling late-night hours anymore. Our packhouse wasn’t large. If Rowland showed up, he and Nathan would cross paths. And though I was divorcing him, Nathan was still my Alpha, still my husband in the pack’s eyes.Two dominant wolves meeting at my door?That would be bloodshed waiting to happen.“No,” I said quickly. “I’ll take a cab.”There was a small pause before Rowland answered, his tone warm and understanding. “Alright. I’ll wait at the entrance of the auction venue.”“Okay.”When I hung up, the sky was already dimming.I didn’t have the luxury of wasting time. My wolf was already pacing inside me, restless, wanting a change of environment, wanting to have fun.I fed Lana her evening milk, brushing my fingers over her tiny curls as she suckled sleepily. Her little wolf scent soothed me, grounding me. Once she finished, I placed her gently in her crib

Aria's POVIt was Rowland. He had returned.“Bad luck?” Rowland’s deep voice carried effortlessly through the air, smooth and angerous. A hint playful, but layered with mild rage. “If you know it’s bad luck, why show up? How does this event even screen guests? Letting in all kinds of riffraff.”The man stiffened like he’d been hit with a stun spell.Rowland spun him around with ease.My heart kicked up a little fearing what might happen. This could get ugly pretty quickly. I glanced around, a few heads turned, but most ignored us. Good, I hated drama.I touched Rowland’s arm lightly. It’s fine, Let it go.He paused, then gently removed my hand, giving me a warm reassuring look as if to say, I’ve got you.The portly man saw the exchange. His face blanched.He looked Rowland over, the high-end suit, the sleek polish, the pink crystal tie clip that shimmered like fresh moonstone and panic flickered across his features.“Hey, guys, misunderstanding!” he squeaked. “I saw your wife’s outfit

Aria's POVRowland led me all the way to the front row, at the dead center, where every high-ranking wolf would see us.We sat, and I blinked, stunned.I smelled the faint tang of pride rolling off him, he was pleased with himself.Seeing my expression, Rowland grinned. “Picked these seats myself. Do you like it?”I let out a half sigh, half laugh.He looked so cocky and hopeful it almost disarmed me.But the problem was… I was still mated.And though most of the noble wolf families didn’t know me, I wasn’t about to risk being recognized. The wrong eyes seeing me here could mean trouble.I tugged on Rowland’s arm and whispered, “Think we could sit a bit to the side?”He looked confused, his head tilting like a wolf pup hearing a strange sound.I avoided his eyes and stared up at the bright overhead lights. “The lights are killing my head,” I lied, rubbing my temples.He studied the motion quietly, a slow breath leaving him.For a moment, I thought he’d insist we stay.Then he flashed