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I barely caught any rest last night, tossing and turning until the witching hour when I crept over to check on Lucas’s forehead. By the time I finally drifted off, the sun was already high, streaming through the gaps in my curtains.I craned my neck to look at the bed. Lucas was buried in the duvet, his back to me, not moving a muscle. I reached out, giving the kid’s hair a gentle rub."The sun’s burning our tails, Lucas. Time for us slackers to roll out of bed."He didn't move. I propped myself up on my elbow, letting out a soft chuckle."Don't fake it, I know you’re awake. Get up, eat some breakfast, and I’ll drop you off..."I froze mid-sentence. My pulse slowed to a crawl and the blood drained from my face.Lucas’s skin was radiating a terrifying heat. I turned him over, and my heart stopped. A crimson mess was smeared under his nose, a heavy nosebleed having already soaked through half the pillowcase."Lucas! Lucas, wake up! Andrew!"I was paralyzed with fear for a split second b

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I was still on edge after finding out Lucas was back in the ward, and facing Julian Park now made me feel even more out of my depth. Julian seemed to sense my tension; he didn't try to close the gap between us, keeping a respectful distance."I’ve been trying to get a hold of you for days to discuss transferring your brother to a different facility, but your phone’s been a black hole," Julian said, his voice soft but steady.I tightened my grip on my sleeves. "Julian, I’ve been thinking. I don't think my brother can handle the shift in pack vibes or a long flight right now. I’ve decided he stays here."Julian looked genuinely taken aback. "But we had a verbal agreement. The private lab was all set to prioritize his recovery."I shook my head, my jaw set. "Don't sweat the details, Julian. My mind is made up. I'm sorry."As I turned to head back toward the clinic, Julian’s voice sharpened with a hint of urgency. "Lanka, do you actually know the truth about what happened back then?"I st

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"Relax, it's just me." That low, gravelly vibration of a voice came from right above me.I only realized then, my heart hammering against my ribs, that the chest I was being crushed against was one I knew by heart. The scent of cold pine and rain hit my nose, and despite everything, a wave of unwanted relief washed over me. I’d been too wound up in the chase to notice who had caught me.The steel in my muscles turned to liquid, and I let out a long, shaky breath, loosening my teeth from his skin and leaning into Andrew’s heat.Andrew pulled his hand back, shaking it out. He looked down at me with an expression that was a mix of irritation and absolute helplessness."Jeez, Lanka. You’ve developed a real taste for my blood, haven't you?"His chin was still marked from our last run-in, and now his palm sported a fresh set of jagged tooth marks. The kicker was that I’d bitten the exact spot on his hand I’d previously sliced with a card back at the manor. The wound had barely started to kn

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I pulled my hand back from Andrew’s mouth, feeling the cold air hit my damp skin. Before I could even process the adrenaline of the bite, I realized the chest I was being held against was solid, warm, and entirely too familiar. The scent of pine and crushed mountain herbs hit me—a scent that used to mean safety.Belatedly, I realized the arms wrapped around me weren't those of a stranger. My heart, which had been hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird, finally slowed. I felt the tension bleed out of my muscles as I leaned into Andrew’s heat, my head resting against his shoulder for just a second too long.Andrew pulled his hand away, his eyes narrowing as he inspected the damage. He looked at me with a mix of genuine annoyance and a strange, helpless kind of amusement."Developing a taste for it, are we?" he muttered.His jaw was still healing from our last scrap, and now his palm was a mess of fresh teeth marks. The irony wasn't lost on me; I’d bitten the exact hand I’d slashe

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"Don't try to talk me out of it," Lydiasa snapped. "I know you have a soft heart, Lanka. You’re a good soul, but some things are unforgivable. I brought you here to see how we handle those who think they can replace you. I didn't bring you here to change my mind. Just stand back."Serena, hearing this, turned a look of pure poison toward me."Lydiasa, you and my grandmother were closer than siblings! I know if she were alive, she’d protect me! I’ve always treated you like my own blood! She's already claiming the pup is Andrew's, and still you want to drag her to the OR? You crazy old bat!""Don’t you dare bring up your grandmother. She was the epitome of integrity, pure as the first snow. If she knew her own blood was out here wrecking homes and lying about legacies, she’d break your legs herself! Since you say I’m like a grandmother to you, let me teach you the lesson she would have!"Lydiasa’s face was hard, but I saw a flicker of pity in her eyes. Pity for her old friend, maybe, bu

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Andrew squeezed Serena’s hand, his gaze dropping to her with a look of practiced calm."Relax. The medical team has everything under control. You and the pup are in the best hands possible."Serena watched his face, searching for a crack in the armor, but something seemed to settle in her. She gave a slow, deliberate nod. "I trust you, Andrew. I’ll do exactly what you say."With a performative air of obedience, she settled back onto the gurney. As the nurses began to wheel her toward the double doors, she tilted her head just enough to catch my eye.When our gazes met, her lips pulled back into a sharp, jagged smile. It was a look of pure, unadulterated triumph—a silent mockery that made my skin crawl.I curled my fingers into my palms, forcing myself to look at the sterile floor tiles instead. With Andrew standing right there, making a paternity test go "the right way" would be a walk in the park. He was so desperate to believe he had an heir, so committed to being the protector of h

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I supported Lydiasa as she settled onto the edge of the large bed. As I guided her, Andrew hung his head, a ghost of a smirk playing on his lips. He was preparing to stretch out, clearly thinking he had won this round of "concussion" theatrics.Just as he felt the mattress beneath him, I released my grip, stepped back, and planted a heavy boot right into the center of his expensive suit pants.Oof!Andrew’s massive frame was sent sprawling face-first onto the covers."Lanka Monroe!"Andrew rolled over, shouting in sheer disbelief. I could tell it was the first time in his life he’d ever been handled like that. It wasn't just pulling a tiger's tail—it was using the tiger as a footstool.There was a time when I was terrified of him. To me, he held the weight of a stern father figure and the agonizing preciousness of a first love. I used to walk on glass just to keep him from frowning.But the divorce papers were signed. The love was dead, and the rose-colored glasses were ground to dust

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"My father is absolutely livid with me, Andrew. He’s already struck me across the face several times these past few days."I watched Serena huddle in the hospital bed, her voice trembling."The entire pack is shunning him now. Not a single lunar bank or elder is willing to throw a silver coin toward the Hawthorne family to help stabilize our territory. We are truly up the creek without a paddle. Andrew, I am begging you, for the sake of the pup in my belly, cut the Hawthorne family some slack? I promise I will stay on the straight and narrow. I’ll bring this baby into the world, shower him with love, and raise him right. You care so much about our bloodline, you surely wouldn't want this little one to start life without even having a mother around."I looked at her. One of her cheeks was still swollen from the slap I had landed on her earlier, and on the other, the faint outline of a handprint was visible. It looked like Damon Hawthorne's handiwork. She actually looked genuinely remor

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"Since when can expectant mothers indulge in heavy drinking, Julian?"I stood in the doorway of the Savory Seasons private room, my presence like a sudden frost. The air in the room, thick with the scent of vintage liquor and the low hum of deals being made, turned ice-cold. My eyes were locked on Julian Park, who was currently tilting a glass back.Beside him, Carllo’s smile froze. He looked at me, then at the half-empty glass in his hand, his heart clearly hammering against his ribs."Andrew... what are you doing here?" Carllo stammered.I stepped closer, the pressure of my aura silencing the room. Even Director Harriet, a man who feared little, set his glass down. I didn't care about the director. I didn't care about the business. I looked directly at Julian, my voice heavy and dangerous."You were the one who told me you were expecting, weren't you? Is this how you care for a new life? Or is the 'pregnancy' just a script for your next drama?"Carllo’s face went pale. He knew. With

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"Julian, what is the meaning of this? You’re carrying a pup?"Director Harriet’s voice cut through the air like a whip, his brow furrowed as he pinned Julian with a look that could melt lead. If the second lead was secretly expecting and trying to hide it from the production, the insurance nightmare alone would sink the project.Julian looked like he was about to faint. Landing a role in a high-fantasy werewolf epic was his only shot at going mainstream, and if this rumor stuck, his career was over before it started. He shook his head frantically, his voice caught in his throat.I stepped in front of Julian, giving him a sharp nudge. "Director, I’m the one in the loop here. Julian had a miscarriage last week!"Julian caught on instantly, his eyes brimming with fake, tragic tears. "Yes... yes, I lost the pup for the sake of my career! It was a sacrifice for the art!"But Andrew just let out a low, guttural snort of pure derision. "A miscarriage? Truly? Which lunar healer did you see, J

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