Chapter 70

[Sera]

By the third day, I've memorized his pattern.

He wakes before I do. Not because I sleep, but because I pretend to, and he moves during the

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• Addicted to His Rejected Mate   Chapter 107

  [Sera]Two weeks later, I brought tea to the wrong shop.Not wrong. Different. I'd been making two cups every evening since Killian came home from the hospital: one for me, one for him. The first night I carried them across the sidewalk, he'd looked at the cup like I'd handed him a contract he didn't know how to read. By the fourth night it was just routine. Close Vance's. Boil water. Walk twelve feet. Sit.He was at the workbench. Left arm still in a sling, though Nakamura said he could take it off next week. He was sanding something with

• Addicted to His Rejected Mate   Chapter 106

  [Sera]The nurses arrived in thirty seconds. Two of them, then a third, then Nakamura, who must have been somewhere close because she was in the room before the third nurse finished checking his vitals.Killian's eyes tracked everything. The ceiling, the monitors, the IV lines in his arms, the nurses moving around him with the efficient choreography of people who do this every day. His gaze landed on Lulu last. She was still asleep on my lap, undisturbed by the commotion, her fist still clenched around Mia's jacket collar.He stared at her

• Addicted to His Rejected Mate   Chapter 105

  [Killian]I was in a room with no walls.Not darkness. Darkness has edges, corners, the suggestion of something beyond it. This was gray. A flat, featureless gray that extended in every direction without variation or end. Like standing inside a piece of paper that someone forgot to write on.I couldn't feel my body. Not numbness. Absence. The place where my hands should be was just more gray, and when I tried to move there was no feedback, no muscle or bone or resistance to push against. Just intention with nothing to act on.

• Addicted to His Rejected Mate   Chapter 104

  [Sera]Liora didn't sit. She leaned against the wall opposite the ICU window and crossed her arms. The cat settled on the floor between us like a referee."His wolf isn't dead," she said. "Dead would be simpler. What happened is worse. It shattered. The trauma, on top of months of depletion, broke it into fragments. Those fragments are scattered through the residual channels of your old bond.""Our bond was severed. I was there. You were the one who severed it."

• Addicted to His Rejected Mate   Chapter 103

  [Sera]The paramedics arrived before the police. I don't know who called them. Silas, probably. He was on the phone while I knelt on a carpet that had turned warm and dark under my knees, pressing both hands against Killian's chest while Lulu screamed from the rocking chair where I'd set her down because I needed both hands and couldn't hold them both at the same time.That was the choice. Hold your daughter or keep a man's blood inside his body. I chose the blood. Lulu screamed and I chose the blood, and if that is a thing I have to carry for the rest of my life, then fine. Add it to the pile.

• Addicted to His Rejected Mate   Chapter 102

  [Killian]The hallway was nine feet long. Conrad stood at one end. I stood at the other. Between us was his security consultant with an undrawn weapon and fifty years of accumulated certainty that the world would do what it was told.I'd done this math before. Boardrooms, negotiations, the particular arithmetic of power where you count leverage and exposure and available exits. But the math had never included a gun, or a child five feet behind me breathing into her mother's neck, or the sound of Silas somewhere downstairs, motionless, coiled.

• Addicted to His Rejected Mate   Chapter 11

  [Sera] The apartment is too quiet. Not peaceful quiet. The kind of quiet that presses in on you, like the walls are holding their breath, waiting for something to explode. I sit at the dining table with a book open in front of me that I haven't read a single word of. I've been staring at the sam

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• Addicted to His Rejected Mate   Chapter 7

  [Sera] "You look like shit." Riley's standing at the espresso machine, watching me wipe down the counter with the intensity of someone who's already diagnosed my entire medical history through vibes alone. The morning rush just ended, leaving the café in that blessed mid-morning lull where only

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• Addicted to His Rejected Mate   Chapter 10

  [Sera] The words hit like ice water. Like a blade sliding between my ribs. He meant it. Every cold, calculated syllable. To him, I was just another acquisition. Another problem to be solved with money and power. His finger still held my chin, and I yanked away from his touch like it burned. It

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• Addicted to His Rejected Mate   Chapter 9

  [Sera] The Voss Group headquarters looked like it was designed by someone who wanted to make poor people cry. Glass and steel stretching toward the sky like a middle finger to everyone who couldn't afford the view from the top. I'd walked past this building a hundred times during delivery shifts

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