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Beneath the Mask

ผู้เขียน: Hannah Boniface
last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-10-01 02:52:51

The council chamber smelled of blood and suspicion.

Aiden sat stiff at the long oak table, the wound on his arm hidden beneath a fresh bandage. His father loomed at the head, flanked by elders whose expressions were carved from stone. On the opposite side, Lucien Veyron sat like a shadow, golden eyes cold as winter.

Between them, silence crackled.

Finally, Elder Morrell broke it. “Another attack. Rogues, yes—but in Veyron colors. This is not a coincidence.”

Murmurs rippled. Eyes slid toward Dante.

Aiden’s chest tightened. He could still feel the fight in his bones—the rogues’ claws, the heat of Dante’s back against his, the way they’d fought in sync like two halves of a whole. He wanted to defend him. Wanted to scream.

But his father’s warning echoed: You may never be ready to lead.

Dante lounged in his chair, golden eyes glinting with lazy defiance. “If I’d ordered the hit, Blackthorn wouldn’t be sitting here breathing.”

“Convenient defense,” Elder Morrell snapped.

Lucien’s gaze was
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  • Alpha’s Enemy, Alpha’s Mate   Escalation

    The retaliation didn’t come immediately.That was how Aiden knew it was deliberate.He woke before dawn with the familiar tension humming beneath his skin—not panic, not fear, but the unmistakable sense of pressure being applied. The city outside the window was still dark, but its quiet felt staged, as if someone had turned down the volume rather than letting it fade naturally.Dante was already awake.“They’ve moved,” Dante said quietly, eyes focused somewhere beyond the walls.Aiden sat up slowly. “How far?”“Not close enough to touch. Close enough to remind.”The bond pulsed—alert, grounded, ready.Aiden reached for his device. It powered on normally, but the interface lagged—just a fraction of a second too long. Notifications loaded out of order. Access permissions flickered.“They’re degrading,” Aiden murmured. “Selective interference.”Not a shutdown.A squeeze.By the time the sun rose, the squeeze had shape.Transit restrictions expanded without announcement. Access points fla

  • Alpha’s Enemy, Alpha’s Mate   Terms of Engagement

    The building Julian chose did not announce itself.No banners. No insignia. No visible security beyond the subtle presence of people who looked like they belonged anywhere and nowhere at once. It was the kind of place designed to feel neutral—to imply inevitability rather than authority.Aiden noticed that immediately.“They want this to feel reasonable,” he murmured as they entered.Dante’s presence at his side was steady, protective without being overt. “Reasonable is how people justify cages.”They were guided—not escorted—through a series of quiet corridors. No metal detectors. No intimidation. Just polished floors and controlled lighting that made time feel slippery.Julian waited in a room that felt intentionally undecorated. A table. Three chairs. Water already poured.He stood when they entered.“Aiden,” Julian said, voice warm, almost familiar. His gaze flicked briefly to Dante. “You brought company.”“I don’t go anywhere alone,” Aiden replied evenly.Julian smiled faintly. “

  • Alpha’s Enemy, Alpha’s Mate   Fault Lines

    The city didn’t wake gently.It woke alert.Aiden felt it before dawn, the subtle shift in the air that came when too many people were thinking the same thought at once. Not panic. Not excitement.Calculation.He lay still beside Dante, staring at the ceiling while the bond pulsed quietly between them—low, grounded, watchful. Sleep had been shallow, interrupted by dreams that weren’t quite dreams: corridors narrowing, voices flattening, memory rearranged into something almost believable.“You’re awake,” Dante murmured.“Yes.”Neither of them moved right away. Morning had learned how to wait lately.“They changed the terrain overnight,” Dante said.Aiden nodded. “Quietly.”By the time they rose, the evidence was everywhere. Transit routes altered. Public access points temporarily closed “for maintenance.” New security presence where there hadn’t been any before—not aggressive, not obvious.Just there.“They’re mapping behavior,” Aiden said as they watched from the window. “Seeing how p

  • Alpha’s Enemy, Alpha’s Mate   When Silence Breaks

    The first threat didn’t arrive as a warning.It arrived as an absence.Aiden noticed it while reviewing the night’s recordings—segments clipped, audio flattened, timestamps subtly altered. Not erased. Adjusted. The kind of interference designed to make doubt bloom quietly, to make witnesses question their own certainty.“They’re editing memory,” Aiden said.Dante leaned over his shoulder, eyes narrowing. “Selective distortion.”“Yes. If they can’t suppress the truth, they’ll blur it until people stop trusting themselves.”Dante straightened slowly. “That means the pressure phase is over.”Aiden nodded. “This is intimidation.”Outside, the city woke under a layer of forced normalcy. Headlines smoothed over last night’s address. Official summaries replaced lived experience with clean phrasing. Stability. Cooperation. Progress.Aiden shut the feed off.“They’re moving faster now,” he said. “Which means Julian’s patience is gone.”As if summoned by the thought, Aiden’s device vibrated—not

  • Alpha’s Enemy, Alpha’s Mate   Line in the Dark

    The first sign wasn’t loud.It was an absence.Aiden noticed it while standing at the kitchen counter, watching steam curl from a mug he’d forgotten to drink. The city outside moved as usual—traffic flowing, lights blinking, people passing—but something familiar had gone quiet.The background hum of unofficial channels.The low, constant exchange of updates and confirmations that had threaded through the last few days simply… stopped.He set the mug down carefully.“They’re jamming,” Aiden said.Dante looked up from where he sat, already alert. “Soft blackout?”“Yes. Not full suppression.” Aiden closed his eyes briefly, feeling the edges of the silence. “Just enough to make people second-guess what’s real.”Dante stood and moved closer, gaze distant as if tracking something beneath the surface. “Julian’s drawing a line.”The bond pulsed—low, steady, wary.By midmorning, the pattern became undeniable. Messages delayed. Access intermittently blocked. Official updates pushed aggressively

  • Alpha’s Enemy, Alpha’s Mate   No Way Back

    Morning arrived without ceremony.No alarms. No announcements. Just the city breathing as it always had—except now, something beneath that rhythm had changed. Aiden felt it before he opened his eyes. A tension in the bond that wasn’t anxiety, wasn’t fear, but readiness.The kind that came after the last door closed.He sat up slowly, rubbing a hand over his face. Dante was already awake, leaning against the headboard, watching the light creep across the wall.“You feel it too,” Aiden said.Dante nodded once. “There’s no more buffer.”Aiden exhaled. That was the truth of it. Everything up until now—the forum, the documentation, the suspension—had existed in the space between denial and consequence. That space was gone.Julian would act openly now.Aiden dressed with deliberate care, choosing simplicity. No symbols. No defiance. He wasn’t trying to send a message today.He was bracing for one.The message came sooner than expected.Not to him.To everyone else.The announcement broke ac

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