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OsirisMy phone buzzes on the table, pulling me out of my thoughts. I glance at the screen—Orion’s name flashes across it. I haven’t spoken to him since I called Nero a couple of weeks ago, and something tells me this isn’t a casual check-in.I swipe to answer, bringing the phone to my ear. “Orion, what’s going on?”“Siris, we’ve got a problem.” His voice is tense, clipped, like he’s barely holding it together. “It’s Aeron.”A cold chill runs through me. “What about Aeron?”There’s a pause, and in that silence, I know it’s bad. Worse than I could’ve imagined.“Someone took him. He’s missing.”The words hit me like a punch to the gut. Aeron? Taken? My little brother? My mind races, trying to process what I just heard, but it doesn’t make sense. Aeron isn’t part of this. He wanted to live a normal life. Who the fuck would do this, and why?“How the fuck did that happen?”“We don’t know yet. He was on his way back to the packhouse from his college. He never made it. We got word a couple
OsirisI’m crouched near the edge of the forest, nose to the ground, tracing Aeron’s last known path like a damn bloodhound. Every scent, every broken twig, it’s all starting to piece together in my mind. I can almost feel him here, can almost hear the rustling leaves and his footsteps. I’m deep in the zone, blocking everything else out, focused solely on tracking my little brother.A familiar scent catches me off guard—something comforting, like home, and something else... soft, familiar. I lift my head, the scent growing stronger. I know this scent.“Osiris?”The voice pulls me out of the trance, and I look up to see Camellia standing a few feet away, her eyes wide with shock. For a moment, we just stare at each other, and then a smile tugs at the corner of my lips. Damn, I haven’t seen her in ages.Before I can say a word, she rushes toward me, throwing her arms around my neck and hugging me tight. “Oh my God, Osiris! I didn’t know you were back! It’s so good to see you!”I chuckl
EvaThe diner is busier than usual, but I don’t mind. I’m actually in a really good mood today. As I move between tables, refilling coffee mugs and taking orders, I can’t help but smile. My thoughts keep drifting to Osiris. Everything just seems... lighter now. I never expected him to ask me out, let alone share the connection we’ve been building over the last few weeks. Things are really starting to look up for me, for us.Sophia’s been happier too. She’s so fond of Osiris, and he’s amazing with her. It’s like things are finally falling into place, and for the first time in a long time, I feel like maybe I’ve found a little bit of happiness, a small slice of peace in this chaotic world.“Hey, Eva, table four’s ready to order,” one of my coworkers, Michelle, calls out.“Got it!” I say, grabbing my notepad and heading over with a spring in my step.As I approach the table, I glance out the window, catching sight of the sunshine streaming down, making the day feel even brighter. I’m a
OsirisI walk through Aeron’s dorm building, the cold concrete walls seeming a little too sterile for a college campus. It’s the kind of place that makes you feel isolated, even in a crowd. I tug my hood lower over my head, keeping my face in the shadows. I’m not exactly inconspicuous here, but I don’t need anyone knowing who the hell I am. My brother’s been missing for days, and I’m not leaving any stone unturned.I stop in front of his door, my stomach twisting as I fish out the key he gave me for emergencies. This qualifies. I push the door open and step inside.The room is a mess. Papers scattered, clothes tossed haphazardly across the floor, his bed unmade. It’s like Aeron never gave a shit about cleaning up. But that’s not what bothers me.It’s the fact that everything feels... wrong.Aeron’s scent is faint, like he hasn’t been here in days. Which makes sense, given that he’s missing. But there’s something else—an unease crawling up my spine as I walk further in, scanning the ro
OsirisAs soon as I walk into the office, I can feel the tension crackling in the air. Nero and Orion are already waiting for me, both of them looking as grim as I feel. I shut the door behind me, knowing this conversation isn’t going to be a pleasant one.I toss Aeron’s decrypted laptop onto Nero’s desk and scrub a hand over my face. “I found out where Aeron’s been.”Nero’s eyes narrow, and Orion straightens in his chair. “What did you find?” Orion asks, but the edge in his voice makes it clear that he’s already dreading the answer.“Aeron sent us on a wild goose chase when he left that piece of his shirt by the old mill,” I take a deep breath, meeting their eyes. “He’s been recruited by Legacy Vega.”There’s a beat of silence, the name hanging heavy in the room before Nero lets out a string of curses under his breath. He slams his palm down on the desk, making a coffee cup rattle.“Fuck, Legacy Vega? That little fucker has been running around like he’s untouchable, gathering warrior
**The following chapter contains Non-Con elements. Please read with caution******EvaI sit quietly beside Sophia, watching as she swings her legs back and forth in the seat, her wide eyes filled with excitement. The plane touches down softly, but the pit in my stomach feels like it’s going to swallow me whole. This place… this hell we’ve been dragged back to… it’s as if the moment we crossed the borders of Darius’ territory, every bad memory, every instance of his cruelty, came rushing back.But Sophia doesn’t know that. She doesn’t remember. I made sure of it.The flight was nothing short of a nightmare for me, but for Sophia? Darius has managed to win her over, talking to her softly, giving her the attention I’ve always tried so hard to protect her from. His charm, that fake warmth he uses to manipulate, worked on her. And now, as she’s pulling at my sleeve, asking me how much longer until she gets to see her new bedroom, I can barely muster the strength to smile.“Not long now,
OsirisI pace the length of my room, phone in hand, dialing Eva’s number for what feels like the hundredth time. Every time I hear the line go dead, a new knot tightens in my chest. It’s like something’s squeezing the life out of me, and I can’t explain it. I’ve called her cell. I’ve called the landline. Nothing.“Come on, Eva, pick up…” I mutter under my breath as I hit redial again, holding the phone to my ear.This time, it rings three times, then... nothing. Just silence, followed by that dull, monotone disconnect sound that grates on my nerves. My mind is racing, and the anxiety building up is too much. It’s not like her to just disappear without a word. Not after everything we’ve been through, after that kiss we shared, after…Something’s wrong.I feel a sharp pang in my chest, like my instincts are screaming at me that something’s seriously messed up. I toss my phone on the bed and rake a hand through my hair. I’ve got two options: I can stay here, stick with the plan of findin
OsirisAs I get closer to Darius’ pack lands, the air feels thicker, like I’m walking into a place where the darkness has taken root. The more I dig into this guy, the worse it gets. His name pops up in all the wrong places—rogue dealings, packs disappearing, even rumors of his involvement in trafficking. It’s enough to make my blood boil, knowing that Eva and Sophia are trapped in his world.I pull over by the side of the road, far enough from his pack’s borders that I won’t trigger any alarms, but close enough that I can feel the buzz of his territory’s energy. I’ve found it. I pull out my phone and hit Nero’s number.He picks up after the first ring. “You found him?”“Yeah,” I say, glancing in the direction of the pack’s lands. “I’m close. I know exactly where his pack is. How do you want to play this?”Nero exhales on the other end. “Good. Come back to the pack house. We need to regroup before we do anything rash.”I grip the steering wheel, frustration prickling beneath my skin.