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Lean’s POV
Our mate was in danger.
We knew it the moment our wolves howled, loud and urgent.
“Something’s happening at the apartment,” I said to my brother, who had already felt the same thing.
“Let’s go!”
We slipped out of Selene’s house through the same window we had used to enter. Despite the distance between us and the apartment, the mate bond—because that’s what it had to be—pulled at us with force. Even though it hadn’t fully formed yet, since she hadn’t accepted us.
Hell, she didn’t even know she was a wolf, and yet we could still feel the danger she was in.
“Could it be a break-in? A robbery at the apartment?” Kael asked, tossing me the car keys.
“I don’t know. All I can feel is that Selene is terrified—something is hurting her badly.”
I started the engine with a roar, and within seconds, we were on the highway.
“We could’ve shifted. We’d get there faster,” Kael suggested as we ran into traffic.
“And show up like that? Like beasts? Absolutely not.”
“Fine, you’re right, it’s just that…”
I swerved sharply, jumping the curb onto the sidewalk, which was clear.
“I’m following my instincts.”
I took an improvised "shortcut," speeding over the grass lining the road. It wasn’t exactly legal, but the urgent pull of Selene’s distress made my skin crawl. Every passing second felt decisive.
“Turn here, Lean. I’m sure this road leads to that canal that cuts through the highway.”
I followed Kael’s direction, and soon we were crossing the canal he had mentioned.
We were lucky not to run into any patrol cars—that would have been a much bigger problem.
We reached the apartment in minutes. I parked recklessly; I didn’t care. If I got a ticket, I’d pay it. The only thing that mattered was Selene.
Everything else could go to hell.
“Did you feel that?” Kael asked as we sprinted up the stairs—faster than if we had taken the elevator.
“I did.”
It was just a whisper in my mind, a fleeting sensation—like recognizing a familiar presence. But it was gone in an instant. Selene was still the priority.
We ran down the hall.
The apartment door was wide open.
And from inside, a faint, trembling sob.
If anyone had laid a hand on her, I would make sure they paid. Slowly. Painfully. I could swear it.
We entered cautiously.
Selene’s muffled cries came from deep inside the apartment.
Everything was a disaster.
Burglars.
But they were gone. They weren’t here anymore.
Was that what we had sensed while running up the stairs?
“I’ll get her,” Kael said through our link.
I nodded, scanning the wreckage around me.
Everything was destroyed. Torn apart. Shattered. Smashed against the floor.
What the hell happened here?
This wasn’t a robbery.
It was deliberate destruction.
Methodical. Intentional. Planned.
But why? And who?
“She’s okay,” Kael said through the link. “She’s got a bruise on her arm, and her blouse is torn, but nothing serious.”
“Who did this, Kael?! Who?!” I demanded.
“Don’t you smell it?”
What…?
I took a breath.
And then another.
No. It couldn’t be.
Them?
Our exes?
But… how?
Damn it.
They had followed us. Tracked us. Found us.
And because of us, Selene had been put in danger.
We exposed her to this.
I reached the bedroom in two strides.
Seeing her nearly broke me.
She was safe now, but her blouse was ripped at the collar, a large bruise darkened her left arm, and her pale cheeks were streaked with silent tears.
Pure agony.
Kael was by her side, comforting her, trying to calm her down. But I—I was burning with guilt.
Kael lifted his gaze.
“It was them,” he said through the link. “They were here. They thought she…”
“You don’t have to say it. I know exactly what they thought. Toxic bitches. We need to end this.”
“They destroyed everything, Lean. Even the pillows are slashed.”
“Miserable pieces of—”
“Do you think they know? About Selene being our—”
“No. No way. This was just jealousy. An attack because they thought Selene…”
I couldn’t even finish the thought.
She, so pure, so innocent, so fragile—
And they had violated her peace.
They would pay.
“What do we do? Go after them?”
“No,” I answered immediately. “Selene comes first. We need to make sure she’s okay and make up for what she’s suffered.”
“What do you suggest, brother?”
Selene was starting to calm down, but I could see in her eyes a flicker of resentment.
Tara and Nicole must have told her who they were.
And of course, she blamed us.
“We’ll replace everything, Selene. Don’t worry,” I said with certainty. “We’ll buy back everything they destroyed. And not just anything—the best quality, the most expensive, the latest models. Everything. The bed linens, the TVs, the fridge, the microwave, the coffee maker—hell, even the damaged flooring. We’ll replace it with the finest there is.”
She frowned, still tense. She seemed torn between her anger and our unexpected offer.
Then, slowly, her expression softened.
“Are you serious? You mean it, Lean?”
Hearing my name on her lips was a caress.
“Of course. By tomorrow, everything will be as good as new, Selene. I promise.”
I looked at Kael.
He agreed.
It was the least we could do to make up for what she had been through.
“For now,” Kael said, his voice a little lighter, “how about we get something to eat? And while we’re at it, we can show you what we brought you.”
Selene’s mood shifted completely.
I could feel it.
Even though our bond was still weak, it wasn’t just danger we could sense—it was her happiness, too.
“That sounds good. Yeah, I like that idea.”
Her joy ignited something inside me.
Like her emotions were mine.
Like we were connected—even if she didn’t know it yet.
“Then let’s go,” I said. “And don’t worry, Selene—while we’re here, they won’t dare touch you again.”
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