Chapter 64
After my engagement with Sebastian last night, everyone in the pack was so happy and kept congratulating me. My kids were the happiest of them all. They couldn’t stop their excitement for our marriage. The evening air was cool as we stepped outside. Bridget held my hand tightly, and Tristan was skipping ahead with excitement. Sebastian had texted me just a few moments ago, letting me know he was already at the restaurant Waiting for us. I should’ve been feeling nothing but happiness. After all, this was what I wanted–or at least what I’d convinced myself I wanted.
But the golden eyes.
The wolf.
Its presence still haunted me, lingering in my mind like a shadow I couldn’t shake. I tried to dismiss it, to focus on the joy of the engagement and the happiness of my children, but something gnawed at me.
Was I just imagining things?
Maybe it was the stress of everything.
Maybe my mind was playing tricks on me.
We arrived at the small restaurant Sebastian had chosen–a cozy spot that was intimate and quiet, perfect for an evening meant to be about family. I spotted him immediately, sitting at a corner table by the window, his smile warm as he watched us approach. The sight of him eased some of my tension, reminding me of why I’d said yes in the first place.
He stood up as we walked in, greeting the kids with his usual affection. They adored him, and I could see why. As we sat down, I felt a wave of comfort wash over me. This was right. This was how things were supposed to be.
But deep down, something still felt… unsettled
“How’s my favorite family?” Sebastian asked, smiling as he poured water for everyone.
“Excited,” Tristan said with a grin, already digging into the breadbasket. “We’re going to have the best wedding ever, right, Mommy?”
I forced a smile. “Right.”
Sebastian reached across the table, his hand resting on mine. His touch was gentle, reassuring. “How are you doing? Everything okay?”
“I’m good,” I replied, though I wasn’t sure if I believed my own words. “Just… a lot to take in, you know?”
He nodded, understanding without pushing. That was one of the things I loved about him–he never pressured me, never asked more than I was willing to give. He just waited, patient and steady.
But tonight, as the conversation flowed around me–Sebastian talking with the kids, their laughter filling the small space–I felt like I was drifting. Like I was there but not fully present. The unease in the pit of my stomach only grew, despite Sebastian’s efforts to make everything seem so perfect.
When the kids were distracted by the dessert menu, Sebastian leaned in closer, his voice low and concerned. “Adeline, what’s going on? You’ve been distant all night.”
I hesitated, not sure how to explain the jumble of thoughts swirling in my mind. The engagement. The wolf. The sense that something was slipping through my fingers, just out of reach.
“I don’t know,” I finally admitted, feeling the weight of my own uncertainty. “I thought I’d feel… different. Happier, maybe. But I can’t shake this feeling that something’s not right.”
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His brow furrowed slightly, but he didn’t let go of my hand. “It’s big step, Addie. It’s normal to feel a little overwhelmed.
“I know,” I said, staring down at our intertwined fingers. “But this feels like more than just nerves.”
Before he could respond, my phone buzzed on the table, vibratiig insistently. I glanced at the screen, expecting it to be something unimportant, but the name that flashed across the screen sent a jolt through me.
Killian Volkov.
My heart skipped a beat, and I quickly snatched the phone off the table, my pulse racing. What the hell did he want now?
Sebastian must have noticed the change in my expression because his voice dropped with concern. “Who is it?”
I hesitated for a split second before I shook my head. “No one important.”
I put the phone face down on the table, trying to focus on the moment, on Sebastian and the kids, but I couldn’t ignore the buzzing tension in my chest. Killian’s presence, even from afar, had a way of pulling me in and making me question everything I thought I knew.
“Adeline?” Sebastian’s voice brought me back. He was watching me closely, his concern etched on his face. “You sure you’re okay?”
I forced a smile. “Yeah. I’m fine.”
But I wasn’t fine.
Not at all.
my own The rest of the dinner passed in a blur. Sebastian tried to engage me, but I was too distracted, too caught up thoughts. When we finally left the restaurant and made our way back home, I felt a tension building inside me, growing heavier with each step.
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After the kids were tucked into bed and the house was quiet, I stood by the window, staring out into the darkness. The phone was still in my hand, Killian’s name glowing on the screen.
I hadn’t opened the message yet. I don’t want to deal with him right after everything that happened. I was too afraid of what the message might say.
The past
had a way of creeping back in, no matter how much I tried to move forward. No matter how hard I tried to build a new life with Sebastian and the kids, there was always something pulling me back to Killian.
With a deep breath, I finally opened the message.
But instead of the bitter words I expected, the message was shockingly simple.
We need to talk. Now.
That was it. No explanation, no details. Just a demand.
I stared at the screen, my heart pounding in my chest. What now?
What could he possibly want? What was so urgent that he needed to talk now?
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Suddenly, a loud thud came from outside, shattering the silence of the night. My head snapped toward the window, my pulse quickening. I peered into the darkness, my breath catching in my throat.
And then I saw them–those same golden eyes, glowing in the darkness by the edge of the trees.
The wolf was back.
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Fear shot through me like ice.
What was happening? Why was it here again?
Before I could make sense of it, the golden eyes disappeared into the shadows, leaving me standing there, heart racing, alone with my thoughts and a growing sense of dread.
Something was coming. Something I couldn’t ignore. And this time, I had the sinking feeling that Killian Volkov was at the
of it.
center
The cliff I’d been
standing
on for so
long,
inove trying to
forward now it felt like I
was about
to fall.
And I wasn’t
sure I’d
survive the drop.
