Levi's POV
An awkward silence hung in the air. Not the kind of silence that brought peace—but the heavy, suffocating kind that made your chest feel too tight and your thoughts too loud.
None of us spoke. None of us needed to. Ever since she arrived… we hadn't been the same. We were all thinking it. All feeling it. But none of us wanted to say it out loud. She couldn't be our second-chance mate. The universe couldn't be that cruel. And yet, nothing else explained the pull. The way her scent made something in us calm, the way her eyes—haunted and too familiar—cut deeper than they should've. We hadn't accepted the body we found as Olivia's. We hadn't fully let her go. And now, this woman… this stranger… she had stirred everything back up.
A knock broke the silence, and instinctively, we all looked up. We should've told whoever it was to go away. But when I caught the scent… and the voice followed, I changed my mind.
"It's Dustin," came the voice from the other side.
