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She smirked, shrugging. “Enjoy it while it lasts. Suicide drills first thing tomorrow
morning.”
Whoever was training her at OTS must be a fucking legend.
And I liked it-I fucking loved it.
“Because it is. You don’t need to make it harder than it really is.”
She was here.
Her smile was soft, affectionate. “Definitely. I promise.”
“In case you haven’t noticed, I’m not exactly dripping in feminine allure,” I said. “He’s an Alpha-polished and powerful. I’m…” I shrugged, familiar self-deprecation settling over
- “Me.”
That… made sense.
My cheeks instantly flamed. “No, Maya. Jeez.”
I raised a brow. “Really?”
“Don’t run from good things just because you’re afraid,” she whispered against my hair.
“You’ve lost enough.”
Maya frowned. “Okay, first of all, ew. Don’t ever talk about yourself like that again. Second, Lucian isn’t some shallow prick looking for arm candy. If he wanted pretty and empty, he could find it tenfold. But he’s stuck to you like gum on a shoe, even though-no offense, babe-you’ve hardly been receptive.”
I should have acted better, but Maya’s scent I’d smelled on Sera made me lose half of my mind, and nothing else mattered but finding out where it had come from.
Her presence hit me like a freight train. Logan surged-alert, feral, wound-up. My chest
ached with need.
But the hope in her voice stalled me. I knew she was trying to mend the rift between her
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and Sera the only way she knew how. Her pride held her back from facing her daughter,
and my sister’s new antagonism wasn’t making things easier.
And it made me feel something else entirely. It quadrupled the respect I had for Lucian.
“Thank you, darling.”
And still. Nothing.
My mother was too fragile to handle the brutal truth-which was that Sera loathed me.
And I wasn’t going to admit that someone half my weight threw me across the room like
a ragdoll.
I hung up and dropped my phone in the console. I looked up-
“Listen,” she said more gently, “you’re allowed to want things. You’re allowed to feel desired. And trust me, Sera, you are desirable. You have nothing to prove-not to the
right man.”
But then, inexplicably, underneath the relief was… disappointment?
I couldn’t understand the feeling. I guess with everything that had passed between Lucian and me, a part of me had wanted… something to happen.
Relief hit first. No unfamiliar sheets. No morning-after regrets. I was fully clothed, my shoes were neatly placed by the door, and a blanket had been tucked over me.
She raised a brow, those sharp eyes of hers seeing too much. “What’s with the long
face?”
I leaned back against the couch cushions and exhaled. Maybe I’d let Maya get too into my head and imagined the whole thing. Maybe the warmth in Lucian’s gaze was just his kindness, his steady loyalty.
I was on Maya’s couch.
Maya tilted her head, scrutinizing me like she could see right through to the truth lodged in my chest. “No, babe. You didn’t. But I’m guessing you’re wondering why he didn’t do
more.”
When the door closed behind her, I was left in the quiet of her apartment, cradling coffee
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between my palms and wondering what the hell was going on.
She blew me a kiss.
I chewed my bottom lip, at a loss for an answer. “I… don’t know. What if I do want to pursue something with him? What if I regret not saying something last night?”
I rarely let myself indulge in alcohol as much as I did last night. After what happened with Kieran ten years ago, I rarely let myself get inebriated, wary of making yet another devastating mistake.
I sighed. “I just-you said a bunch of things and… I thought maybe…” I stared down at my coffee. “Did I misread it?”
“Because you were drunk,” she said simply. “And Lucian is a lot of things-strategist, visionary, charming devil-but he’s not the kind of man who’d take advantage of someone not fully in control of their choices.”
I blinked at her as she moved through the room. She grabbed her keys from the counter and slung a canvas tote over her shoulder.
And saw her.
“Ah, I see,” Maya mused, smirking. “You hoped to wake up in a different place.” She winked. “Say, maybe, Lucian Reed’s bed?”
She winked. “I need to not be here for a while.”
I took a sip of the coffee, letting the warmth and caffeine flood my sluggish system. “How did I get here?” I asked softly.
She laughed, stroking my hair affectionately. She pushed the paper bag to me. “Breakfast burrito and cinnamon roll,” she announced. “Help yourself to anything in the fridge. Stay as long as you need to.”
Sera’s words had cut deeper than I let on, and since Kieran’s Beta so eloquently explained the dynamics of our rocky relationship, I couldn’t deny that I’d deserved them.
That made me laugh, and she nudged me with her elbow.
“They’re…” I paused, searching for the right lie. “Better.”
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Maya stepped in, balancing two cups of coffee and a paper bag. The bag carried the same logo as the restaurant we were at last night. I guess she really was a regular there.
I woke with my mouth dry and my limbs heavy, like I’d been asleep for a thousand years, and barely managed to claw my way back into the world.
I was losing my mind. And my pride. Fast.
I groaned, leaning back into the chair. “I hate you.”
The faint scent of saffron and eucalyptus filled the air-soothing, grounding.
That’s how long I had left to find her-the intoxicating woman with wildfire eyes ago a challenge on her lips. My mate.
“Oh, thank fuck,” I whispered.
She was acting so odd, but I didn’t want to push. “You’ll tell me what this is eventually, right?”
Twenty-three hours.
“I wanted to ask…” She hesitated. “How is your sister?”
I’d found her again. Finally.
She snorted. “Yeah, okay. I’m convinced.”
Maya leaned back and grinned, looking particularly proud of herself. “Then say something today. Tomorrow. Whenever. Just… don’t let it fester.”
I craned my neck to look up at her as she stood. “Going somewhere?”
She exhaled. “So you’ve seen her? Things are better between you two?”
Maya.
I stared at her in awe, unable to believe that there was someone on this earth who saw
me this way.
“Hi, Mom.”
Maya.
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I blinked against the soft morning light streaming in through parted drapes and slowly sat up, clutching the edge of the couch. I recognized that scent, associated with my new friend and formidable trainer.
No smeared lipstick, no taste of another’s mouth on mine. Nothing to indicate I’d done anything reckless.
I almost said no.
I frowned. “Here… like your home? Because of me?”
I mean, how desperate did I have to be that I was wishing I had a drunken one-night stand with him?
Her relief was palpable. “Good. That’s good.” A pause. Then, gentler: “I baked her those cinnamon raspberry scones she used to like. Will you come pick them up and take them
to her?”
ETHAN’S POV
She shook her head. “Oh, no, babe. It just turns out I’ve made too good an impression on my surroundings, and I’ve become more visible than I’d like.”
Maybe I was projecting hopes onto the only man in my life who hadn’t treated me like an afterthought.
Then she moved towards me again and leaned down to hug me, long and warm and anchoring.
“Ethan,” she greeted, her voice soft. My chest ached slightly. Ever since my father died, she hadn’t fully regained her luster, and I had no idea how to give her the comfort she needed.
I accepted it with grateful hands. “What time is it?”
“Lucian brought you,” she answered. “Carried you in himself like a goddamn knight in pressed slacks. Laid you down, made sure you were comfortable. Wouldn’t leave until I promised to call if you threw up or so much as breathed wrong.”
I let out a breathy laugh. “You make it sound easy.”
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I sighed. “Yeah. I can do that.”
My heart thudded. “Right.”
Discovering her name was the easy part. Actually finding her was proving impossible. And now I was stuck prowling the streets around her favorite restaurant like a creep.
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“She lives,” she teased, setting the bag on the coffee table and offering me a cup.
I winced at the memory of last night at the restaurant-the one I found out that Maya frequented often.
“She’s fine,” I said instinctively.
A flash of dark hair, honey-toned skin, long legs in combat boots. She was walking down the sidewalk, swinging a tote bag like she didn’t owe the world a damn thing.
My frown deepened. “Huh?”
“You’re pretty fucking amazing, you know that?” I whispered.
I nodded.
So when my phone buzzed, and my mother’s name lit the screen, I was already frayed at the edges.
But as a woman. One who was changing. Growing. Becoming.
The front door creaked open before I could spiral too far.
I shook my head and instantly regretted it when it throbbed.
Maya leaned in. “What happened to ‘we’re just friends’? Do you want something more, Sera?”
She was out there-close, maybe-but just out of reach. And the bond didn’t help. I’d honored her rules. No sniffing, no shortcuts.
Lucian had looked at me last night like he saw me-really saw me. Not as Kieran’s ex. Not
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as the tragic, estranged daughter of the Lockwood family.
Not my apartment.
Maya leaned in and kissed my forehead. “I know.”
“Late,” she answered, plopping down beside me. “But I’ll say you’ve earned the indulgence.”
Logan was in a constant state of agitation, prowling just beneath the surface, restless.
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