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131. Standing Down

AriaThe morning light slid across my floor, gold and slow, like it had nowhere better to be. Caelum was still asleep in my lap. His breath was wet against my wrist, one fist tangled in the hem of my shirt like he'd been afraid I'd leave in the night.My father had stepped out an hour ago. He's going to get food, he'd said. And updates. He'd been over-caring a lot lately, as if keeping me fed could undo twenty-three years of standing by while other people sharpened their knives for me.The compound was quiet. It wasn't a strange quiet, though. It's just... quiet.He's alive.He's safe, and he's coming back.I'd repeatedly say those words to myself so many times that they'd stopped sounding like words.I shifted Caelum off my lap, carefully, one limb at a time, not to wake him, and reached for my phone. My hand shook. It rang once"This is Aurora Vance. I need to update you on the status of Protocol Seven.""Understood, Ms. Vance.""The target is secure. Marcus Nolan is alive. He ha

Last Updated : 2026-10-02

132. He’s Coming Back Home.

He's coming back home.That night, after Caelum was asleep, I found myself on the balcony again, as I stared up at the stars like they owed me an answer.My father had left hours ago. The guards were in place. The compound was secure. And for the first time since my son's abduction, I felt something that almost passed for peace, even if only for a short while."Mommy?"I turned. Caelum stood in the doorway, looking so small and rumpled, silhouetted against the candlelight."What are you doing up, baby?" I crossed to him and knelt. "You should be sleeping.""I had a dream." His voice was sleepy but serious, like he was delivering a report. "It's about Hero Doctor."My heart clenched. "What kind of dream?"He looked at me with those gray eyes. Eyes that saw too much and knew too much for a child."He's dreaming about us," he said. "He wants to come back home.""Home?""To us." He nodded, like it was obvious. Like I was being slow. "We're his home, Mommy."I pulled him into my arms and b

Last Updated : 2026-10-03

133. The Ghost in the Room.

AriaI didn't sleep well. Not really. It wasn't the kind of sleep that restores you, knits your frayed edges back together and sends you into the morning feeling human. I drifted in and out of a shallow, restless doze, with my body curled around Caelum's warmth, and my mind refusing to let go of what he'd said.The lady with the dark hair and the sad eyes.He had told me.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw my mother's face. Not as she'd been in life, because I'd been too young when she died to remember her clearly; it was just fragments and impressions.The familiar smell of lavender and the sound of a lullaby sung in a voice I couldn't quite recall, but as I'd imagined her a thousand times over the years. She was so beautiful. And not sad as she reached for me across a distance I could never cross.And now my son was telling me she visited him.I should have been frightened and alarmed. I should have ask questioned,and do all the logical, and rational things a mother was supposed t

Last Updated : 2026-10-04

134. The Alpha's Visit.

RemusI woke alone.The bed beside me was empty,wwith with the sheets cold, and I knew without looking that Selene had already risen and gone about her day. I should have been grateful for the reprieve. Instead, all I felt was a hollow ache in my chest, and a longing for something I couldn't name.No. That wasn't true.I could name it.But I just didn't want to.I lay there for a long moment, staring at the ceiling, and let myself think about her. About Aria. About the son I'd never known I had.Caelum. My son.The words still didn't feel real, even after everything. Even after the rooftop, the rescue, and the confrontation that had laid bare truths I'd spent five years running from.I had a son. A child. I have a boy with my eyes and my stubbornness, who called me a superhero and looked at me like I was something good and I'd missed five years of his life.The guilt was a physical thing; it's a weight on my chest that made it hard to breathe. I'd rejected his mother. I'd sent her awa

Last Updated : 2026-10-05

135. The Serpent in the Garden.

SeleneI watched him from the doorway, and a feeling inside me curdled.Remus was on the floor. Goddess. On the floor, like a common servant with legs crossed, while building towers out of wooden blocks with that gray-eyed brat. The boy laughed at something, and Remus laughed too. Actually laughed. A sound I hadn't heard from him in months, years even.My husband. The Alpha of Crestwood is playing nursemaid to some bastard child while his wife waited at home like a fool.My nails bit into my palms.He's just checking on the boy, I told myself. He's the Alpha. It's his duty.But duty didn't explain the way his eyes softened when he looked at the child. Duty didn't explain the way his hand lingered on the boy's head, gentle and protective, like he was something precious. Something his.And it definitely didn't explain the way Aria watched them from the corner, her expression a mix of pain and something else that looked almost like hope.No. No, no, no.I stepped into the room before I c

Last Updated : 2026-10-06

136. The Poisoned Cup

AriaThe word poison hung in the air like a death sentence.I couldn't breathe. Couldn't think. I couldn't do anything but hold myson's convulsing body against mine and pray to every god and goddessI'd ever heard of that this wasn't happening. That I wasn't about to losethe only thing that had ever truly mattered."Get Gertrude." Marcus's voice cracked on the word. "NOW."I heard the fear in it. It is the same fear that is clawing its way up mythroat.Caelum's small body jerked in my arms, his back arching at anunnatural angle. His lips were blue now, his skin so pale it was almosttranslucent. But his eyes, those beautiful gray eyes so much like hisfather's, were still open. Still looking at me.And still trusting me to save him."Mommy." His tiny fingers clutched at my shirt. "Mommy, it's cold.Why is it so cold?""I don't know, baby. I don't know." Tears streamed down my face, hotand bitter, falling onto his cheeks. "But I'm here. I'm right here. Justhold on for me, okay? Just hold o

Last Updated : 2026-10-07

137. The Prophet's Child.

AriaThe healer's quarters were small as I remembered. With Remus,Marcus, Gertrude, and me crowded inside, the walls felt like theywere closing in.Remus had gone straight to Caelum's bedside, his face a mask ofbarely controlled fury. He stood there now, hand resting on the edge ofthe bed, gaze fixed on our son's small, pale form."What happened?" he repeated, voice low and dangerous."It's poison," I said, hollow. "Someone poisoned him."His head snapped toward me, eyes blazing. "Who?""We don't know yet." Marcus stepped forward, expression guarded."The nanny was paid by someone to put a powder in his food. Shedoesn't know who.""But you have suspicions."It wasn't a question.I met Remus's gaze, and for a moment, we were united in somethingthat went beyond our broken bond, beyond the years of pain andregret. We were two parents, terrified for our child, united in our needto protect him.I wanted to say Selene, Goddess. I wanted to say Vivian, "I don'tknow." I said Instead, quietly."

Last Updated : 2026-10-08

138. The Council's Judgment.

RemusThe council chamber felt smaller than it ever had.I stood at the head of the long oak table, hands braced against its worn surface, and watched the elders file in one by one. Confusion on some faces. Irritation on others. But a barely concealed alarm on all of them. I had summoned them without warning or explanation. That alone was enough to set them on edge.Aldric was the last to enter. He moved slowly, his old bones creaking with each step, but his eyes were as sharp and calculating as ever; they found mine immediately. He knew something was wrong. He always did."Alpha." He settled into his chair with a grunt. "This is an unusual hour for a council meeting.""This isn't a usual situation." I straightened, forcing my voice level. "There's been another attack."The murmurs started immediately. Whispers traded between elders. Glances exchanged like currency. Orson, the portly elder who had never quite learned to hide his disdain for me, leaned forward with a scowl."What kind

Last Updated : 2026-10-09

139. Remorse or What?

SeleneI ran.I didn't know where I was going. But I didn't care. I just needed to get away from him. From the truth. And from the shattering of everything I had built.Caelum is my son.His words echoed in my mind. A relentless, pounding drumbeat of destruction.Aria was my mate.I had known. Deep down, I had always known. From the moment I saw those gray eyes, those eyes so like Remus's... I had known. But I had convinced myself it was a coincidence. I had lied to myself, buried the truth so deep I could pretend it didn't exist.Now it was out. And everything was falling apart.I burst through the doors of my father's house, breath ragged, vision blurred with tears. Servants scattered out of my way, faces a mix of alarm and curiosity."Mother!" I screamed. "Mother, where are you?"I found her in her sitting room, composed as ever. She sat by the window, a book open in her lap, a cup of tea steaming on the table beside her.She looked up as I entered, expression shifting from calm to

Last Updated : 2026-10-10

140.The Truth and Its Consequences

RemusThe morning after the council meeting, I did something I hadn't done in years.I sought out my wife.Not to argue or explain. Not even to defend myself. I just needed to see her. To make sure she was okay. To apologize for the pain I had caused, even if she would never forgive me.I found her in the garden.She was sitting on a stone bench beneath the old willow tree, dark hair loose around her shoulders, hands folded in her lap. She looked smaller than usual. Diminished. The indomitable Luna who had always seemed so confident, so sure of herself, was gone.In her place was a woman who had been broken."Selene."She didn't turn. Or acknowledge me.I walked toward her slowly, footsteps crunching on the gravel path. When I reached the bench, I stopped a few feet away, giving her space."Can we talk?"For a long moment, she said nothing. Then, finally, she spoke. Her voice was quiet. Hollow."There's nothing to talk about.""I think there is." I took a breath. "I'm sorry, Selene. F

Last Updated : 2026-10-11

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