Chapter: 133.Asher’s POV Asher sighed, rubbing his temple. “Yeah. You’re still on my payroll, Nolan. But right now, this case matters more than company lines. If your skills can speed things up, then that’s where I want you.”That earned him a faint grin. “Got it. I’ll keep you updated every step of the way.”“Good,” Asher said. “And keep everything logged, every move, every file, every handoff. If this goes to court, I don’t want anyone saying the evidence got lost or tampered with.”“Understood,” Nolan said. “I’ll make sure everything’s clean. If Crowne’s people try to erase anything, I’ll catch it before they can blink.”Asher gave him a look of quiet trust. “I know you will. Just be careful, alright? This isn’t just about data anymore. These people don’t play fair.”Nolan zipped up his laptop bag and nodded once. “I’ll watch my back,” he said simply. Then, with a quick glance at Callaghan, “Let’s go make them sweat.”Callaghan checked his notes and then looked back at Asher. “We have to move 
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 Chapter: 132.Asher’s POVThe server room smelled like cold metal and dust, sterile, humming quietly with the energy of a hundred blinking lights. Asher hadn’t expected a shrine of evidence. He had expected a folder, a few lines of transactions, maybe the smoking gun. What they’d found made the air feel thicker, as if gravity had doubled.Project Eclipse glowed on the secure drive like a wound.Callaghan moved through the racks like a man who’d lived in places like this before. He hadn’t smiled since they’d led Philip Crowne away. That wasn’t the mood for smiles. Instead, his jaw worked as he scanned line after line: shell companies, offshore transfers, front vendors that didn’t exist, money siphoned through layers until it landed in accounts that had nothing to do with business and everything to do with power.“They’ve been careful,” Callaghan said, almost to himself. “But not careful enough.”Nolan was already here, tablet in hand, every muscle taut. “They fingerprinted dozens of accounts back 
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 Chapter: 131.Asher’s POV Callaghan stepped forward. “You really don’t want to keep talking, Crowne.”“Oh, but I do,” Philip said, his gaze never breaking from Asher. “Because you’re not here for justice. You’re here for her. To prove she was never one of us. That she didn’t know what we were doing. Am I right?”Asher didn’t answer. His jaw flexed once, twice, his silence a hardness that needed no words.“I thought so,” Philip continued softly, as if they were old friends reminiscing over a ruined chessboard. “But you’re too late, Asher. The damage was done years ago. The files, the lies, the buried truths, they all serve their purpose. Even if you drag me out of here in handcuffs, the game won’t end. Because you’re still playing it.”The officers behind Callaghan shifted like coiled ropes. Callaghan’s face was a mask, professional, unreadable, but Asher could see the impatience at the corner of his eye. He’d wanted this moment clean: a room, an arrest, then the long, hard work of undoing what ha
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 Chapter: 130.Asher’s POV Philip chuckled lowly. “Idealism. How charming. Tell me, does that keep you warm at night, now that your company’s in ruins and your reputation’s barely scraping by?”Asher’s teeth clenched. “I rebuilt. From the ashes you left me in. And Laurel, ” He caught himself, too late.Philip’s eyes sharpened instantly, catching the slip. “Ah,” he said slowly, his tone almost delighted. “So the girl survived, after all.”Asher said nothing, but his silence was enough.Philip laughed softly, shaking his head. “Fascinating. I had heard… other things.”Asher’s heart pounded, fury laced with disgust. “You heard wrong.”“I see.” Philip’s tone turned almost curious. “And where might our dear Laurel be these days? Still hiding behind your protection, pretending she’s a ghost?”Asher didn’t flinch. “She’s alive because she outsmarted you. And that’s something you’ll never forgive, is it?”Philip’s jaw twitched, the first real crack in his polished exterior. “She should have stayed gone,” h
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 Chapter: 129.Asher’s POV The cold air outside the corporate high-rise stung Asher’s face like needles. Sirens flared in the distance, but it wasn’t the noise that unsettled him, it was the realization of how deep the rot ran.From the tinted glass of the SUV, he could see men in navy jackets moving through the gleaming lobby, badges glinting under the lights, boxes in hand, evidence bags piling up by the minute.Detective Callaghan stood tall at the front of it all, clipboard in hand, issuing orders with calm precision. His voice carried authority, the kind that made people move without question. The building they were raiding tonight belonged to Vorenth Holdings, a sprawling financial firm whose reach extended like a spiderweb, from venture capital to tech startups, even government contracts. And beneath that polished surface, Asher now knew, it had been the heart of everything that destroyed him seven years ago.The heart of what destroyed Avery too.It all began to connect in Asher’s mind l
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 Chapter: 128.Laurel’s POV She ran a hand over her face, feeling the weight of it all settle in her chest again. “Every time I close my eyes, I still see that fire. The way the smoke swallowed the sky. And that ring, gleaming in the dark like it was mocking me.” She mumbled in a shaky voice.Callaghan was silent for a moment, then said quietly, “You said the files they burned could’ve proved who was really behind the transfers. Do you remember what was in them?”Laurel shook her head, her eyes unfocused as she tried to recall. “Not exactly. But I know one of the files mentioned offshore accounts and a project labeled ‘V-14.’ I never found out what that meant. But I think… I think that’s why they wanted me gone. Because I was starting to piece it together.”The detective jotted down the note and looked up again. “We’ll find out what ‘V-14’ means. You did good, Laurel. Really good.”Callaghan exhaled slowly. There was a brief silence where she felt that everything she was saying was perhaps too much
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 The Alpha's Rejected Luna
Luciana Garcia had always believed in finding her destined mate, but when she finally finds him, he cruelly rejects her, leaving her alone and heartbroken. She flees from her pack, unaware that she is pregnant, and finds refuge with Alister Black, the Alpha of the Black moon pack who saves her from being killed.
Years later, fate offers Luciana a second chance mate, and she is surprised to discover that it is Alister himself. 
However, their journey is not easy. As they fall deeply in love, they must protect themselves from the threats of Luciana's old pack, face betrayal from a pack member, and an unexpected challenge arises when Alister's uncle comes to claim the pack for himself. 
Luciana and Alister must fight for their love and their pack's survival against all odds, risking everything they have to emerge victorious.
 Will their love withstand the trials they face, or will they crumble and fall?
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Chapter: EPILOGUE I year later The wind blew again, this time stronger than the first. Alister adjusted the thick fur cloak on Luciana’s shoulders and smiled as she buried her head in the crook of his arms. In her condition, she wasn’t supposed to be there but she was as stubborn as him. “Do you think she’s looking down on us and regretting what she did?" Luciana mumbled. Alister sighed; he knew that Ophelia regretted what she did and that was why she had killed herself, but he didn't know whether she had found peace in the afterlife. “I hope she found peace after all”, he mumbled. “ I miss her…the kids too” Luciana said. Alister nodded. He wouldn’t admit it, but he also missed her. He had forgiven her for what she did and would have loved it if Ophelia knew that she was forgiven. They stayed that way for a while before someone cleared their throat behind them. He knew who it was even before he turned to face the person. Elijah was standing there with a white rose in his hands, Ophelia’s favorit
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 Chapter: chapter 80Alister’s POVThe fight is in full force, and so far, the Black Moon pack seems to be holding their own. He looked around the fighting ground once again and couldn’t spot his uncle Helster. He knew his uncle’s wolf by now. If Helster’s wolf wasn’t on the battlefield, then where was he?A rogue charged at him, and he pounced on the wolf, tearing its spine away from its body and killing it instantly. The more Rogues they fight and kill, the more additional Rogues charge out of the woods.He saw Elijah finishing off another rogue, and his mind linked to him.“Helster is not here; why?”Elijah turned around and shifted into his human form. He ran back to where Alister was standing, already shifted into his human form.“I wouldn't want to believe that he’s hiding." Alister said.Elijah shook his head and said, “He wants the pack; he’s not hiding. I think he wants to sneak into the pack from another border. Catch us unawares." he said.Just then, as Alister wanted to respond, Peter’s
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 Chapter: chapter 79Luciana’s POVElder Haruto is dead. Wilson had said to her last night after he had returned to his house. He was now the head of the council and would preside over their case. She felt relieved that things were indeed working in their favor.Luciana shifted in her chair. She was waiting for their case to be called, like every other person who was there. She looked around, trying to see if Alpha Reed was already there, but she didn’t see him.Maybe it was a good thing that they would meet inside and not out in the open, she didn't know if she could control herself if she saw him out there in the open.“Black Velvet Pack!" a werewolf standing by the door called.She saw an Alpha stand up and walk into the room where the hearing was being held. Their case was the next one; she had seen the order earlier when Wilson had spoken to her.She pulled the folder out and held it firmly on her lap. The future of their pack depended on her, and as much as she had been the one who had caused all th
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 Chapter: chapter 78Alister’s POVIt was hard. Knowing that his mate was somewhere in the council, doing what he was supposed to be doing, was hard. It had been hard letting her go, and even now, he had to restrict himself from entering a car and driving to the council." Daddy… I want to pee." Keita said, tapping his leg.Alister rolled his eyes, looking down at the boy. “You just did that like five minutes ago”, he mumbled.Keita frowned. “I know, but I still want to go. Mom would be upset if I peed on myself,” he said, pouting his lips.Alister shook his head. Either Keita was missing his mother and didn’t know how to communicate his feelings, or he was trying to be difficult and frustrate him. He suspected it was both.“Fine, let’s go”, he said, picking Keita up. The moment he moved to leave, Omar jumped up from the chair and followed them. Alister sighed. It was going to be hard trying to pull Omar away from him when the time came to defend the pack, and Luciana was not yet back.Thankfully, the re
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 Chapter: chapter 77Reed’s POVReed arrived at the council the next morning. He could feel his victory, and that gave him the confidence to enter the council building. He still had time before the hearing, so he decided to pay a visit to Veronica, his mother.Her office was not far from the academy. He climbed the stairs and walked down the hallway until he got to her door.He knocked twice and waited for her response before pushing the door open and entering the small office. His mother was sitting behind her desk, and she looked like she had never aged since he last saw her.Veronica lifted her head and the surprise on her face was obvious. He didn't blame her for being shocked at him standing in her office; he too would be shocked if he were in her position.Growing up, they never had the best mother-son relationship. She was more like a figure who was just there beside his father. He hated her for that—for not loving him like every other mother loved their children.She pulled the glasses off her fac
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 Chapter: chapter 76Luciana’s POVLuciana closed the zipper of her luggage with a sigh. She was ready to leave, but her heart couldn’t bear to see them all as she was leaving. She could hear the different voices gathered in her living room to bid her goodbye.She sighed and dragged her luggage out of the room, walking down the stairs.“Oh Lucia." Ophelia mumbled, coming up to her to envelope her in a huge hug. Luciana buried herself in the hug.It wasn’t that she was going away from the council for long. Hell, she was just going to be gone for two or three days, so she didn't understand why they were all acting like she was going to be gone for a year.“Take care of yourself and my boys,” she muttered close to Ophelia’s ears.Ophelia nodded her head and released her. “I will. Stay safe,” she said, taking the luggage from Luciana and carrying it outside towards the waiting car.Alister was the next one to come up to her. He was holding Omar, who had refused to let him go and was clinging to him.“You can 
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SHATTERED ICE:One rink, bound by betrayal 
“You kissed me like it meant something,” Samantha whispered.
“Then disappeared like I never existed.”
Anthony stared at her, jaw tight. “You heard half a sentence and ran. I spent years thinking you regretted me.”
One rink. Two enemies. A past that won’t stay buried.
Samantha Meadows just got the chance of a lifetime, skating at Nationals with Anthony Vale, the golden boy of the rink in figure skating… and the most insufferable man she’s ever met.
He’s arrogant, untouchable, and still technically partnered with his injured and possibly returning teammate, while She’s picking the broken pieces of her career after her ex dumped her for a flashier and better partner. 
Now forced into a temporary pairing, they have days to master trust, chemistry, and choreography, or crash hard under the spotlight.
But the ice isn’t the only thing cracked. Anthony’s hiding a secret that could end his career… and hers. And when Samantha discovers the truth, she realizes she’s not just fighting for a medal… she’s fighting for her heart.
In a world where one mistake can cost everything, how do you trust the person who never lets you in… and still holds the pieces of your past?
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Chapter: 106.Anthony’s POVIf silence could bleed, the room would’ve been red, dripping down the walls, pooling around our feet, staining everything it touched.I sat at the head of the conference table, sleeves rolled to my elbows, tie loose because what was the point? Pressure was already tightening around my neck like hands I couldn’t peel off.The blinds were half-drawn. Thin strips of afternoon light sliced across the glass table, landing on polished wood and chrome like this room wanted to pretend today was normal. Like it wanted to lie to us.But nothing about this was normal.Cole sat to my right, one leg bouncing like he was trying to shake the anxiety off him and send it into the floor. His fingers tapped on the side of his water bottle, too fast, too uneven. He only did that when things were really bad.Isaac sat across from him. Phone face-down. Jaw tight. His eyes were sharper than I’d seen in months, not angry, not exactly worried, but focused in a way that meant: If we don’t handle 
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 Chapter: 105.Samantha’s POV I knew him. Too well. If there was one thing Logan wasn’t, it was a dog. He didn’t go sniffing around old bones once he dropped them. He didn’t go back to his vomit; his words, once, sharp and careless during one of our late-night arguments about loyalty on and off the ice. The memory hit like a slap, cold and humiliating even now. If I was the thing he threw away so easily, why would he suddenly see value in it again? No. It didn’t make sense. The world would crack in half before Logan admitted he wanted something he decided was beneath him. Unless… unless it wasn’t about wanting me.A worse thought flickered, maybe it was about winning. About possession. About proving he could still have me if he wanted. And somehow, that possibility twisted harder than anything else.“Why would he…?” I started, but she lifted a hand, tiny gesture, sharp like a blade.“He’s obsessed, Samantha,” she muttered, jaw tight. “Obsessed.” Her throat bobbed as she swallowed hard. “And he wo
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 Chapter: 104.Samantha’s POVI knew what I was stepping into when I agreed to pair skating, when I stepped back into Anthony’s world, to his side, onto that ice. I knew who came before me. Who he rose with. Who he fell with. Who half the world still saw when they looked at him.I’d told myself I wasn’t competing against a ghost.Except ghosts didn’t show up at press conferences in designer coats and perfect eyeliner. Ghosts didn’t stare you down like they owned a part of your history, and your future. Ghosts didn’t make your chest tighten in ways you wished were only nerves.Ghosts didn’t feel real enough to breathe the same air and pull shadows behind them.I straightened my shoulders, lifting my chin even though my stomach felt like someone had tightened a screw in the middle of it. “I’m not a replacement. I’m his partner.”My voice didn’t shake. I was stupidly proud of that.Tasha’s laugh wasn’t sharp or cruel. In fact, it surprised me. Soft, tired, almost knowing. “Yeah,” she said, looking down
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 Chapter: 103.Samantha's POVThe second the restroom door swung shut behind me, I let out the breath I’d been strangling in my throat since the press conference ended.The fluorescent lights hummed overhead, too bright, too sharp, too honest. I stepped out of the stall and headed toward the sink, my palms still clammy, my pulse still fluttering in that unsettled place between my ribs.The press conference.Celeste’s little performance.The photos.The questions about Anthony’s vision.Anthony’s jaw locked so tight I thought he might crack a tooth.And me, sitting there, trying to breathe, trying not to look like every camera in the room wasn’t waiting to catch the smallest twitch on my face.I turned on the faucet. Cold water rushed over my hands, and I stared at my reflection in the mirror as if I could scrub the tension off my skin along with the soap.I didn’t belong here. Not really. I wasn’t born into figure skating royalty. I didn’t come from multi-generation training dynasties or federations
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 Chapter: 102.Anthony’s POV Celeste stared at me, something flickering in her eyes, not doubt, not remorse, but the sting of someone who needed a villain and refused to let the story go any other way.“You’re going blind,” she said again, softer now, almost… triumphant. “You’re terrified and hiding it, and you think no one will realize until you’ve squeezed everything you can out of their careers first.”I inhaled sharply, chest tight enough to crack.She wasn’t just attacking me, she was rewriting me. Turning fear into malice, struggle into betrayal.My voice shook despite everything I tried to hold steady. “You don’t know anything about me anymore.”She leaned close, her breath brushing my jaw like ice. “Oh, I know enough. And so will everyone else soon.” She muttered.A chill shot down my spine, crawling like frostbite. If she so much as hinted this to the wrong person, a coach, a sponsor, the federation, they’d dissect my medical history and career until there was nothing left but scraps.I f
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 Chapter: 101.Anthony’s POV Her gaze hardened, steel poured over ice. “If you were innocent, you wouldn’t be so afraid.”I wasn’t afraid because I was responsible for her injury, we both knew damn well I wasn’t. I was afraid because a lawsuit meant scrutiny, questions, investigations, things dug up from corners I’d fought to keep sealed. This wasn’t about guilt over her fall; this was about the truth I’d been holding together with tape and grit. My eye condition; the one thing that could end everything, was now sitting like a live wire between us. Not because she knew, but because she was reckless enough to throw a match into dry grass just to watch me burn, and if this case went forward, someone, somewhere, would start pulling at loose threads. And once they pulled, everything would unravel.I opened my mouth, ready to fire back, ready to ask her if she even recognized the man who held her hand when pain ripped her apart, but nothing came out.Because in her eyes, I wasn’t that person anymore.
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