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Her fault

MARTHA’S POVI sat on the worn couch in the living room, my fingers drumming impatiently against the armrest as I watched Silas move about the house with obvious purpose. He was getting ready to go out…again. Always leaving, always running somewhere else, anywhere but here with me.The sound of keys jingling, the rustle of his jacket, the way he checked his phone with a slight smile… it all grated on my nerves. He was probably going to see her. Or thinking about her. He was always thinking about her."Where are you going?" I asked, my voice cutting through the silence.Silas paused in the doorway, his hand on the doorframe. He turned to look at me, his expression hard. "Since when are we close enough to be asking each other where we're going?"The words stung more than they should have, but I pushed past the hurt. I stood up, crossing my arms over my chest. "You're supposed to sit with me. We need to plan.""Plan?" Silas's eyebrows rose in mock confusion. "Plan for what? About what?"

An answer

BRAHAM’S POVMillie was different.I'd noticed it the moment she walked out of that prison, past the swarm of reporters, and into the car. There was something in her eyes…something hard and determined that hadn't been there before. Or maybe it had always been there, buried under years of hurt and fear, and now it was finally breaking through.And I could see it even through watching it on my phone since I couldn't go with her. I had to stay with our son, Lionel.She sat across from me now in the living room, curled up on the couch with a cup of tea she hadn't touched. Leo was upstairs doing his lessons with Renan, who had volunteered to be his private tutor for now. The house was quiet except for the occasional sound of the antique clock ticking."You want to talk about it?" I asked.She looked up at me, then back down at her tea. "I told him everything. Everything I should have said years ago.""How did that feel?""Liberating." She smiled, but it didn't quite reach her eyes. "And te

The father question

MILLIE-ROSE’S POVI couldn't breathe.Leo stood in front of us, his question hanging in the air like a bomb waiting to explode. Braham, are you my real dad?My hand was still gripping Braham's, so tight I could feel his pulse pounding against my palm. Or maybe that was my own pulse. I couldn't tell anymore."Leo..." I started, but my voice came out strangled.He looked at me with those impossibly perceptive eyes. "It's okay, Mommy. You can tell me the truth."The truth. God, what even was the truth?Braham cleared his throat beside me. "Leo, why don't you come sit with us?"Leo climbed onto the couch, settling between us. He looked so small, so vulnerable, and yet there was something in his posture that was pure strength. Like he'd already braced himself for whatever we were about to say."Sweetheart," I began, releasing Braham's hand to cup Leo's face. "That's a very big question.""I know." He didn't look away. "That's why I asked."Braham leaned forward. "Leo, do you know what it m

Revenge plan

MARTHA'S POVThe bruises had faded to ugly yellow-green splotches across my ribs and arms. The split lip had healed, though I could still feel the phantom ache when I touched it. But the rage? The rage had only grown stronger, festering like an infected wound. The photos were everywhere… paparazzi shots of her walking through the city with that insufferable confidence, entertainment news coverage of her leaving the mall, candid images of her at some outing with Callie.And in almost every recent photo, there he was. Braham Gothan. And sometimes, if the paparazzi got lucky, that boy. Lionel.My chest tightened every time I saw them together. The perfect little family. The happy ending she didn't deserve.The happy ending I unknowingly created for her.I clicked on another article. "Millie-Rose Harvey Visits Father in Prison… Exclusive Photos!" The headline screamed at me. I forced myself to read it, even though every word felt like broken glass in my throat.Sources say the meeting wa

A suspect

BRAHAM'S POVSomething was wrong.I'd been feeling it for days now… a constant prickling at the back of my neck, an itch I couldn't scratch. My wolf was restless, pacing beneath my skin like a caged animal. Every instinct I had was screaming that danger was close, but I couldn't pinpoint the source.It was driving me insane."You look like hell," Renan said, dropping into the chair across from my desk at pack headquarters.I looked up from the security reports I'd been reviewing for the third time. "Thanks for the observation.""I'm serious, Braham." He leaned forward, his expression grim. "You've been on edge for days. What's going on?"I rubbed my face, feeling the exhaustion down to my bones. I hadn't slept properly in almost a week. Every time I closed my eyes, my wolf surged forward, demanding I patrol. Demanding I protect."Something's coming," I said finally. "I can feel it."Renan nodded slowly. "I've felt it too. Nothing specific, just… wrong. Like the air before a storm."Th

Little good deed

I was a coward.That's what it came down to, really. I'd spent so much time blaming everyone else… Martha, Millie, circumstances, bad luck… but the truth was simpler and more pathetic than that.I was just a coward.I took another drink from the bottle of whiskey on the table in front of me. It was barely noon, but what did it matter? It wasn't like I had anywhere to be. No job to go to. No reputation to uphold. Nothing left except this dingy apartment and a woman who hated me as much as I was starting to hate myself.The TV was on but muted, showing some daytime talk show I wasn't watching. My phone sat next to the bottle, screen dark. I'd been staring at it for the last hour, working up the courage to make a call I knew I had to make.But courage wasn't exactly my strong suit these days.The door to the apartment opened, and I heard Martha's footsteps. She didn't acknowledge me, just went straight to the bedroom. A few minutes later, she came back out with her laptop, settling on th

The bait

MILLIE'S POVThe phone call from Silas shouldn't have surprised me as much as it did.I sat on the couch in the living room, staring at Callie’s phone still clutched in Braham’s hand. His eyes were still that dangerous gold color, his wolf barely contained beneath the surface. Callie stood by the window, her arms crossed, while Renan paced near the fireplace."You believe him?" I asked, breaking the tense silence.Braham's jaw tightened. "His information matches what I've already found. The surveillance. Martha's scent on the property. The timing.""He could be setting us up," Callie said, her voice hard. "Silas isn't exactly known for his honesty.""No," I said quietly. "But he's known for being a coward. And cowards don't usually set elaborate traps. They run."Renan stopped pacing. "So what do we do? Wait for Martha to make her move?""No." Braham's voice was firm. "We don't wait. We prepare."I stood up, my mind racing. "She's been watching us. Tracking when we go to Riverside Pa

Lost to myself

MARTHA'S POVThe coffee shop was nearly empty. Just me, an elderly man reading a newspaper, and a bored barista.I sat in the corner booth, fingers drumming on the chipped table. The envelope felt heavy in my purse. Five thousand dollars. Everything I had left.The door chimed. Daniel Chen walked in…mid-forties, average height, forgettable face. He slid into the booth."You have the payment?"I pulled out the envelope. He counted quickly, tucked it into his jacket."They're creatures of habit," he said, pulling out his phone and showing me photos. "Same park. Same time. Between two and four PM, like clockwork. The woman sits on that bench." He swiped to another photo. "The kid plays on the playground. Red and yellow structure. Usually the slide."My heart pounded as I studied the images. Lionel. And Millie."Security?""Minimal. Just her and the kid most days. Sometimes the assistant. Haven't really seen the big guy at the park."Callie. Of course."What about your part?"Daniel leane

Futile attempt

BRAHAM’S POV I smelled her the moment she stepped out of that beat-up Ford.Martha's scent; cheap perfume, rage, and desperation…cut through the park like a blade. My wolf surged forward, claws scraping at the inside of my skin."She's here," I murmured into the comm unit hidden in my ear."Copy that." Renan's voice crackled back. "North side, moving toward the playground."I kept my position behind the large oak near the parking lot, watching through the gaps in the leaves.Around the park, six of my pack sentinels blended into the afternoon crowd; A jogger. A couple on a blanket. A man walking his dog. All connected through the bond, alert and ready.Millie sat on the bench with Callie, both facing the playground. Their backs were to Martha. Perfect targets.Leo went down the slide, his laughter carrying across the grass. Completely oblivious to the monster watching him.Good. He should never know how close she came.Martha moved closer, adjusting her baseball cap. Her hands trembl

Fear and assurance

MILLIE’S POV "Mama?"Leo's small voice broke through the silence that had filled the car since we left the park.I reached over and took his hand, my fingers still trembling. "Yes, baby?""Why were Braham’s eyes different?"My heart stopped. I looked across the car seat at Braham, whose jaw had tensed."What do you mean, sweetheart?" I asked carefully."They were yellow. Like in those animal shows." He tilted his head, studying Braham with that unnerving intelligence that always made him seem older than three. "But then they were normal again."Braham's eyes met mine over Leo's head. A silent conversation passed between us.Not yet. He's too young.But he saw. He knows something happened.We can't lie to him.Braham leaned forward slightly, keeping his voice gentle. "You're right, buddy. They were different.""Why?""Because I was protecting you. Sometimes, when people I love are in danger, I change a little bit."Leo's eyes widened with fascination rather than fear. "Like a superher

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