LOGINBy the time I got home, exhaustion sat heavily in my bones.
The porch light was already on.
Aunt Clara opened the door before I even reached it.
"You’re late."
"There was a goodbye dinner."
She stepped aside to let me in before immediately pulling me into a hug.
I melted into it quietly.
My aunt had become more than family over the years.
She became my shelter.
The first person who held me after that night.
The first person who made me feel safe again.
"You packed the rest of your things?" she asked softly.
"Mostly."
"Mostly?"
I sighed dramatically. "Okay fine, some things are still thrown around my room."
"Jolene Rachel Falls."
I groaned. "Don’t use my full name."
“That room better not look like a tornado passed through it.”
" It only looks like a small tornado."
She rolled her eyes and headed toward the kitchen.
My uncle Daniel looked up from the couch. "You nervous?"
The question settled heavily between us.
Because he wasn’t just asking about the job.
He knew that.
I swallowed slowly. “A little."
" Okay maybe a lot. But who wouldn't be. It has been years"
He nodded once like he understood more than I can admit.
Because maybe he. He and my aunt are the only once who knew what happened to me that night in the words. They know the demons I carry with me everyday.
He was one of only two people who knew what really happened after I left Crove Pack seven years ago.
Sometimes I still woke up hearing those voices.
My nightmares are them. They haunt me at night.
Feeling those hands.
Sometimes I still slept with the lights on.
I hated myself for that weakness.
" You don't have to stay if it becomes too much," Aunt Clara said quietly from the kitchen doorway.
Emotion clogged my throat unexpectedly.
"I know."
And I did know.
That was the difference now.
At eighteen, I ran because I had nowhere else to go.
At twenty-five, I was choosing to return.
That mattered.
Even if it terrified me.
......
The next morning came too quickly.
Boxes filled the backseat and trunk of my truck while the early morning wind brushed against my skin.
Aunt Clara stood on the porch holding two travel mugs.
"You'll need coffee."
“You know me so well."
" I practically raised you.”
I smiled softly and accepted the cup.
For a moment, neither of us spoke.
Then suddenly she pulled me into another hug.
A tight one.
The kind mothers give before letting go.
"You call me immediately when you get there," she ordered.
“I will.”
"And if anything feels wrong.. don't hesitate to call. I'll be on my way to you"
"I know"
Her eyes searched mine with a sad smile.
Probably checking for fear.
Honestly?
I was terrified.
But beneath the fear was something else too.
Closure maybe.
Or unfinished business.
I didn’t know yet.
Uncle Daniel carried the last box toward my truck before shutting the trunk firmly.
"You ready, kid?"
No.
Not even remotely.
But life rarely waited until people felt ready.
I took a deep breath and nodded anyway.
"Yeah,"I whispered.
I climbed into the driver's seat slowly, gripping the steering wheel tighter than necessary.
This truck had carried me through college.
Through panic attacks.
Through lonely nights and nightmares.
Now it was taking me back to the beginning.
Back to Crove Pack.
Back to my past.
Back to ghosts I never fully escaped.
I rolled down the window as Aunt Clara approached one last time.
"I'm proud of you," she said softly.
That almost broke me.
I smiled shakily instead.
"Love you."
"We love you too."
Then before I could lose my nerve, I started the engine.
And drove away.
.....
Two hours later, I was at the border of Crove pack. I could feel the bond connection through my blood streams.
I passed by the warriors and was stopped at the entrance.
"State your name and business here", one of the warriors asked.
"Jolene Falls. I'm here to see my parents" I said calmly but not feeling the calm.
Recognition dawn to his eyes an they widen.
"Holy shit" he muttered but I heard him. He turns and went looked at the others
"Tell Jasper his sister has arrived" he tells the other guys.
I immediately offed the engine and stepped out of the car.
I walked over to o where the warrior was standing,
"Is my brother here today?" I asked anxiously. They are the once who wanted me back,they are the once who found me the job..
"Yes...." He was caught of by Jasper's voice.
"Holy shit. Jolene!"
I turned around immediately and saw my older brother standing there looking older than I remembered. My eyes immediately glisten with tears and before I realized I was running to opened arms and he meets me half way.
He engulfed me into the tightest hug , lifting me off the ground and spinning me.
"Oh my goddess,I missed so much Jolene" he whispers in my hair
"I missed you so much too big brother" I tell him back.
After a few seconds,he lets me down and I fixed my short denim shirt. I might flashed the warrior but he looked pink and was checking me out.
"Wow... you've grown into such a big girl already" he says
"Well I'm no longer 18. I'm twenty-five" I tell him
"Well tell that to dad.. Speaking of dad, everyone is waiting at home for you. Let's go" he replied
"Who is everyone?" I asked suspiciously
"Well my mate and kids,Jacob and his mate and kids ,mom and dad" he said casually ,like he hadn't dropped a bomb on me.
" You have a mate now?" I asked
" Yeah"
" Well I didn't know. Why didn't you tell me?"I asked
" Well,I didn't decide to go into hiding for seven years,and not contact anyone but then suddenly contact your brothers so they finally know your whereabouts" he snaps and I top dead iny tracks.
He immediately regrets it by his facial expression.
" I'm sorry "I whispered
" Jo....I'm sorry. I didn't mean for it to come out that way "he says stepping forward. I stepped back.
" No... don't apologize. I hurt this family,you meant it and it's fine. Can we just go"I tell him calmly
" No,Jo. Don't be like that"he said again.
"It's fine. Can we go now."I asked not meeting his eyes.
" Sure"he says with a sigh.
I walked past him into the driver's seat and started the car,I waited for him to enter and then the boarder was opened for me pass through.
Jolene The weekend came as a much-needed breath after the emotional storm of the week. I needed normalc, something soft and uncomplicated to push the memory of Seth’s eyes out of my head. So I texted Jessica: Coffee at the park with the boys? I want to meet my nephews properly. Bring Aurora if she’s free. Girl time plus kids.Her reply was almost instant. YES. I’ll pack snacks. See you at 10?The park was bustling with weekend energy when I arrived, blankets spread under a shady oak. Jessica was already there, chasing two energetic toddlers while Aurora sat nearby drawing. My nephews, little carbon copies of Jasper with Jessica’s bright smile, toddled toward me the second I approached.“Auntie Jo!” the older one squealed, latching onto my leg. I laughed, scooping him up despite not being fully used to the title yet.Jessica pulled me into a warm hug. “You look like you need this as much as I do.”“I really do,” I admitted, settling onto the blanket. Aurora immediately crawled closer,
The morning after the dance, I moved through my classroom on autopilot, arranging crayons and wiping down tables that didn’t really need it. Sleep had been almost nonexistent. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Cal’s frustrated face or heard Aurora’s quiet sobs against my shoulder. The weight of it all pressed on my chest like a stone I couldn’t shake off.I was still rattled when the first students started trickling in. Then Aurora appeared in the doorway, her usual bounce missing. Her eyes were a little puffy, and she clutched her backpack straps like they were a lifeline. My heart twisted.“Good morning, sweetheart,” I said softly, crouching to her level as she approached my desk.She looked up, and just like that, her face lit up. The transformation was instant. “Miss Falls!” She threw her arms around my waist in a tight hug. I hugged her back without thinking, breathing in the faint scent of strawberry shampoo.“Did you have fun after I left?” I asked gently, guiding her to her s
Jolene The name hit me like ice water. JoleneI froze mid-step, the air suddenly too thick to breathe. Jolene Falls. The girl who was never meant to be my mate. The one I’d rejected without a backward glance all those years ago. My chest tightened painfully. Jessica,my little sister,couldn’t stop talking about how happy she was to have her best friend back. Mad at first, sure, but they were working through it. And Aurora? She wouldn’t shut up about ‘Miss Falls this’ and ‘Miss Falls that.’ The clay wolves, the stories at circle time, how she helped with the dress tonight.Cal watched me carefully. “Yeah. She’s back in Crove. Been teaching at the school for a bit now. Aurora’s completely taken with her.”I sank back into my chair, staring at the photo again but seeing something else entirely. Jolene. Back after seven years. The girl who used to blush every time I walked into a room in high school. I’d thought it was just a stupid crush back then,harmless, fleeting. Then the mate bond s
SethThe evening light had long since faded from the windows of my office, leaving the room bathed in the warm glow of a single desk lamp. I sat in the heavy leather chair, a glass of whiskey in my hand, the ice long melted into a watery amber. My thumb traced the edge of the silver frame on the desk, the photograph that always pulled me under.Aurora’s second birthday. She was perched on my shoulders, tiny hands tangled in my hair, her laughter frozen mid-bubble. Kaira stood beside us, one arm wrapped around my waist, her head tilted back in that carefree way she had when the world felt light. Her smile lit up the whole damn picture. It was one of the last truly happy moments before everything turned dark. Before the weight of the pack, the endless responsibilities, and then the sudden, cruel emptiness two years ago.I took another slow sip, the burn sliding down my throat but doing nothing to loosen the knot in my chest. Some memories you cling to because forgetting would be worse t
Jolene At the school gymnasium, the decorations were simple but sweet, twinkling lights, paper lanterns, and a small stage for performances. Parents and daughters milled about in their finery. I spotted Aurora immediately near the refreshments table, wearing a pale pink dress with little sparkles that caught the light. Her hair was in careful curls, but her face looked anxious as she scanned the growing crowd.“Miss Falls!” she called, running over the second she saw me. She did a little twirl. “Do you like my dress? Daddy picked it out special.”My heart squeezed. I crouched down to her level, smiling wide. “Aurora, you look absolutely beautiful. Like a little princess. That color makes your eyes shine.”She blushed, ducking her head with a shy giggle. “Really? You’re not just saying that?”“Really really,” I promised, tapping her nose gently. “You’re going to have the best time tonight. Want to show me your moves before it starts?”We practiced a silly dance together, her small han
JoleneThe days blurred together in a rhythm I hadn’t expected. Every afternoon around three-thirty, the classroom door would creak open and Cal would step inside, his broad shoulders filling the frame. At first I kept my responses short,polite nods, quick updates about Aurora’s day, nothing more. “She did well on her spelling quiz. She shared her snack with another student.” Professional. Safe.But Cal had a way of chipping at the walls I’d built so carefully. He’d linger, leaning against the desk with that easy half-smile, asking questions that pulled more than one-word answers from me.“Rough day?” he asked on Tuesday, watching Aurora carefully pack her clay wolf into her backpack like it was made of glass.I shrugged, wiping down the whiteboard. “Not really. Just long. You know how it is with twenty-five six-year-olds.”He chuckled, low and warm. “I can barely handle one. You’ve got superpowers, Jolene.”The compliment landed softly, unexpected. I felt my cheeks warm despite mysel
Jolene Jessica.The world stopped.She froze too.The toddler blinked between us in confusion while silence crashed through the room.Jess looked older.Not older in a bad way.Just… grown.Her once soft features looked sharper now. More mature. Long blonde hair rested over one shoulder while the
Jolene The drive to my parents' house felt shorter than it used to.Or maybe I spent too much of it trying not to panic.The roads were familiar. Every tree, every turn, every cabin hidden between the woods carried memories I never asked to keep. Some good.Most are painful.I kept both hands tigh
JoleneBy night fall I was already dressed for the rituals.Everyone was expected to be in a white dress with pearls and our family name tattooed on our hands. Jasper did mine this afternoon after the the graduation and it's hurts like hell.My white dress hugged softly at my waist while the skirt
Jolene Seven Years Later"Miss Falls, do you have to leave?"I looked down at Noah's small pout and tried not to smile too hard."I do," I said, crouching beside his desk."But that doesn’t mean the world is ending""It feels like it," he muttered,goodness, he is so cute.Across the classroom, sev







