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Even though I tried avoiding her as much as I could, I guess I couldn't avoid her for too long. “This is Liana, my stepsister.”I opened my eyes wider than normal the moment I heard what you said with a funny expression on my face because I wasn't expecting him to refer to me as his step sister—we are not even siblings yet. “Your dad… again?” “Again? Does it mean…?” I was surprised to find out that my mom might not be the first woman to have lived with him as his stepmother before, meaning there were others before her, which makes me even more worried that we might be leaving here soon.

I said politely. “Me? Yeah I am doing great. I don’t want to chatter with you now. Didn't I tell you to send me money. You didn t even pick up my phone yesterday. What were you thinking? That you can get rid off us easily?” My stepmother’s harsh word is coming from the other side for the phone. “I didn’t. We are on a vacation in Switzerland that’s why. I will speak to you later then.” I said. I want to cut the call as soon as possible.

“Because she’s your mate.” I laughed bitterly. “Mates are supposed to feel something back. Ezra doesn’t want anything to do with me.” “You hurt her,” my mother said softly. “She doesn’t know the truth.” I stared at the floor. “And now there’s another wolf after her. A wolf who clearly knows more about her than I do.” “What other wolf?” I finally looked up at her. “His name is Ivan. He’s here for Ezra.” My mother’s eyes sharpened instantly. “From which pack?”

He had a scar on his eyebrow. Wait. That wasn't right. His dad didn't have a scar. But in the dream, the face shifted. It was his stepfather, smiling warmly, and then it blurred into the sharp, cold features of Han Min-jae. Min-jae was looking down at him with eyes like abysses. "Dad, please!" Jun begged, confused, his heart breaking all over again. "Don't leave me here! It’s scary here!" The figure peeled Jun’s fingers off his leg. "I have to go, Jun-woo. You have to be strong."

It felt like the universe was finally cutting us a break. Vane was still on his trip—some last-minute merger cleanup in Chicago, he’d said on the phone last night. “Two days,” he’d promised again, his voice low and reassuring. “I’ll be back before you miss me.” I’d laughed, told him I already did, but the truth was, the space felt good. Like I could breathe without the constant weight of our complicated dynamic pressing down. Mom had headed back to her hotel early this morning, leaving a note on the kitchen counter: Have fun shopping for school. Be safe. Call if you need anything. Love, Mom. No mention of the tension from before, no lectures. Progress.

But I knew better than to imagine myself there. “I really cannot wait,” Mom giggled, reaching over to hold Declan’s hand. I kept eating. “I’ve always wanted to visit Seychelles,” Stephan said casually, cutting into his steak. He wasn’t even looking at me… or speaking to me, but somehow my body still reacted, tense and alert. “Ohhh, then you should come with us,” Mom’s voice turned syrupy, almost too fast. “It’ll be fun.” Stephan chuckled, shaking his head.

His lips pressed to mine in the shadow of the prom corridor, his hands steady as he slipped me that card, whispering, I wouldn’t want it with anyone else. I blink the memory away just as she appears. My new “stepmother.” Perfect hair, diamond bracelet. She smelled like vanilla and money. Nice to finally meet you, Evan!” she said brightly, sweeping down the stairs like a scene from some soap opera. My dad crosses the room and kisses her cheek like she hung the stars. Gross. The woman reached us, perfume thick and expensive. “I’m so happy you’re here!” She cupped my face like I was some lost puppy. “And my son is going to love you. He’s always wanted a brother.”

Mom grimaces but still doesn’t know when to quit. “Did she trap you into taking her as a mate by claiming she had your child? If she did, we can..” “STOP!” I command, making her cringe and wince from the pain of me imposing my will over hers. “She is MY MATE. My mate. That woman is the gift the Moon Goddess gave me, and you will not disrespect her like that. Vivian is her name, by the way, since you seem to have forgotten that I have a mate. She got pregnant from our night together all those years ago, and that is my son in the backseat, waiting to be taken into his new home. I finally got my mate back and learned about my son, and you will not be ruining their first day here. You need to le

Cain indulged me and had someone ask Isabella whether she was willing to accompany Lukas to Entagonia. In the beginning, Isabella cried and refused. In the end, I still had people forcibly send her to Landon, the capital of Entagonia. Day by day, my stomach grew larger. Cain practically canceled every unnecessary trip and stayed home with me constantly. Even the Northera Pack elder meetings were moved directly into the manor. He practiced sewing pup clothes over and over again. The stitching was crooked and awful, but he refused to let the maids touch them. Every night, he would caress my stomach and tell stories in his deep voice until even I got sleepy. The twins, however, seemed especiall

And yet it silenced the entire hall. I said nothing. Ryan walked in, one step at a time. His gaze dropped to my hand clasped in Jason's, and his voice went cold. “Why aren't you the one who married me?” Behind him, Father and Stepmother stumbled in through the door. Stepmother's hair was loose, her makeup ruined with tears, every trace of her usual composure gone. She threw herself behind Ryan and wept until she could barely stand. “Please, go see Vicky first.”