She wanted to ask him to stay. The thought floated up through the fog of exhaustion, but sleep pulled her under before she could shape it into words.
Lucian stood over her for a moment longer, watching her breathing even out, watching her finally, fully surrender to rest. Then he made himself turn and leave, closing the door behind him with more care than the moment probably required.
In the corridor, his jaw was clenched so tight it ached. He walked back toward his own room on legs that didn’t feel entirely steady, using every last thread of control he had not to turn back, not to open that door again, not to give his wolf what it wanted.
By the time he reached his room, he was shaking.
***
*The Next Morning*
Lilith was still asleep when Sera knocked on her door the next morning
The knock was soft, apologetic, the kind of sound someone made when they didn’t want to wake you but had to. Lilith stirred slowly, pulling herself up through layers of exhaustion, her mind not quite present yet. The sun was already high, which means she’d slept longer than she realized.
"Come in," she called, her voice rough from sleep.
Sera appeared in the doorway, already dressed in her warrior’s gear, her face carrying something that looked like worry carefully smoothed into neutrality. "The Alphas want to see you in Alpha Nicholas’s office," she said gently. "When you’re ready."
Lilith nodded, not yet fully awake enough to question why all three of them wanted to see her so urgently. She dressed quickly and made her way through the corridors, her mind still half-caught in the fog of yesterday’s emotional exhaustion.
Nicholas, Sebastian, and Lucian were already in the office when she arrived. She noticed immediately that something was different about them. There was a tension in all three of them, visible in the tight set of their shoulders, in the way they held themselves with the kind of careful control that came from actively containing something. The air of the office felt charged, like the moment before a storm broke.
Lucian looked the worst of the three. His gold eyes were bright, almost luminescent, and his jaw was clenched so tightly she could see the muscle jumping beneath the skin. He stood near the window, slightly apart from his brothers, as if creating distance between them was necessary.
"Lilith," Nicholas said, and his voice carried that same measured calm it always did. "We need to discuss today’s arrangements."
She waited, trying to read their expressions.
"Your mother," Sebastian said, his voice slightly rougher than usual, "needs you with her. She’s still fragile from the episode, and she’ll heal better with you present."
"We think you should stay at the hospital," Nicholas continued. "For at least two days. Maybe longer, depending on her condition. We want you to focus entirely on being with her. On helping her heal. Not thinking about anything else."


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