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Chapter 14
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2026-07-16 13:36:49Kade
Three weeks married, and Kade had stopped waiting for his father's promised relief to arrive. If anything, the ache had sharpened since the solstice, taken on an edge it hadn't had before — not the diffuse, generalized wrongness of the early months, but something more specific now, more directional, like a compass needle that had finally found true north and intended to keep pointing at it no matter how firmly he tried to face another direction. He found his father in the study, predictably, going over territory reports with the same unhurried focus he brought to everything, and Kade closed the door behind him with more force than strictly necessary. "It didn't work." Marcus didn't look up right away. "What didn't work." "The marriage. Whatever you thought it was going to fix." Kade heard his own voice come out rougher than he'd intended, three weeks of held-together composure finally cracking at the edges. "You told me I'd stop noticing the shape of what's missing. I haven't stopped. If anything I notice it more now, married to a woman who isn't her, sleeping in rooms that don't smell like her, going through an entire ceremony that was supposed to close something and just—" He stopped, breathing hard, aware of how much he was giving away and past the point of caring. "It didn't close anything. It just made the whole thing permanent and official and witnessed by three hundred people." His father set down the report slowly, and for the first time in longer than Kade could remember, something that looked genuinely like uncertainty crossed his face. "I believed what I told you. For what it's worth." "That doesn't help me." "No," Marcus admitted. "I don't suppose it does." He was quiet a moment, and when he spoke again his voice had lost some of its usual flatness, gone rougher around the edges in a way Kade had almost never heard from him. "I lied to you, a little. Not about rejecting a mate — that part was true. I lied about the part where it stops mattering. It doesn't stop. You just get better at carrying it where people can't see the weight, and eventually the carrying becomes indistinguishable from the healing, at least to everyone watching from outside. I don't know if that's the same thing as being fixed. I've had thirty years to wonder, and I still don't know." Kade sat down across from him, some of the anger draining out, replaced by something heavier and harder to name. "Then what am I supposed to do with that." "I don't know. I genuinely don't." His father looked older, suddenly, in the low study light, the composed authority he wore like armor thinner than Kade had ever seen it. "I know the pack needs you steady. I know the alliance needs this marriage to hold, on paper if nothing else. Beyond that—" He shook his head. "I stopped being the right person to give you advice on this a long time ago. Possibly the day I gave you the advice that got us both into this conversation." It wasn't an apology. Kade understood that even as he sat with it — his father didn't traffic in apologies, hadn't in years, maybe hadn't ever — but it was closer to honesty than anything that had passed between them since the night of the ceremony, and for now, exhausted and raw and three weeks into a marriage that hadn't fixed a single thing it was supposed to, Kade found he didn't have the energy left to ask for more than that. He went to bed that night without any answers, but for the first time in months, at least without the specific exhaustion of pretending he had them. He lay awake a long while after, turning his father's confession over, and found himself circling back, as he increasingly did these nights, to the resurging pack two territories north and the Alpha nobody would name. He didn't have proof. He had a feeling, stubborn and unshakable, and months of watching that feeling refuse to fade no matter how thoroughly he tried to reason it away. Someday, he told himself, he'd find a reason legitimate enough to go and see for himself. Not yet. Not with a marriage three weeks old and a father finally, fractionally, telling him the truth for what might have been the first time in a decade. But someday. He fell asleep still turning the thought over, and it followed him, patient and unhurried, into his dreams.
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