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The Weight Of The Claim.

ARIAI’d barely had a second to breathe before the hinges groaned and the door creaked open again.I was still on the floor, my knees pulled to my chest, trying to scrub the taste of that desperate, angry kiss from my lips. I expected a final word, a parting shot.Instead, I saw a heavy, plush blanket.Luca didn’t look at me as he shook it out. His movements were efficient, almost mechanical. The cold, logical Alpha was back—the one who could deal with a crisis without feeling a thing."What are you doing?" I rasped, my voice sounding like it had been dragged over gravel."It’s freezing in here," he said without looking at me. "And you're not sleeping on the floor like a martyr, Aria. We have a master bedroom.""I'm not going back there with you."Luca paused, the blanket draped over his arm. He turned, and that unreadable look was firmly in place. "It’s my marital duty to ensure my mate is cared for. And it’s yours to be in that bed. I'm not asking."Before I could scramble up, he lu

The Cracks In The Porcelain.

ARIAI stood by the door, my knuckles white as I gripped the strap of my laptop bag.On the floor, Luca was hunched over, rubbing Aurora’s back while she let out another weak, wet sob. Adrian was slumped against the pillow, the color draining from his face."I can't stay, Luca," I said, the words feeling like shards of glass in my throat.Luca’s head snapped up. His eyes were bloodshot, his jaw set in that hard, Alpha line. "You’re joking. Look at them, Aria. They can’t even hold down milk.""I have the presentation," I whispered, glancing at my watch. "The board is meeting today. If I miss this, the project vanishes. My career ends.""To hell with the project!" Luca stood up, towering over me while the smell of his stress filled the air. "Your children are sick. That’s the only priority.""I know they’re sick! Do you think I don't feel it?" I tugged the silk scarf tighter around my neck, the fabric scratching the bruises he’d left there just hours ago. "But the hospital is ten minute

The poison In The Well

ARIAMy phone buzzed against the steering wheel, vibrating through my palms. I swiped the screen without looking, my voice tight. "Hello?""Aria? It’s Brandon."I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. "Brandon. Hey.""Listen, I heard through the grapevine you’re looking for a spot. My cousin’s got a place—it’s not like the Storm Ridge Manor, obviously, but it’s clean, cheap, and the landlord doesn't ask questions. You want the address?"A month ago, I would have jumped at it. But after the disaster with the last real estate office and the weight of Luca’s marks still burning under my scarf, the thought of dragging Brandon into my mess made my stomach flip."I can't, Brandon," I said, leaning my forehead against the cool glass of the window. "I appreciate it, truly. But I’ve already caused enough trouble. I need to handle this on my own.""Aria, you don't have to be a martyr—""I’m not. I’m just being realistic. I’ll talk to you later, okay? Thanks for the lead."I hung up befo

The Bitter Taste Of Failure.

ARIAThe "slap" didn't just ring through the white walls of the hospital suite; it vibrated up my arm, a stinging shock that made my palm throb.Luca’s head snapped to the side. For a heartbeat, the only sound was the rhythmic hiss-click of the heart monitor and the ragged, shallow breathing of our children.I didn't back down and even blink. My wolf was dead silent inside me, tucked away in a dark corner of my mind, leaving only the woman—the mother—to face the monster.Luca slowly turned his face back to mine. My handprint was turning bright red on his jaw, making him look a lot less like a calm Alpha and more like a man I’d just hit. I expected him to roar. I expected the floorboards to shake with his command.Instead, he just looked at me. His eyes were dark, swirling with an emotion I couldn't name. Or maybe just the cold calculation of a man who realized he’d pushed too far."Fine," he said, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous gravel that raised the tiny hairs on my arms. "It

The Fragile Peace.

ARIAThe backseat of the SUV felt like a battlefield. The air was thick with the smell of sour milk, ozone from the hospital, and the heavy, jagged scent of Luca’s lingering stress.We were going home with both babies, but the victory felt hollow. They were so pale and fragile.Aurora was still fussing, her tiny hands clawing at my chest. I had to feed her, but my hands were shaking so hard I couldn't even manage the buttons on my ruined blouse. The silk was slick with vomit, and the fabric kept sliding, refusing to stay tucked back."Damn it," I hissed, my eyes stinging. I was trying to be a mother, a professional, and a runaway all at once, and I was failing at every single one.The car slowed. I felt Luca’s gaze in the rearview mirror before he spoke. "Stop fighting it, Aria. You’re going to flash the driver.""I don't care about the driver, Luca! I just need to feed her!"I heard him shift, the leather of the driver's seat creaking. He reached into the center console, rummaging th

The War Isn't Over

ARIAThe water was the only thing keeping me upright. It hammered against my shoulders, hot enough to turn my skin a blotchy pink, but I didn't care. I wanted the smell of the hospital, the sour scent of the car ride, and the lingering, heavy musk of Luca’s presence off me.But he wouldn't leave.He was still standing there, just on the other side of the glass, holding Aurora. The crying had stopped the second she caught sight of me, but now the silence was a hundred times worse. It was heavy. It was thick with everything we weren't saying. I kept my back turned to the door, staring at the white subway tiles until the grout blurred."Is she okay?" I asked, my voice bouncing hollowly off the shower walls."She’s staring at you like you’re the only thing left in the world," Luca’s voice drifted through the steam. It was low, lacking the usual Alpha bite. It sounded... tired. Human."I’ll be out in a second. Just... give me a minute.""Take your time," he said.He didn't move. I could he

Static And Silence.

ARIAThe hum of the bathroom fan was the only thing filling the silence after our standoff.I sat on the edge of the bed, my damp hair heavy and cold against the back of my neck. I felt like a frayed wire—one more spark and I was going to snap.The door creaked. I didn't look up. I knew the weight of those footsteps."You’re going to get a chill," Luca said. He wasn’t barking orders for once. His voice was low, almost tentative."I'm fine," I muttered, clutching the collar of my oversized hoodie.He didn’t listen. I heard him rummaging in the bathroom, and a moment later, he emerged with the hair dryer. He plugged it into the outlet near the vanity."Sit," he commanded, gesturing to the stool."Luca, I can do it myself.""Aria. Just sit down."I sighed, the fight leaving me. I was too exhausted to argue over a blow-dryer.I slid onto the stool, staring at my reflection. I looked like a ghost—pale skin, dark circles, and eyes that didn’t have enough sleep lately.The dryer roared to li

Collateral Damage.

LUCAI tossed Aria’s phone back onto the vanity, the plastic clattering against the marble. My pulse was still thrumming with a jagged, restless energy.Serge.The name tasted like bitter ash. Some middle-manager with a god complex thought he could demand my mate’s time while our pups were recovering from a poisoning.I left the nursery and walked to the window of my study, watching the gray dawn bleed over the tree line. I pulled my own phone from my pocket and dialed."Alder.""Alpha," my Beta answered, his voice instantly alert."The man Aria works for—Serge. I want his life on a spreadsheet by noon. Finances, legal history, every skeletons in his closet. He’s got an attitude problem that needs adjusting.""Consider it done. Anything else?""Not yet."I hung up and returned to the nursery. Aria was curled around Aurora, her hair a messy against the pillows. She looked soft and vulnerable. It made the anger in my chest tighten into a knot. I wanted to protect her, but she fought me

The Plastic Evidence.

ARIAThe roar of Luca’s engine faded into the distance, leaving the manor draped in a suffocating, heavy silence.I stood by the nursery window, my forehead pressed against the cool glass.Ivy had lost her baby—Luca’s child, or so the rumor mill screamed—and now she was wandering the streets like a ghost. I wanted to feel sympathy, but all I felt was a crushing, hollow disappointment.Luca had run out that door the second he heard her name. My kids were in the next room, recovering from being poisoned in their own home, and he was out playing hero for the woman who had spent months trying to dismantle my life.“Typical,” my wolf snarled, her fur bristling. “His past always screams louder than our present.”I couldn't let my thoughts run away with me. Today wasn't the day to lose it. If Luca was going to chase ghosts, I was going to catch a killer.I grabbed my phone and dialed Tasha. I needed a tether to the real world, something that didn't smell like Alpha posturing and old secrets.

The Ghost In The Room.

-LUCAThe front door of the manor felt like it weighed a thousand pounds. I pushed it open, and the freezing air seemed to cling to my clothes.The house was silent—that heavy, ringing silence that usually meant Aria was either asleep or simmering in a quiet rage.I headed straight for the nursery. I didn't care how tired I was; I needed to see the pups. I needed to know they were breathing.Aria was there, slumped in the rocking chair with a book she clearly wasn't reading. She looked up as I entered, her eyes red-rimmed and hard. No "Welcome home." No "Are you okay?" Just a cold, expectant stare."She’s found," I said, my voice sounding like it had been dragged through gravel. I tossed my keys onto the side table. "Ivy’s back at the hospital. Rowan caught up with her near the old docks. She’s... she’s a mess. She needs surgery first thing in the morning to stop the internal bleeding."Aria didn't even flinch. She just closed her book with a loud thud. "And you’re going back there, a

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