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My wife's childhood best friend returned from overseas with a child. To protect his reputation and secure the boy's future, she told everyone that she was the child's mother.

And my child? She claimed that my daughter was the bastard I had brought home after fooling around behind her back.

When I finally broke down and demanded an explanation, she remained as calm as ever.

"Bryan has always had it hard at home," she said. "And his son cannot grow up without a mother. I have to help them."

That day, I looked at the woman I had loved for seven years and decided that I would never love her again.

Chapter 1

When I learned that Gwyneth Sullivan planned to take Bryan Thatcher on a trip three days later to help sell the lie that his child was really her firstborn, I called my mother-in-law, Hilda Brunt.

"Mrs. Sullivan, I want a divorce."

Hilda let out a long sigh on the other end of the line. "Oh, dear child, it was Gwen who wronged you."

Ever since Gwyneth told everyone that our child, Prudence, was some bastard I had brought home after fooling around outside, a child I had forced her to raise, we had fought more fiercely than at any other time in our seven-year marriage.

When she realized I intended to take our daughter and leave, she had people lock me inside the villa.

Even when I took Prudence out for a checkup, a dozen bodyguards followed me every step of the way.

"She is our child," she had said. "I can't abandon her."

So she knew. She knew Prudence was her child. Yet with one careless sentence, she had nearly destroyed both our lives, even though she knew perfectly well that our daughter was her biological child.

Bryan's son, Sam, was the one whose mother no one knew.

I brushed my fingers over my daughter's sleeping cheek and realized this was my last chance. The thought that she might grow up without a mother's love hurt deeply. Yet I could not bear the idea that she would carry the stain of someone else's sin from the moment she was born.

Perhaps she felt the warmth of my hand. She shifted in her sleep and smiled, as if she understood how broken I felt, as if she were trying to comfort me.

Tears fell at once. I pulled my hand back and stepped out onto the balcony for air. "I'm sorry, sweetheart. Forgive your father for being cruel."

I had barely steadied myself when the villa door opened.

Gwyneth walked over and stopped in front of me. She glanced at my red eyes and said in the same flat voice, "Don't be like this in front of Prudence. Try to be happy."

It was easy for her to say. If I could control my feelings, I would never have fallen for the woman standing in front of me.

I had always known she kept a place for Bryan in her heart. I had always known that what she felt for me was not real love. The person I had loved most was the one who had wounded me most deeply.

"You've done so much to hurt me. You trapped me here. You took away my freedom." I looked at her. "What, I don't even have the right to feel devastated?"

She only stood there, guilt flickering across her face, but no words came.

Just like a few months earlier, not long after she gave birth…

I took Prudence for her shots that day. At the clinic, I ran into Gwyneth while she was there with Bryan's child.

She was gentle and attentive with Sam. She acted as if she feared he might be bumped or scratched.

"Gwen, look at our baby. He really takes after you."

A soft glow spread across Gwyneth's face. She let Bryan hold her hand, then allowed him to guide it to the child's little head.

The next moment, she looked up and saw me standing at the corner. She did not explain. She simply froze.

What a happy family of three.

If I had not been Gwyneth's husband, I might have said it out loud. I might even have envied them.

But I could not say it, and she did not deserve to hear it.

…

The woman standing in front of me remained silent for a moment, as if she had only just remembered something.

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I was done waiting for Cade Ironwood to notice I existed.

So I did something stupid.

I opened my grandma's forbidden grimoire and cast a companion spell.

A wolf with witch blood was already the pack's biggest freak.

Now I was playing with magic, too.

The night before I left for Crescent Bay, I decided to try it.

I traced the runes on my bedroom floor and whispered,

"I'll be kind of lonely watching the ocean by myself. Can you come with me?"

The candles flickered.

I held my breath, half-expecting nothing to happen.

Then a voice—low, warm, impossible—answered.

"Are you sure about that?"

I froze.

Wait, since when did a companion spell talk back like that?

Like an actual person with opinions and everything?

Help, that's not what Grandma's spellbook said!

But before I could spiral into full panic mode, the voice softened.

"Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you. I'm right here. I'll do anything you want with you."

I stared at the dying candles for a long moment, my brain trying to process what just happened.

Then I gave up, blew out the candles, and went to pack.

Because honestly?

At that point, a mysterious voice was still better company than Cade Ironwood.

What I didn't expect was running into Cade at the airport the next day.

We lived in the same pack territory, but it had been ten days since I'd last seen him. I'd taken his words to heart—stopped clinging, stopped asking for his time, stopped pretending he still cared.

I wasn't planning to say hi.

Then Briar Nightwind came bounding out from behind him.

"Iris!"

I turned stiffly. The moment my eyes met Cade's, I caught the irritation flash across his face.

He was carrying Briar's luggage. They were going on a graduation trip. Together.

Something bitter twisted in my ch//est, but I kept my face blank and looked away.

Briar dragged him over. "What a coincidence! What are you doing here?"

She shot Cade a playful look. "Iris is flying out the same day as me, and you didn't even come see her off? Some oath-brother you are."

I wanted to crawl into a hole.

But then Cade frowned and said, "Iris, you really didn't need to follow me all the way here."

His voice had an edge I'd never heard before.

"It's been, what, a few days? And you're already back to your old ways? I swore a blood oath to look after you, but I need my own space too."

I closed my eyes for a second, then held up a hand. "You think I came here because of you?"

That threw him off. He blinked. "Then why else?"

I let out a quiet, disbelieving laugh. "I'm flying to Crescent Bay today."

I tapped my wrist where my grandmother's protection bracelet sat. "I'm on a schedule. Anything else?"

Silence.

Cade stared at me like he was seeing me for the first time.

I'd dyed my hair. Changed my style. Planned an entire trip without once asking him to come along.

When he finally spoke, his voice came out wrong.

"How come you didn't tell me?"

I frowned. Was he serious?

Wasn't he the one who'd cornered me two days ago, telling me he was sick of me clinging to him, relying on him for everything? Now he wanted to play the concerned childhood friend?

"Why would I need to tell you?" I asked.

Cade didn't have a comeback for that, and his expression darkened. "Would the pack elders really be okay with you traveling alone?"

For some reason, the presence from my spell flickered to life in my mind.

"Who said I'm going alone?"

Cade scoffed. "I know you better than anyone. You can't even cross pack territory without me. Your wolf senses are barely functional. Who else would go with you? Even if your parents are fine with it, my mom would still—"

Before he could finish, his phone rang. It was his mother, Vera Ironwood.

My wolf hearing had never fully developed after the accident. Even straining, I couldn't make out what they were saying. But watching Cade's expression grow darker and darker, I could guess Vera was ordering him to come to Crescent Bay with me.

He could have said no. But after he hung up, he let out a long sigh. "I really can't get rid of you, can I?"

I stood there, frozen.

I understood why his mother did it. When I was little, my wolf senses had been normal. Then one day, Cade dragged me into the woods to explore an old rogue den—somewhere we had no business being. We'd gotten cornered by a feral wolf, and in the chaos, its claws had raked across my head.

I'd collapsed, blood streaming down my face. My parents had rushed me to the pack healer, and the news hadn't been good. My wolf senses were permanently damaged. I'd never fully shift, never track by scent, never feel the pack bond the way others did.

My parents hadn't blamed him, but Vera had been furious. She'd dragged Cade in front of the entire pack and forced him to swear a blood oath.

"Cade Ironwood swears he'll protect Iris Stoneheart forever, stand by her side, and never harm her again."

Little Cade had cried so hard his whole body shook. He'd been too young to understand what a blood oath meant—that it would bind his wolf to mine for life.

But to everyone's surprise, he'd actually kept that promise.

From the time we were six until we were eighteen, he was the one I leaned on. He understood what I needed without me having to say a word.

So I'd always known when Cade started pulling away. When he started looking at Briar instead.

It was around three months before graduation, I think. Briar, the pack's wild child who never took anything seriously, had suddenly started training.

Cade had been dismissive. He'd handed me a protein bar after practice while muttering under his breath. "So she's done screwing around, and now she wants to prove herself? Does she really think three months can make up for years of slacking off? I can't stand wolves like that."

He really had disliked Briar—she was always late to patrol, always skipping pack meetings, always causing trouble.

But that changed the day he found her alone in the training ring after midnight.

She'd been running drills, over and over, her wolf form stumbling with exhaustion. Cade had seen the desperation in her eyes—the need to prove she belonged.

From that day on, he started spending more time with her. A month before graduation, he brought her into our study sessions to help her pass the pack trials. And he started forgetting I existed.

So it made sense that he wanted to draw a line between us.

I thought about it for a moment and took a deep breath. "You don't have to come. I'll smooth things over with your mom."

Cade gave a bitter half-smile and pulled a boarding pass from his pocket. Then he turned to Briar. "I was on the fence about going with you, but looks like I don't have a choice."

They looked at each other and smiled.

I traced the rune on my bracelet and whispered into the spell. "I think I just became a prop in their little game."

The presence stirred, warm and steady in my mind. "That's rough."

The whole flight, Cade sat between me and Briar. She was the one talking his ear off now, while I sat in silence, tracing the runes on my bracelet and reaching out to the spell.

"Will you really show up?"

The presence stirred, warm and certain. "If you want me to, I'll be there."

My heart skipped a beat, and my face began to heat up.

Cade's voice came from beside me. "Why is your face so red? You'd better not be having another episode. That's the last thing I need."

He started rummaging through his bag, then stopped short. He hadn't brought the herbs the pack healer usually gave me—the ones that helped stabilize my damaged wolf senses.

"Stop looking. I'm fine. And you don't need to carry that stuff for me anymore."

Cade opened his mouth to say something, but Briar pulled his attention away. She'd knocked over her water bottle, and I watched as he patiently helped her clean it up without a single word of complaint. That stung.

But then, for some reason, Briar turned to me.

"Iris, Cade used to take care of you like this, right? I feel kind of bad being the third wheel between you two."

I had no idea why Briar always had this talent for making things painfully awkward. I smiled without answering and stood up to head to the restroom.

That was when the plane hit turbulence. I lost my balance, and my body tipped straight backward. My wolf instincts should have kicked in—should have steadied me—but they didn't. A ringing filled my ears, and just as I thought I was going to hit the floor, a pair of strong hands caught me.

In that split second, the spell's words echoed in my mind. "I'm right here. I won't hide, I won't back away, and I won't run. I've got you."

But when I turned my head, all I saw was a middle-aged human businessman.

"Careful there, miss."

I scrambled to my feet, my face bvrning. "Thank you. I'm so sorry."

The next second, someone grabbed my wrist. It was Cade, and he didn't look pleased.

"Iris, you're not a little kid anymore. Are you seriously pulling stunts like this just to get my attention?"

I was still drowning in embarrassment from what had just happened, and hearing Cade accuse me on top of it made me feel even worse.

"Cade, what are you even talking about?"

He didn't care that I'd almost fallen. "What I'm saying is, can you stop acting so helpless? Would it kill you to not depend on me?"

He looked completely serious. If he could say something that harsh, he really didn't care about me at all anymore.

I pulled my wrist free and muttered, "Got it."

Then I turned and walked straight into the restroom without looking back. I locked myself in and sat there in silence for ten minutes.

By the time I came out, I'd made up my mind.

I was done waiting for Cade Ironwood.

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