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Ch. 111
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Alpha’s Forbidden Mate Ch. 114
The city’s skin was the color of overproof gin at sunrise, pale blue bleeding into orange, all the glass-faced towers shot through with the aftermath of what Carolina had done. By the time she emerged from the stairwell onto the roof, Mira was already perched on the ledge, hair tied in a fist at the crown of her head, cigarette burning dangerously close to the filter. Carolina set the starter jar down next to her, careful. "It’s still alive?" Mira didn’t look at her, but the question was genuine."I think so. Too stubborn to quit." Carolina nudged the jar, watched the slurry inside it swirl and settle, bubbles rising like swimming snakes to the surface. From up here, she could see the city already recalibrating to the new world: motes of people cluster-fucking toward some imagined stability, traffic reforming around a pile-up, drones ferrying crates between rooftop pads. Mira exhaled smoke, made a noise in her throat. "They’ll come back for you.""They’ll come back for you, too," C
Alpha’s Forbidden Mate Ch. 113
"We'll release them when we have everything we came for," said the woman with the corporate haircut, her voice so preternaturally calm it hovered on the edge of soothing. "You and the starter. The bread recipes. And the assurance that you won't disappear into the night."It was the blandest kind of threat, clinical and bloodless, but Carolina heard it for what it was. The kind of threat delivered by people who'd never had to swing a knife or wipe a floor, who believed the world could be manipulated via memo and threat and polite request. She felt an irrational urge to laugh—or maybe just to break something delicate, glass or bone.She set the starter jar down, but closer to her own side of the table. "You have surveillance all over the city. If I run, you'll find me. If I don't, you'll 'negotiate.' So what do you want to talk about?""It took us longer than we expected to trace the signature of your product," said the man in the suit, watching Xander with the careful interest of a her
Alpha’s Forbidden Mate Ch. 112
The bakery's kitchen had become a laboratory. Carolina wiped sweat from her brow as she bent over the counter, her scarred hands kneading a dough that wasn't quite right. Three failures today already. Her arms ached, but the pain was familiar—a companion now rather than an enemy."You're thinking too hard," Xander said from across the counter. He'd been watching her for nearly an hour, his own work—a simple rye—resting while he monitored her progress.She frowned, fingers working the dough with practiced precision. "The starter won't behave. Every batch comes out different.""That's what makes it special." He circled around to her side, his presence a warm pressure at her back. "It's alive. Not something you can force."Carolina glanced up at him, catching the slight furrow between his brows, the way his eyes crinkled when he smiled. They'd been circling each other for weeks now, partners in this dangerous business of survival and rebellion. At first, she'd thought his interest was me
Alpha’s Forbidden Mate Ch. 111
Carolina and Xander leaned close over the scuffed prep table, its pocked top draped in hand-drawn maps and oil-smudged lists: pack hierarchies, alleyway cut-throughs, the codes rogues daubed on lampposts to mark friendly or fatal blocks. It was both a battle plan and a wish for one; neither quite trusted the info, but both knew the city kept its truest answers in jittery, ill-lit margins.“They’re on the move again,” Xander said, voice low enough to blend with the morning’s hum. “North edge, the old syrup warehouse. Their gunners run night shift, but the kids are the real eyes. They can spot us before a thought gets all the way through your head.”Carolina wiped her scarred hand on her apron. “Send Rami and the twins at dusk. Noemi stays here to…” The sentence trailed, unfinished but understood: to keep safe what they’d already survived.Xander rolled a pen between his fingers, watching her. “What if they hit the bakery while we’re out?”“They might,” she said, “but that’s not where t
Alpha’s Forbidden Mate Ch. 110
The city’s heat brought sullen moods and riot dreams, and for three consecutive mornings the bakery’s bluebell starter oozed from its bucket in angry rivers, an augury that everyone chose to ignore. Around 3:10 a.m., just before the first mixing, two windows shattered in a white comet burst, and figures in hoods flooded down the alley, knives and brickbats and a stink that was not human. Even Mira, who prided herself on premonition, registered only the faintest twitch before the men were through the front door, dragging the twins by their ovenscorched wrists.Carolina, arms deep in dough, did not hesitate. She thought: rogues, from the north or maybe west, their breath strong with antifreeze spirits and honeycomb, which tagged them as exiles from the Pinedale Hive. She caught the lead raider’s wrist in her scar hand—surprised him, maybe surprised herself by how easy the old fracture held—and jabbed the heel of her other palm up under his nose with a crunch like a crisped crust. That l
Alpha’s Forbidden Mate Ch. 109
Carolina blinked twice, then three times, as if by tricking her eyes she could flicker out of the present and back into the old, bounded world. But the new world was persistent. It grew mossy green and violent blue, its stories whispering beneath the usual city static, harmonics teased out of crosstalk and chaos.She had, for months, been receiving letters. Some were threats—council-copied complaint forms, sealed in red, embossed with Civic Threat Assessment! and a list of her bakery’s offenses. Some were love notes—inked in honey and pollen, sometimes scented, always scrawled anonymous. Mostly, though, they were requests. A small city had begun to orient itself around her. She was the north for the desperate, the hungry, the merely lost. Mothers asked, will you teach my children to knead? Students asked, will you show me the trick to bluebell fermentation? An elderly woman wrote a polite, careful letter asking if Carolina would please consider baking a loaf in the shape of her dead s
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