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The ripples from it spread through her, ignorant little waves of curiosity and unease. She rolled over, hugging the pillow, and tried to fold herself into the comfort of normalcy: tomorrow, the meeting, forwarding documents, coffee. Routine, competence. The things that kept her safe and useful. But as she breathed, she could not entirely silence the nagging thought: when a man like Alex Knight said stay close, what did he mean beyond the literal? And when a man who never let his guard down broke the rule and asked for proximity, did that change anything about what she was to him?

I asked quietly. He shrugged a little. “Whatever you want to happen.” “What do you want.” Ronan looked at me for a long moment, like he was choosing his words carefully. “I want to stay close to you,” he said. “Not only at night. Not only when you feel scared. Just… close.” Something inside me softened. It felt like something I had been afraid to want for so long. “I want that too,” I said. He nodded, slow and gentle. “Good.”

“ Stay close to me today. ” Clara met his eyes, feeling everything she couldn’t yet say tightening inside her chest. “ I will, ” she whispered. Because at this point, staying near Ash wasn’t just about safety. It was the only place she didn’t feel like she was coming apart.

But it’s also the only way to protect the people I love. If I stay close, I can control the damage. If I leave, I lose that leverage. Slowly, I lower myself in front of him—not kneeling, but close enough that we’re eye level.

He moved a little more closer so that they were only inches apart. Sia’s heart started beating erratically, and her breath became labored. R brushed away a lock of her hair behind her ears and said, “Okay, tell me your condition. I will consider it.” Sia shook her head to clear it and said, “You will stay two feet away from me while you tell your story. I can’t focus when you are standing so close.” He leaned closer and whispered, “I don’t know why you can’t focus…” He lingered close to her neck for a while and then moved away suddenly.

We have to be close… without being too close. I skid to a stop near a fallen log, panting, steam rising from my fur. The matebond pulses again... warm, sweet, pulling me back toward the farmhouse. Toward her. I shift back, leaning against a tree, chest heaving. “How am I supposed to do this?” I mutter to myself. “How do I stay near her without freaking her out?” My wolf answers with a low, aching rumble. We wait. We protect. We stay close. We don’t claim.

“Not anymore.” “What does that mean?” “It means I’m ending this before it gets worse.” “And how exactly are you planning to do that?” “That’s not something you need to worry about.” I let out a breath, shaking my head slightly. “You keep saying that like I’m not already involved.” “You are,” he admitted. “Which is why this ends fast.” “And until then?” His eyes held mine. “You stay close.” There it was again. That word. Close. But this time—

“I cannot disclose that information to you yet. You will be back to see me, though. When the time is right, you will know when to come back here. In the meantime, don’t push everyone away.” “I can’t let anyone close.” “If you don’t, then you are already choosing the series of events that will make things harder for you. I’d advise against it, Luna. It’s your life, though. Do what you want.”

"Heard you had a terrible night. Are you good?" "I'm fine," I replied coolly, keeping my distance. "If you really care about me, take this dog to the vet. I have somewhere to be." Roy chuckled, throwing a knowing look toward Cal with a raised eyebrow. "I'd rather tag along with you two, if Cal doesn't mind." "Sure," Cal replied, taking a deliberate step back to put distance between himself and the animal. "Just keep that thing away from me." I looked back and forth between them, completely lost. "Wow. Am I missing something? Since when did you two get so close?”

The simple contact felt strangely intimate after the mess they had just made. “Stay close,” he said. “I do not want the space between us to come back.” “I am not going anywhere,” Dave answered. “Not tonight.”