Mason POV
The moon hung heavy over the McKinnley estate, drowning the gardens in silver and shadow. I stood alone near the edge of the forest, where the trees pressed close like silent sentries.
The air smelled of pine…
and danger.
The events of the last few weeks swirled in my mind — the rogue attack, the revelations about the twins’ parents, the dark silhouette watching us from the trees.
And the bond.
The impossible, undeniable bond with both of them.
I leaned my back against a thick oak trunk, closing my eyes as the wind whispered through its branches. My wolf stirred restlessly beneath my skin, pulled toward both Alex and Riley with equal force. A connection that shouldn’t exist — one I never asked for — but one I knew I could never walk away from.
“I didn’t sign up for this,”
