Fated reborn - Chapter 262: Chapter 262

Luciano’s POV.
The morning air was crisp, the kind that made you want to stretch a little longer before getting out of bed. But today wasn’t just another morning. Dorian and Marcus were coming over before they left for their pack, and something about it made the day feel different. Maybe it was the thought of seeing them again after the last business talk, or maybe it was just the fact that our connections were getting stronger. Either way, I got up, took my usual morning shower, got dressed, and headed downstairs, where Victor was already waiting.
“Ready for the day?” he asked as I reached the last step.
I gave a slight nod, rolling my shoulders back. “As ready as I can be.”
Victor smirked. “Let’s see how long that lasts.”
We didn’t have to wait long before we heard the sound of a car pulling up. We walked to the entrance just in time to see Dorian and Marcus stepping out. And behind them, Trini. That was unexpected, but not exactly surprising.
“Didn’t think we’d see you today,” I said as they approached.
Dorian grinned. “Figured we’d stop by before heading back.”
“Good timing,” Victor said. “We were just talking about how boring the morning was looking.”
Trini gave a small smile, but then she turned to Dorian and said, “I want to go see Lunawyn in her room.”
Dorian raised a brow. “Now?”
She nodded. “Yeah. I haven’t had the chance to really talk to her since I got here.”
Dorian sighed but didn’t argue. “Alright, go ahead.”
Trini didn’t wait for any more approval; she turned and walked inside. I could tell Victor was holding back a comment, probably something teasing, but for once, he let it slide.
“Come on,” I said, gesturing toward the lounge. “Let’s sit.”
We made our way inside, taking our usual spots. Marcus and Dorian sat on one side, Victor and I on the other. The mood was relaxed, the kind where no one felt the need to rush into any serious topics.
“So,” Victor started, leaning back. “Are you two finally heading back today?”
Marcus sighed, stretching his arms. “Yeah, but honestly, I wouldn’t mind staying a little longer. Traveling back this late isn’t exactly ideal.”
Dorian nodded in agreement. “With the distance and the risks, it’s probably better to stay. But we’ll manage.”
Victor gave a small shrug. “Your call. Just don’t get into any trouble on the way.”
Dorian smirked. “When do we ever?”
Victor and I exchanged a look. “You really want us to answer that?” I asked.
Marcus chuckled. “Alright, alright. Maybe sometimes we do.”
The conversation naturally shifted from there. We talked about business, about the progress of our recent plans, and how things were running in both packs. But the lighthearted teasing was never far away.
At some point, Victor glanced at Dorian. “Seems like Trini is getting pretty comfortable around you.”
Dorian smirked, taking a sip of his drink. “She should be. I don’t bite.”
Marcus scoffed. “That’s debatable.”
I leaned forward slightly. “So, what’s the deal between you two?”
Dorian gave a thoughtful look, as if considering how to answer. “I don’t know,” he admitted. “She’s different. But it’s not something I’m rushing.”
Victor grinned. “That’s a first.”
Dorian just shook his head, but he didn’t deny it.
The mood was easy, conversations flowing from business to personal matters, to pack politics, and back to casual jokes. It felt… nice. These moments were rare, where we could just sit and talk without the weight of responsibilities hanging over our heads.
As the evening stretched on, I could tell everyone was settling in, not really in a hurry to move. Dorian leaned back, rolling his glass between his fingers. Marcus had his arms crossed, looking more relaxed than I’d seen him in days. Victor, as usual, looked like he was ready to throw in another joke at any given moment.
It was these kinds of nights that reminded me why alliances mattered. Not just for power, not just for security, but for this—friendship, loyalty, understanding.
Victor eventually stood up, stretching. “I don’t know about you all, but I could use another drink.”
Dorian waved a hand. “Go ahead, bartender.”
Victor scoffed but walked off toward the bar in the corner. Marcus checked his watch, letting out a small sigh. “We should probably think about heading out soon.”
Dorian didn’t look convinced. “Or we could just leave in the morning.”
I smirked. “Thought you were determined to go tonight.”
Dorian shrugged. “Maybe I changed my mind.”
Victor came back, handing him another drink. “Or maybe you’re just looking for an excuse to stay.”
Dorian gave him a look but didn’t deny it.
The night stretched on, the conversation never really stopping. Eventually, Trini came back from Lunawyn’s room, looking content. She slid into the space next to Dorian, and he automatically draped an arm around her without thinking. She leaned into him, comfortable.
Victor raised a brow. “Wow, look at this. I feel like the only one who’s still single.”
Marcus chuckled. “Maybe if you weren’t married to the pack business, you’d have better luck.”
Victor scoffed. “Please. I have plenty of options. I’m just selective.”
“Selective, huh?” I mused. “Or just too busy?”
Victor pointed at me. “Both can be true.”
Laughter filled the room again.
As the night slowly crept toward an end, we all knew it was time to call it a day. Marcus and Dorian stood up first, stretching.
“We’ll head out now,” Marcus said.
Dorian glanced at Trini. “You coming?”
She hesitated for a second before nodding. “Yeah.”
They all exchanged goodnights, and Trini gave me and Victor a small smile before following Dorian and Marcus out.
As soon as they left, Victor let out a breath. “Well, that was nice.”
I nodded. “Yeah. It was.”
Victor gave me a side glance. “You know, nights like this remind me why we do all of this.”
I knew what he meant. The alliances, the work, the responsibility—at the end of the day, it was all for this. A pack wasn’t just about strength, it was about people.
Victor sighed, stretching. “Alright, I’m heading to bed.”
I nodded. “Yeah, me too.”
As I walked back to my room, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of peace settle over me. Tonight had been a reminder—of friendships, of bonds, of the people who made all of this worth it.
And for now, that was enough.