All Chapters of Caught In Between Lust And Desires Book 2: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

🖱️ Victor 🖱️Jayden found the note from Sammy before I did… a folded scrap of paper on the nightstand explaining, in Sammy's blunt, efficient handwriting, exactly where he'd disappeared to while the two of us slept off the wreckage of the night before.{Wren's here. Sitting room. Come when you're ready— ❤️ hubby)Does he have to add hubby to a fucking note and even draw a heart, that bastard is really seeking trouble.We dressed in something close to comfortable silence, the softness of the morning still clinging to both of us even as the day's weight began pressing back in around the edges. I caught Jayden watching me more than once, something warm and steady in his expression that I still hadn't fully learned how to trust wouldn't vanish the second we walked out of that room.We found the sitting room exactly where the note promised, Jane's papers spread across every surface, Sammy propped in an armchair with his splinted leg elevated, and Wren perched near the window looking, as

🖱️ Sammy 🖱️Getting used to this new face.. this new Victor, hands all over Jayden like he'd never learned any other way to exist beside him was fucking hard.I sat there pretending to review the same page of Jane's notes for the third time, watching them out of the corner of my eye instead of actually reading a single word, and felt odd and complicated twist in my chest all over again. It wasn't jealousy, exactly. Or maybe it was, but not the sharp, ugly kind I'd carried for ten years while grieving a dead man who'd apparently never fully left the space he occupied in Jayden's heart.This felt newer, I didn't have a clean name for yet.‘You're doing the thing again,’ my wolf observed.What thing.‘Staring. Cataloguing. Deciding how you feel about something before you've actually let yourself feel it.’I didn't have a response to that, mostly because he wasn't wrong, and I hated when he wasn't wrong nearly as much as I hated admitting it.For the past years, I'd learned how to shar

🖱️ Jayden 🖱️"I'm sorry," I said slowly, staring at Victor like he'd genuinely lost his mind, because as far as I could tell, he had. "Say that again. Slower this time.""The missing half of my soul," Victor said, still pale, still staring at my stomach like it might answer some question he hadn't fully asked yet. "It's inside your baby.""Yes, Victor has really lost his mind," I said, more to the ceiling than to either of them, dragging both hands down my face. "What the fuck. Half his soul is part of my baby? Victor, the last time I had sex with you was ten years ago. Before you died. Before any of this happened. Make it make sense how a child that Sammy and I conceived is somehow related to you.""I don't fully understand the mechanics either," Victor admitted, though he didn't back down from the claim, his jaw set with a stubborn certainty that unnerved me more than I wanted to admit. "But I felt it, Jayden. The signature. Dragon fire, specifically my fire, the exact frequency o

🖱️ Jayden 🖱️The moment the bedroom door clicked shut behind Victor, I turned to Wren, something uneasy already crawling up the back of my neck."There was something in that potion you gave him to drink, wasn't there?" I asked.Wren's expression didn't change, calm and unreadable as ever, but something in the way she folded her hands together made my stomach tighten with dread before she even answered."The child in your body has nothing to do with Victor," she said.I blinked. "What?""But you just said—" Jane started, half-rising from her chair."Forget whatever I said," Wren interrupted, her voice sharpening into something far more urgent than the careful, measured tone she'd used moments earlier. "Victor is being controlled. The Keepers want you to believe a narrative that isn't true. They want you to think your child is abnormal, tied to something dangerous, something worth fearing rather than protecting. So I suggest you be very careful of him."My heart was pounding now, a co

🖱️Jane🖱️I heard Sammy shouting before I'd even finished my phone call, his voice cracking through the hallway with a panic sharp enough to make me hang up mid-sentence and break into a run.I found him in the sitting room, gripping the doorframe for support, his splinted leg clearly protesting every ounce of weight he'd put on it, a single black feather clutched so tightly in one fist that his knuckles had gone white."Sammy, what—""Wren's a Keeper."The words hit me like a physical blow, my whole body going still."That's not possible," I said, even as some cold, sick certainty was already settling into my stomach, connecting dots I hadn't let myself connect before. "Sammy, I sought her out. Days ago and Ive know her for a long time. Before any of this started. She's the one who told me the accident wasn't natural, who first mentioned—""I know," Sammy said, his voice raw. "I know, Jane, and none of that was a lie, according to her. She told me herself. She's been guiding us this