Chapter: Chapter Two Hundred Thirty fourIsabella POVI push the double doors open and just at the end of the aisle is Dominic, Gun pointed towards Francesca, and his face filled with anger and hurt.“Dom!” I yell out ready to run into his arms finally, but Francesca sidesteps me, Dominic shoots the gun right at that instant but he misses her by a few inches.She grabs a hold of my arm and I try to struggle out of her hold but her fingers dig into my skin pulling me closer to her chest in a tight hold. “Don’t move!!” She yells out reaching into her pocket, she pulls out a dagger. The cold blade presses against my neck and my eyes widen in fear “Dominic!” I cry out my eyes filling with tears. “Francesca, there is no need to do this,” he says cautiously, his finger pressing and wriggling unsteadily on the gun. Confusion shines in his eyes as Francesca presses me closer to her body, taking a step back as she uses me as her shield. “You will stop right there, you will not make any single move” she yells out, her voic
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Chapter: Chapter Two Hundred Thirty ThreeDominic POVI point the gun to Grace, the nozzle only a few centimeters away from her. A smirk covers my lips, the earphones hanging over my ears still silent as I wait for Luca to tell me what I need to hear. I sent him to surround the perimeter with my men In search of Bella and as soon as he gives me the go ahead, all of this drama will come to an end. “Dom? What are you doing?” Grace takes a step back, her voice shaking. “Don’t fucking call me that Grace!!” I hit back at her taking a step backwards “Dominic, this needs to stop, why would you do this? And to the woman you are about to marry? Your wife?” my mother takes a step forward My eyes narrow at her and she takes a step back in fear, gulping slightly. “Stay out of this Mom, this is between me and Grace” I turn the gun back to her, my fingers tightening around the hilt of the gun. “And I have only one wife, I love one woman only and that's Bella!” I yell out, my voice vibrating with anger “If you didn't want t
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Chapter: Chapter Two Hundred Thirty TwoISABELLA POV I stand at the top of the hill, completely hidden from view of Dominic and the wedding below. My eyes move around the scene, I know this is my only opportunity to go back to Dominic, to be in his arms again. My heart aches as guests start trooping in. Their most expensive dresses and suits wrapping their body, wide smiles on their faces like Dominic’s wife did not just go missing a few weeks back. I slouch on the chair, my emotions getting the best of me, tears fill my eyes as the double doors open. “Dominic” I gasp watching him walk in, he pays no attention to anyone else, his fingers glide over a perfectly tailored tux, and he unbuttons his jacket as he walks past everyone His commanding aura has everyone quiet, watching, holding their breaths like he could pull out his gun at any time to shoot everyone. I hold my breath too. He gets to the alter and I'm immediately locked on his face. A smile almost peeks from my lips, and sweat covers my skin but I sha
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Chapter: Chapter Two Hundred Thirty OneGRACE POV I smile widely, the mirror showing my reflection. My eyes blinging with gold and my lips a hot red color I know Dominic will not be able to resist , i continue to spin around in the mirror, admiring the woman I about to become.“Mrs DeLuca alas” I whisper My dream wedding dress is hung on a mannequin on the side and I smile even wider as my eyes land on the decoration downstairs. “Today is going to be a great day!” I sing spreading my arms in my robe. The double doors open and Francesca walks in, a black dress draped across her body. She explained to me earlier the reason for wearing a black dress and that’s because it would be Dominic’s funeral but what she doesn't know is it will be her own funeral. “Why aren't you ready?” she frowns shutting the door behind her “Now that the door is locked do you want to actually tell me what you want?” I roll my eyes sitting across the couch as I stare up at her “Bianca is still missing, we can't have her running in here
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Chapter: Chapter Two Hundred ThirtyISABELLA POV Rafaelle returns and from then on I decide to play the role of the loving captive. Pretend, till I can safely reach Dominic to escape this hell hole myself. I proceed to shower Rafaelle with affection and attention even though it makes me feel disgusted with myself but I go ahead and do it. Days pass by and finally the night to the wedding arrives and he decides to do the most shocking thing. I guess my pretending skills are top notch. “I am only allowing you to roam the bedroom and the kitchen, anywhere else where I can't lock you in a room, you will be tied to a chair as usual,” he says, removing the ropes from across my wrist. The skin is red and I turn to him with a raised brow, “So I guess this means you trust me” I send him a small smile. He nods, “You have been good, you've not tried to contact anyone or even tried to escape when we went down to the beach.” He walks across the counter. “Thank you, Rafaelle,” I cough, watching him pause in front of t
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Chapter: Chapter Two Hundred Twenty NineFRANCESCA POV I pace back and forth in my office, my mind racing with thoughts of Rafaelle, everything else is falling into place except for him. “I knew his fucked up obsession with Bella will be a problem!” I mutter to myself angrily Where is he? What is he planning and why is he refusing my fucking calls? “I have to find him and I need to find him fast.” “Ma'am, Mr Deluca is back and the meeting will begin in a few minutes,” my assistant pulls the door open, delivering the message I nod wiping the sweat on my head, I need to calm down and hide my nerves, I'm so close and I won't allow my plans to be destroyed. I make my way to the board room and Dominic is already there, he looks different. “Dominic, you seem to be in a good mood today,” I sing, entering the room and sliding into the seat next to him. He bites his fists, “I made a mistake with Grace, and I'm only trying to solve it,” he shrugs “It's good for you to take responsibility,” I reach out holding his hand in m
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty FourELARA POVI wake before the sun breaks over the cliffs.Zane’s still beside me, chest rising in steady rhythm, lips slightly parted in sleep. He looks younger like this. Softer. Like the version of him I imagined when I was sixteen, an omega, foolish and thought a mate could be my rescue plan.That girl is gone and she died the night I ran.But this version of me the one forged through blood, pain, and survival, still watches him breathe.And when I realize our fingers are tangled together, I don’t pull away.Not yet.Zane soon stirs, his eyes open slowly, gold catching the faint light like a flicker of fire.“You stayed,” he murmurs, voice rough with sleep.I don’t answer right away. Because the truth is, I almost didn’t.I almost told him to leave, twice and both times… I couldn’t do it.Instead, I squeeze his hand. Just once.He closes his eyes again like he’s storing that single moment somewhere sacred. Like he thinks it means more than I’m willing to admit.The morning is unusual
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty ThreeELARA POVThe smoke thickens as the sun drops.Not a wildfire.Not the natural kind.This smoke carries intention. It clings to the trees like a warning, rolls in slow and low, dragging the scent of pine and ash with something worse buried beneath it.Blood.The moment it hits, Elias sends patrols to every ridge line. Amber moves through the inner strongholds like a flame, calm but burning. She seals the eastern gates, and the elders in the high chamber begin chanting the old language, their voices steady as the runes along the cliffs ignite in pulsing light.Everything feels too quiet.Even the mountain holds its breath.I feel it in my bones, like ice crawling along my spine.He’s close.Skull and he’s isn’t circling anymore, he’s watching us, testing us.Waiting for a crack to open and widen.I find Zane on the upper wall just before the last sliver of daylight disappears.He’s standing with his arms folded, eyes scanning the horizon. He doesn’t speak when I approach, but he glance
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty TwoELARA POVPredator TerritoryI wake with the dream still clawing at the edges of my mind.It wasn’t just fire.It was burning, feral and wild, the kind that doesn’t warm but devours. I heard trees crack under the heat, saw wolves screaming into the flames with fur peeling from their bones. And through it all, one shape stood still.A man in a skull mask.Watching meMy hand flies to the pendant resting against my collarbone. It’s still warm. The magic hasn’t faded. The wards are holding.But something about the mountain feels off. Too quiet. Like it’s holding its breath.Hyrax? I reach for her silently.She stirs, slow but tense.He’s circling. Like a vulture. Not ready to strike. Yet.I’m out of bed before I finish dressing in my head, pulling a wool tunic over my shift and strapping on my boots. The corridor outside is dim, lit only by the flickering torchlight. The air is cold, dry, still.Too still.I find Zane already outside, standing just beyond the stables, arms folded across
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty OneELARA POVPredator Territory — MorningI wake with the phantom feel of his lips still lingering on mine.Zane is gone. The room is empty. But his presence clings to the air like smoke. On my skin. In my lungs.It’s maddening, how something so soft, so quiet, can unravel me more than a thousand scars ever could.I lift my fingers to my mouth, brushing over the skin he kissed. Last night wasn’t just a kiss. It wasn’t lust. It wasn’t comfort.It was a surrender, a warning and a promise, and I’m not sure which one of those frightens me more.…The high hall is quieter than usual when I sit across from Amber at the long stone table. The morning sun filters in through the carved arches, catching the edges of the tapestries. She has a scroll open in front of her, her tea steaming, her eyes scanning me more than the words.Fresh bread. Dried meats. Mint and elderflower in my cup.None of it touches the strange heaviness in my chest.“You’re distracted,” she says plainly.“I slept fine.” I rea
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty ELARA POVPredator Territory Later That NightSleep doesn’t come.Not because of nightmares. Not because of unease.But because for the first time in weeks, I don’t want to forget the way tonight felt.The quietness in the ring. The way his voice broke when he said he missed us. The look in his eyes when he realized I wasn’t turning away.The way his hand hovered near my cheek like I was something sacred. Something lost and found all at once.I’m still wrapped in the weight of it when a soft knock lands at my door.Three taps.Light and careful but I already know it’s him.I sit up slowly. My fingers tighten on the edge of the blanket.I don’t owe him anything. Not tonight. Not anymore.But still… I open the door.Zane stands there, holding a mug in both hands. His shirt is clean, though wrinkled and loose like he grabbed it in a rush. There’s a faint line creased along his cheek from the couch cushion. He hasn’t slept either.“I figured…” he starts, his voice low. “If you’re awake, y
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty NineELARA POVPredator Territory — Just Past MidnightI find Zane in the training ring again.After the warning from Skull, everything has been quietToo quiet.The cold mountain wind whips through the trees, carrying the metallic scent of blood, the smoke from the outer guard posts… and him. He’s shirtless, again. Not because he’s training. Not because he’s reckless.Because he’s angry.His fists slam into the wooden post in brutal rhythm, each strike echoing across the quiet grounds. His knuckles are already split, blood staining the old tree.He doesn’t stop. Doesn’t flinch. He just keeps hitting like it’s the only thing tethering him to the ground.But I see the tension in his shoulders. The rage beneath the surface. The pain he’s not saying aloud.And I feel it, burning in my neck.That damned mark reacting to him like it always does. A tug beneath the skin, subtle but insistent.“Zane,” I say as I step into the ring.He doesn’t look at me right away. His fists still. His back rises
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Chapter: 90Flynn POV The night air outside the club is warm, buzzing with the thump of bass that spills through the open doors. Kaya walks beside me, her shoulder brushing mine every few steps. It’s accidental, but each touch settles deep in my chest. After the restaurant disaster, the team's next stop is the afterparty, so here we are, walking into a neon-lit room that smells like citrus cocktails and adrenaline. We barely step inside before Diamond materializes out of the crowd like she’s been waiting. Her dress is silver and loud, matching the smirk she throws at me. “Well, well,” she purrs, trailing her fingers over my arm. “Look who finally showed up.” Before Kaya can stiffen, I gently catch Diamond’s hand and drop it back to her side. “Don’t try that again.” Diamond’s playful expression falters. “Try what?” “Whatever stunt you pulled on the field earlier,” I say, my voice steady. “Do it again, and you’ll hurt my girlfriend.” The word hangs in the air and Kaya stops breathing. Di
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Chapter: 89Kaya POV Riley’s scream is still echoing faintly through the chandelier-lit dining room when I lean forward, fold my hands on the table, and tilt my head at her. She is frozen with the leather bill folder clenched between her fingers. Her eyes flick from the number to the waiter, then to Tom, and then to me. Her entire face looks like someone just unplugged her from reality. “Why did you scream like that?” I ask softly, letting my voice carry just enough for the table to hear. “Is there a problem? Or can’t you afford it?” Riley snaps her mouth shut, forces a smile, and lifts her chin. “Afford it? Of course I can afford it,” she says, even though her voice trembles. “Don’t be silly, Kaya.” “Then pay it,” one of the teammates mutters under his breath. Color floods Riley’s cheeks. She straightens her back and turns to the waiter with a grand wave of her hand. “You can put it on my father’s tab,” she says. “He will handle it, as always. He practically owns this entire block.” The w
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Chapter: 88Kaya POV I’m still breathless from the way Flynn pinned me against my apartment wall. My lips tingle, my heart is still racing, and my brain hasn’t caught up. He kissed me like he meant it. Like he wasn’t made of engineered parts and programmed impulses. Like he’s… human. Too human. “Flynn,” I whisper as he pulls back slightly, his forehead brushing mine. “Why are you doing this? Are you… losing the robot part of you or what?” His eyes search my face, unsettling in the way they make me feel seen. “I told you,” he murmurs, voice low, teasing but not fully joking. “I’m practicing.” “Practicing?” I blink. “For when we get to the party,” he says softly, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. “If we’re going to convince everyone this is real, I need to make sure it feels real. Looks real. That I do it right.” My pulse jumps. “You didn’t have to… go that hard.” “I wasn’t aware there were levels.” His lips twitch. I shove his chest lightly, but he catches my wrist before I pull aw
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Chapter: 87Kaya’s POV The stadium noise fades into a dull roar as Diamond clings to Flynn like she owns him. My breath stutters. My face burns with humiliation, on national TV, with thousands of cameras and millions watching. I swallow hard and take a step back. I can’t stand here and let this be the image broadcast everywhere, Flynn Fetcher, golden boy of the field, holding another woman while I look like an idiot in the stands. I turn to leave, but then Flynn moves. His arms stiffen, and in one sharp motion, he pushes Diamond off him. She stumbles back, confused, her smile collapsing as the cameras flash in her face. Flynn’s gaze snaps upward, right to me and my heart stops. For a moment, it feels like the stadium goes silent. Like the only sound left is my heartbeat slamming against my ribs. Flynn’s expression softens into relief, determination, and something else that makes my stomach flip. And then he runs. Straight toward me. Up the steps, ignoring the reporters shouting, ignoring
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Chapter: 86Kaya’s POV I feel the excitement buzzing through me as I make my way toward my seat in the stands. The stadium is packed, the energy of game day electrifying, but my eyes scan the field, thankfully Flynn is nowhere in sight just as we planned. Before I can even step into the tunnel leading to my section, a shadow blocks my path. “Going somewhere, Kaya?” Tom’s voice drips with mockery as he steps in front of me, arms crossed. I stop, lifting my chin to meet his glare. “Just going to my seat,” I reply evenly. He smirks. “Seat? Don’t waste your time. You’ll never find someone better than me, no matter how hard you try. Flynn? He never stood a chance against me.” I roll my eyes, unable to resist a jab. “Better? You’re nothing without me, Tom. That’s why your whole career tanked after our divorce.” His expression hardens, and in a flash, he grabs me by the throat, slamming me against the wall. My breath catches, and my heart races. The teammates around us freeze, stunned, and scare
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Chapter: 85Kaya’s POV My heart pounds as the medical staff and players lift Flynn onto a stretcher. Panic prickles along my spine. “Wait!” I call, pushing past Riley, who’s trying to step in. “I don’t need your help!” Riley freezes, her eyes narrowing. “Kaya–” “No! Just…stay out!” I snap, locking the clinic door behind everyone. Relief and fear war in my chest as I lean over Flynn. His body is still, but I can’t stop myself from brushing the hair from his forehead. Then his eyes snap open. “Whoa!” I jump back, and before I can react, he grabs me, pulling me onto his chest. My mind freezes, my cheeks burning hotter than the stadium lights outside. “Flynn! Get off me!” I stammer, trying to push him gently, but he holds me with surprising strength, his eyes dark “I… I’ve been waiting all morning to do this,” he murmurs, lips hovering just above mine. I blink, heart hammering. “Wait… did you faint on purpose? The coach won’t let you play if something’s wrong!” He frowns, sitting up slightly
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Chapter: Seventy EightELENA POV The office feels colder tonight. Papers spread across the desk, printouts, screenshots, copies of old hospital records Marco helped me track down. My hands shake as I read each page. The deeper I dig, the sicker I feel. Ava. My daughter. It feels unreal even thinking the word in my head. I trace the name on the forged birth certificate, the signature that isn’t mine. The date that matches my coma, the months I don’t remember. And then the truth unfurls, page by awful page. The inheritance. They needed my child alive to claim it. My grandfather, the man whose face I barely remember, had known. He kept me and the baby alive as long as he could. The baby was born early, tiny, fighting. And then… he died. A car accident, they said. The file hints at sabotage. Another piece of the puzzle I never saw. After that, they took Ava. Daemon and Rachel. And when they had what they wanted, they ordered me dead. A final line in a hospital report, signed by a doctor who refuse
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Chapter: Seventy sevenELENA POV I never thought the silence after a confession could feel like this. Warm. Steady. Like the hush of something finally falling into place. I wake tangled in Alex’s arms. His chest rises and falls under my cheek, slow and deep. I almost don’t want to move. But his fingers brush against my spine, light as a sigh. “You’re awake,” he murmurs, voice still rough from sleep. “Barely,” I whisper, pressing a small kiss to his collarbone. “I didn’t mean to fall asleep on you.” “You were exhausted,” he says, shifting slightly so he can look at me. “Not that I blame you after what we… did.” His smirk is soft, teasing, but there’s something vulnerable behind it too. I trace the edge of his jaw. “Alex?” “Hmm?” “I still need to finish what I started,” I admit, the words catching on my tongue. “About them. About what they did to me.” His expression darkens, but he doesn’t pull away. “You’re not doing it alone.” It’s strange, sharing the weight. I’ve spent weeks lying, hiding piec
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Chapter: Seventy SixELENA POV It’s strange how quiet the mansion feels now. Not the peaceful kind of quiet, but something sharp and cold, like a house waiting for a storm that never comes. We barely speak. When we do, it’s about nothing: dinner, schedules, meetings. The important words sit between us, heavy and silent. At night, I hear him on the other side of the bed, so close I could reach out and touch him. But I don’t and he doesn’t, either. It’s worse than fighting. Worse than yelling. It feels like drowning in air. One morning, I walk into the dining room to see him laughing quietly at something Sophia says. The sound freezes me in the doorway. God, it’s stupid how something so small can stab straight through my chest. I sit down, trying to look bored, but my heart hammers. He barely glances at me, nods, and goes back to his coffee. Later that afternoon, I see him again, outside, by the cars, talking to a woman in a tight black dress. Her laugh is too loud. Her hand lingers on hi
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Chapter: Seventy Five ELENA POV It’s late when I find him.The house is too big, too silent. My footsteps echo on marble floors as I move past darkened rooms, every breath tight in my chest. I finally see him on the balcony outside his study. His back to me, one hand braced on the railing, the city lights painting him in gold and shadow. For a moment, I almost turn around and walk away. But I don’t. “Alex,” I say, my voice coming out softer than I mean. He doesn’t move. Doesn’t turn. Just stays there, shoulders rigid, staring out over the gardens. “I know you’re angry,” I begin, each word feeling heavier than the last. “But we can talk about this. Please.” He exhales, the sound harsh, tired. “Talk?” he repeats. “About what, Elena? How you lied to me? Lied to everyone?” My throat burns. “I had to,” I whisper. “You don’t understand—” “Then make me understand,” he cuts in, his voice raw but quiet. “Tell me why. Tell me why the woman I risked everything for looked me in the eye and chose to keep secr
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Chapter: Seventy four ELENA POV It doesn’t take long before it all unravels. Alex might have promised to keep pretending, but the moment he steps away from me, it’s like a switch flips. His voice when he talks to me turns distant, polite. At night, he doesn’t pull me close. The space between us in bed feels so sharp it could cut me in half. But it’s Sophia’s face when she finds out that really breaks me. It happens in the study. Alex calls her and Marco in. I stand there, my pulse roaring in my ears. Sophia looks between us, her brows knitting. Marco watches Alex with quiet confusion. Alex’s voice is flat. “There are things you both need to know.” I swallow, my mouth dry as dust. Sophia’s eyes go wide as Alex explains. About the contract. About my lost memory. About how I lied. About how I remember everything now and didn’t tell anyone. The room feels like it stops breathing. “You knew,” Sophia says to me, voice rising, cracking. “All this time, you remembered and you didn’t say a word?” “Sophi
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Chapter: Seventy ThreeELENA POV The guilt is what finally breaks me. Days pass. Alex watches me more closely than ever. At meals, in the car, even when we lie in bed at night. I feel his gaze on my face like a weight I can’t shake. Every time he says my name, my heart stumbles. Every time he brushes his thumb along my cheek, it feels like it burns right through the lie I’m holding inside. I can’t keep this secret. Not anymore. It happens on a Thursday night. The house is quiet, Marco and the guards stationed outside, Sophia out late at some charity dinner. Alex is in his office, the door ajar. I stand in the hallway for a moment, palms sweating, heartbeat in my throat. Then I push the door open. He looks up from behind the desk, the lamplight throwing shadows across his face. “Elena?” “Can we talk?” My voice cracks just enough that it makes him sit up straighter. “Of course.” He nods to the chair opposite, but I don’t sit. I walk closer instead, until I’m standing right in front of his desk. Clo
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