My fingers tug at his shirt, the fabric tearing under my grip, and I feel Eric’s hands on my shoulders, his lips moving lower, trailing fire across my skin. It’s raw, consuming, the kind of heat that could burn this whole pack house down. 

I want more—more of Rick, more of Eric, more of this bond that makes us whole, even without her.

“What the hell are you guys doing?” a voice snaps, sharp and raw, cutting through the haze.

I freeze, my lips still on Rick’s, my hands gripping his hair. I turn my head, slow and deliberate, and there she is—Lia, standing in the doorway, her eyes wide with shock, her face a storm of fury and something else, something that makes my wolf howl. 

My smirk widens, slow and deliberate, as I meet her gaze, letting her see every bit of the monster she hates.

Chapter 46: Truths That Bleed 🐺🔥🌙


I opened my eyes slowly. My wrists burned where the cuffs had been. The metal was gone, but the sting stayed like a live wire under my skin. My head felt thick and fuzzy. When I tried to stand, a sharp shock ran through me and I had to sink back down.


A soft voice came from beside me. "Careful, Lia."


I turned. Rick was there, close enough that I could see the tired circles under his eyes. 


His face was warm, but heavy — like he carried a weight he didn't want to show.


Behind him Dorian, Eric, and Dean stood in a line, close together, their faces tight. The room felt small with them in it. The air hung heavy between us.


The mate bond pulsed in my chest. It was hot and heavy, pulling me toward them even though I was still scared and still angry. I didn't know why I wanted them and hated them at the same time, but the pull was real. I couldn't deny it.


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