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Where They Separate You

ผู้เขียน: Hannah Boniface
last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-12-31 17:44:17

The silence did not arrive suddenly.

It crept in.

At first, it was barely noticeable—just a thinning of the ship’s ambient hum, the familiar vibration beneath Aiden’s feet softening until it felt distant, unreal. The lights dimmed by a fraction, not enough to trigger alarms, but enough to make his skin prickle with unease.

Aiden slowed his steps instinctively.

Dante was walking just ahead of him, shoulders squared, posture alert but relaxed in the way of someone who had learned to live with constant danger. They had been heading back from another brutal training cycle, both exhausted, both quiet in that shared, wordless way that had become familiar between them.

Something was wrong.

“Dante,” Aiden said softly.

Dante stopped.

The moment Dante turned around, the bond reacted—tightening abruptly, not in pain, but in warning. Aiden’s breath caught as the connection stretched unnaturally, pulled thin like a cord drawn too far.

Dante’s eyes widened a fraction.

“You feel that,” Dante said.

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  • 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

  • Alpha’s Enemy, Alpha’s Mate   The First Cut

    The knock didn’t come hard.That was what unsettled Aiden the most.It was precise. Controlled. As if whoever stood on the other side already knew the answer and was only observing the procedure.Aiden and Dante exchanged a look. The bond tightened—not alarm, but readiness.“I’ll handle it,” Aiden said quietly.Dante nodded, positioning himself just out of sight but close enough to feel through the bond.Aiden opened the door.Two figures stood in the hallway, both dressed in neutral gray, identification visible but deliberately unremarkable. Their expressions were calm in the way only people backed by authority could manage.“Aiden Calloway,” the woman said. “We need a word.”Aiden stepped aside without argument. “Of course.”They entered, glancing briefly around the apartment—not searching, just cataloging. The man spoke next, voice polite, almost apologetic.“There’s been a temporary suspension placed on your credentials.”Aiden blinked once. “On what grounds?”“Administrative revi

  • Alpha’s Enemy, Alpha’s Mate   Pressure Points

    By morning, the city had opinions.Not unified ones. Not loud ones. But formed ones.Aiden woke to the low vibration of his device on the nightstand, the sound barely audible yet persistent. He didn’t reach for it immediately. He lay still, listening to the rhythm of Dante’s breathing beside him, the steady presence anchoring him in the quiet before impact.The bond stirred—alert, restrained.“Don’t look yet,” Dante murmured without opening his eyes.Aiden huffed a breath that might have been a laugh. “You felt it too?”“Yes. The weight changed.”That was the only way to describe it. The pressure hadn’t lifted after yesterday—it had redistributed. Settled into corners. Found new fault lines.Aiden finally picked up the device.Messages flooded the screen. Not hundreds—thousands. Not demands. Not praise. Observations. Questions. Confirmations.I was there too.That happened to my brother.They told us it was protocol.He locked the screen again before it could pull him under.“This isn

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