Levi''s POV


    The way Louis looked at her.


    He wasn''t angry anymore. He wasn''t shouting. He looked… broken. Like someone had ripped something important out of his chest and left a hole there.


    And it hit me hard.


    We were losing Olivia.


    Losing her to a stranger.


    To a guard.


    And it was driving me insane.


    I didn''t know what to do anymore. Every move I made felt wrong. Every word I said pushed her further away. I wanted to protect her. I wanted this rtionship to work… I wanted to keep our pack together. But somehow, I was the one tearing everything apart.


    Louis stepped closer to her, his voice shaking, his hands reaching for hers. I could see the tears in his eyes. Louis was trying his best not to cry.


    "Tell us what we''re doing wrong," he said softly. "Please. We''ll fix it. I promise."


    That should have made her stop.


    But it didn''t.


    Olivia looked at him with pain in her eyes. Real pain. The kind that means there are no easy answers.


    "It''s hard to exin," she said quietly.


    That was all.


    Then she turned.


    She walked away.


    With Kaine.


    I stood there, frozen, watching her leave with that man at her side. Watching Louis break in front of me. Watching everything slip through my fingers.


    I didn''t follow them.


    I couldn''t.


    I turned and walked back to my room instead.


    I shut the door hard behind me and sat on the edge of my bed. My hands were shaking. My chest felt tight. My head wouldn''t stop spinning.


    This wasn''t Olivia.


    She would never do this. She would never look at another man like that. She barely knew him. How could she be choosing him over us?


    Something was very wrong.


    Very wrong.


    I leaned back and stared at the ceiling.


    And then I thought of him.


    Lennox.


    My brother.


    If he was here, he would know what to do. He always did. Lennox had answers when things fell apart. He knew how to talk to Olivia. He knew how to calm situations. He knew how to think clearly when emotions got messy.


    If Lennox was here, this wouldn''t be happening.


    I closed my eyes, my throat burning.


    "I miss you, brother," I whispered into the empty room. "I wish you were here."


    For a second, I wished I could talk to him.


    Really talk to him.


    Lennox would know what to say.


    He would tell me what I was doing wrong. He would tell me how to fix this before it brokepletely. He always had a way of seeing things clearly, even when emotions were high.


    Right now, I didn''t even recognize myself.


    I used to be calm. I used to think before acting. Now all I felt was anger, fear, and this deep panic that I was losing control—of the pack, of Olivia, of myself.


    "I don''t know who I''ve be," I muttered, rubbing my face. "This isn''t me."


    The door creaked open.


    Louis walked in slowly and closed it behind him. He looked tired. His eyes were red, like he had been holding back tears for too long.


    "I''m scared," he said quietly.


    I looked up at him.


    "Scared of what?" I asked, though I already had a feeling.


    He swallowed. "What if Olivia is being charmed by that guard? What if he''s doing something to her?"


    I shook my head immediately. "No. That''s not possible."


    Louis frowned. "How can you be so sure?"


    "Because she''s Luna," I said firmly. "Olivia can''t be spelled. She can''t be controlled like that. You know that."


    He exhaled slowly, but the worry didn''t leave his face.


    "Then why does this feel so wrong?" he asked. "Why does she look at him like that?"


    I stood up and started pacing the room, my hands clenched.


    "That''s the part I don''t understand," I admitted. "There''s something about that guard… Kaine. I can''t exin it. Every time he''s around, things go wrong. Olivia changes. I change."


    I stopped and looked at Louis. "Something about him doesn''t feel normal."


    Before Louis could respond, the door opened again.


    "WHAT is this nonsense I''m hearing?"


    We both froze.


    Mother stood in the doorway.


    My heart dropped.


    She looked angry. No—furious. Her eyes swept over the room, thennded on me.


    "Mother?" I said in shock. "You''re back?"


    She hadn''t been around since Lennox was buried. She had left the pack, saying she needed time. I didn''t expect to see her now.


    "I was forced toe back," she snapped. "Rumors reached my ears. Ugly rumors."


    Louis straightened. "What rumors?"


    She crossed her arms. "That the Luna is having an affair with a guard."


    My chest tightened.


    "What the hell is going on in this pack?" she demanded. "Have you both lost your minds?"


    I opened my mouth, then closed it again. I didn''t know how to exin any of this.


    Mother stepped fully into the room, her gaze sharp. "You let things get this bad? Lennox is gone, and everything falls apart?"


    That name hit me hard.


    I clenched my fists.


    "I''m trying," I said quietly. "I really am."


    She studied my face for a long moment, then her expression softened just a little.


    "Then you better start thinking clearly and put things in order."


    Mother''s words hung in the air like a warning.


    "Or should I handle this myself?" she asked coldly.


    My chest tightened immediately.


    "No," I said quickly. "Mother, we''re fine. We can handle it."


    She turned to me slowly, one brow lifting. "Fine?" she repeated. "Because nothing about what I''m hearing sounds fine."


    Before I could answer, there was a knock on the door.


    Three sharp knocks.


    Louis nced at me, then walked over and opened it.


    Kaine stood there.


    The moment I saw him, my wolf growled low in my chest. Anger. Instinct. Something deep and ugly twisted inside me. I didn''t know why—but every part of me reacted to his presence.


    Mother stiffened.


    Her eyes locked on him the second he stepped inside.


    "Who is that?" she asked slowly.


    Kaine bowed his head slightly. "Kaine, ma''am. I''m a guard."


    Her frown deepened.


    "That''s strange," she murmured, stepping closer to him. "Very strange."


    Kaine didn''t move. He stood still, respectful, but I saw his shoulders tense.


    Mother circled him slowly, her sharp eyes studying his face. His posture. His scent.


    "Why do I feel like I know you?" she asked.


    The room went silent.


    Louis looked between them, confused. "Mother?"


    She stopped right in front of Kaine now. Very close. Too close.


    "Who are you?" she demanded. "Not your name. You."


    Kaine swallowed. "I don''t understand."


    Mother lifted her hand slightly, then paused. Her eyes widened just a fraction.


    "No…" she whispered. "That''s not possible."


    My heart skipped.


    "What?" I asked. "Mother, what do you mean?"


    She shook her head slowly, like she was arguing with herself. "You smell familiar," she said to Kaine. "Too familiar."


    My blood ran cold.


    Kaine''s jaw tightened, but he said nothing.


    Mother reached out suddenly and grabbed his wrist.


    I stepped forward at once. "Mother—"


    She ignored mepletely.


    Her eyes locked onto his. Searching. Digging.


    Then her breath caught.


    "Oh Moon…" she whispered.


    The color drained from her face.


    She stumbled back a step.


    "Mother?" Louis said sharply, rushing to her side.


    She stared at Kaine like she was seeing a ghost.


    "That''s not possible," she said again, louder now. "I buried my son."


    The room spun.


    My heart mmed so hard I thought it would break my ribs.


    "What are you saying?" I demanded. "Mother, stop talking in riddles."


    Her eyes never left Kaine.


    "Kaine," she said slowly. "Look at me."


    He hesitated.


    Then he lifted his head fully.


    My mother''s breath caught painfully.


    "No," she whispered. "That''s not—"


    Her voice broke.


    "Lennox?"