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The look on Roman’s face when I mentioned home tugged at something inside me. 

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It wasn’t loud or dramatic. Roman rarely showed his emotions in a way that demanded attention. Instead, 

they surfaced quietly… in the way his shoulders stiffened, in the way his eyes drifted toward the ground as 

if searching for something that wasn’t there. 

And every time the subject of his past came up, that same quiet shift happened. 

I knew that feeling. 

Not the exact situation… because losing your memories entirely was something I could barely imagine… but I understood the hollow space that came from thinking about something that should exist and realizing it didn’t. 

So I did the only thing I could think of. 

I changed the subject. 

“Well,” I said, brushing my hands lightly against my shirt as I straightened, “for now, this is your home.” 

Roman lifted his head slightly. 

I gave him a small smile. 

“And whether you remember your past or not, you should know something.” 

His brow furrowed faintly. 

“You’re part of the family here.” 

The words settled between us. 

Roman didn’t respond. Instead, he looked away toward the trees again, as if processing what I’d just said. 

I wasn’t sure if he believed me. 

That was the thing about belonging–you couldn’t just tell someone they belonged somewhere and expect them to feel it immediately. Sometimes it took time. 

Sometimes it took proof. 

But for now, I hoped the thought would stay with him. 

I clapped my hands together lightly, deliberately shifting the mood before the conversation slipped back into heavy territory. 

“Anyway,” I said, “we’ll be having a guest tomorrow.” 

Roman looked back at me. 

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“A guest?” 

“Yes,” I said with a nod. “Irene is bringing her mate to introduce him to the family.” 

He blinked once. 

Then he tilted his head slightly. 

“Who’s Irene?” 

I stared at him for a moment before remembering that, of course, he wouldn’t know. 

“Oh–right,” I said, letting out a soft laugh. “Irene is Alexander’s younger sister.” 

Roman’s eyebrows lifted in genuine surprise. 

“Alpha Alexander has a sister?” 

“Yes,” I replied with a smile. “A younger one.” 

He seemed to process that for a second before speaking again. 

“I didn’t know that.” 

“Well, now you do.” 

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He shifted his weight slightly, glancing around the woods again before returning his attention to me. 

“And… the mate thing,” he added hesitantly. 

“What about it?” 

He rubbed the back of his neck, clearly searching for the right words. 

“I know Alpha Alexander is your mate,” he said slowly. “But I never really understood what that means 

exactly.” 

I couldn’t help the small smile that spread across my face. 

I crossed my arms loosely, leaning against a nearby tree. 

“Well,” I said, “that’s a big topic.” 

Roman gave me a look that clearly said he wasn’t going anywhere until he got an answer. 

I laughed softly. 

“Alright,” I said. “Let’s start with the basics.” 

His attention sharpened immediately. 

“In simple terms,” I explained, “a mate is the one person in the world your wolf chooses.” 

He frowned slightly. 

“Chooses?” 

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“Yes.” 

I nodded. 

“Wolves don’t just fall in love randomly the way humans do. There’s something deeper involved. Something instinctual.” 

I paused briefly, making sure he was following. 

“When you meet your mate, you feel it.” 

Roman’s brow furrowed more deeply. 

“How?” 

I shrugged lightly. 

“It’s hard to explain until it happens. But there’s usually a pull. A connection you can’t ignore.” 

His expression remained thoughtful. 

“So it’s… like fate?” 

“In a way,” I said. “Though wolves would argue it’s more than that.” 

Roman smirked faintly. 

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“I’m still trying to understand how someone just meets another person and suddenly knows they’re meant to be together.” 

“That’s because you haven’t experienced it yet.” 

He huffed a small breath through his nose. 

“That sounds suspiciously convenient.” 

I laughed. 

“It’s true.” 

He shook his head slightly, though the smirk hadn’t left his face. 

“You’ll understand when you meet your own mate someday,” I said. 

Roman’s smirk widened just a little, but I could tell he was still trying to wrap his mind around the whole 

concept. 

“That’s assuming I have one,” he said. 

“You do.” 

I said it without hesitation. 

“Every wolf does.” 

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He didn’t argue, but he didn’t look entirely convinced either. 

“So, who felt the bond first? You or Alpha Alexander?” he asked. 

I saw that question coming. 

“Ours is not the same. We’re mates by duty, not fate,” I said simply. 

Roman smirked a little. “Politics, then…” 

I didn’t need to respond to that. 

I pushed away from the tree and stretched my arms briefly before speaking again. 

“Anyway,” I said, “you should be ready for tomorrow.” 

His expression shifted to mild amusement. 

“Why?” 

“Because Irene is coming.” 

“And?” 

I crossed my arms again. 

“And she’s bringing her mate.” 

He shrugged. 

“But… what has that got to do with me?” he said. 

A small grin tugged at the corner of his mouth. 

“I’ll just stay out of sight,” he said casually. “That should solve everything.” 

I stared at him for a moment. 

Then I smirked. 

“Oh, you will do no such thing, young man.” 

Roman blinked in surprise. 

“I won’t?” 

“No,” I said. 

I shook my head firmly. 

“You are not hiding in the woods or sneaking around the packhouse while guests are visiting.” 

He looked almost offended. 

“I wasn’t sneaking.” 

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“You were absolutely planning to sneak.” 

He opened his mouth to argue, then closed it again when he realized I had caught him. 

I raised a brow. 

“That’s what I thought.” 

Roman sighed dramatically, running a hand through his hair. 

“I don’t see why I need to be involved in any of that.” 

“Because,” I said, stepping a little closer to him, “you’re part of this family now.” 

He looked away again briefly, clearly uncomfortable with that idea. 

But I didn’t let him escape the point. 

“And family shows up,” I added. 

Roman nodded slowly after I finished speaking about tomorrow. 

“Fine. I’ll try.” 

“Good.” 

I was about to leave when he spoke again. 

“Uh, Luna…” 

The tone of his voice made me glance at him more closely. 

“Yes?” 

He hesitated for a second, as if choosing his words carefully. 

“Do you know why Alpha Alexander didn’t show up for training this morning?” 

My eyebrows lifted slightly. 

“He didn’t?” 

Roman shook his head. 

“No.” 

That was news to me. 

Alexander skipping something he had personally committed to was… unusual. 

“What do you mean he didn’t show up?” I asked. 

Roman rubbed the back of his neck, looking a little uncertain now that the topic was out in the open. 

“I went to the training ground like usual,” he explained. “I got there on time.” 

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I nodded, listening. 

“And then I waited,” he continued. 

“For how long?” I asked. 

He shrugged lightly. 

“A while.” 

His tone was casual, but I could tell he had noticed the absence more than he was letting on. 

“I thought about going to look for him,” he added. 

“But?” 

Roman exhaled quietly. 

“But I figured he was probably busy.” 

That was a reasonable assumption. 

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“Or maybe he had to leave the packhouse for something,” Roman added. “So I just finished training and 

left.” 

I hummed softly in thought. 

“Well,” I said after a moment, “I don’t actually know why he didn’t show up.” 

Roman’s shoulders dropped a fraction, like he had expected that answer but hoped for something more 

definite. 

“But,” I continued, “you should ask him.” 

Roman looked at me like I had just suggested something ridiculous. 

“Ask him?” 

“Yes.” 

His expression shifted into something close to mild panic. 

“I don’t think that’s necessary.” 

I folded my arms slowly. 

“Oh?” 

Roman gestured vaguely toward the packhouse in the distance. 

“He’s the Alpha,” he said. “He’s probably just… busy.” 

“That may be true,” I said calmly. “But you can still ask.” 

Roman shook his head quickly. 

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“No, it’s fine.” 

And there it was. 

That instinctive retreat. 

I had noticed it before. 

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Roman avoided one–on–one interactions with Alexander whenever he could. It wasn’t obvious at first 

glance–Roman was respectful and he listened to instructions–but whenever the opportunity came to 

approach Alexander directly, he found a way around it. 

I didn’t like that. 

I could see something he clearly couldn’t. 

Alexander was strict. Yes. 

Stiff. Absolutely. 

But beneath all that discipline and controlled authority, I could tell he was slowly warming up to Roman’s 

presence. 

It was subtle–most people probably wouldn’t notice–but I knew Alexander well enough to see the 

difference. 

And more importantly… 

I knew he had Roman’s best interests at heart. 

Roman had a lot to learn from him. 

Not just the physical drills on the training ground. 

But the other things too. 

Discipline, control, and… leadership. 

Things that couldn’t always be taught through running drills and reaction exercises. 

Which was why I had decided something recently. 

I needed to step back. 

Just a little. 

For a while now, I had unintentionally been the middle person between the two of them. Whenever Roman had questions, he tended to ask me first. Whenever Alexander had observations, he often passed them 

through me casually. 

And while that worked for a time… 

It wasn’t healthy for their dynamic in the long run. 

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They needed to build their own understanding. 

Their own communication. 

So I wasn’t going to rescue Roman from this one. 

“You should still ask him,” I repeated. 

Roman frowned. 

“But you can ask him for me-” 

“No,” I interrupted gently. 

“He promised to train you every morning, didn’t he?” 

Roman hesitated. 

“…Yes.” 

“And he’s been doing that for several days now.” 

Roman nodded again. 

“That’s right.” 

“So if he didn’t show up today,” I continued, “you have every reason to ask him why.” 

Roman stared at me like I had just handed him an impossible task. 

“You make it sound easy.” 

I raised a brow. 

“It is easy.” 

“It’s not,” he muttered. 

I tilted my head. 

“What exactly are you worried about?” 

Roman looked away again. 

“Nothing.” 

I waited. 

He sighed quietly. 

“I just… don’t want to bother him.” 

That answer almost made me laugh. 

“You’re not bothering him,” I said.