Days had passed, and the air around me was heavy with tension. I tried to focus on anything but them—Caden and Ryder—but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't escape the undeniable pull toward both of them.
I hated myself for it, hated that my emotions and my wolf were at constant odds. You can’t deny them forever, my wolf whispered.
I sighed, brushing her aside. "Yes, I can," I muttered under my breath.
That evening, I found myself in the brothers' house again, trying to keep my distance as much as possible. Caden had been unusually quiet all day, his soft glances at me almost unbearable to ignore.
I was sitting on his bed, absentmindedly flipping through a book, when I heard the bathroom door creak open. My heart skipped a beat as Caden stepped out, steam billowing behind hi
