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BLOODBOUND: The Wolf, The King and The Killer 178
Colt's POV I stood at the podium under the spotlight, microphone warm in my hand, looking out at the sea of tuxedos and gowns. The applause from my introduction had died down, and the room waited for me to kick things off. My jaw still ached a little from the night before, but the healing shift had done its job. No one would notice. "Good evening again, everyone," I said, leaning in just enough to make it feel casual. "Dinner was incredible, right? Give the chefs another round of applause." The crowd obliged, clapping toward the kitchen doors where the staff peeked out and waved. "Tonight isn't just about eating and looking pretty," I continued. "We've got speeches, auctions, games, and a few surprises to keep you on your toes. First up, the man who makes all this possible, our president and alpha, Rhett Valdez." I stepped aside as Rhett rose from the head table. He walked up with that steady stride everyone knew, took the podium, and adjusted the mic height without fuss. The ro
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Third person POV The grand ballroom of the Valdez estate gleamed under strings of golden lights that stretched from one end to the other like a canopy of stars brought indoors. Black and gold dominated the color scheme, with long tables draped in crisp linen, centerpieces of dark roses and flickering candles, and banners bearing the pack crest hanging from the high beams. The air carried the scent of fresh flowers mixed with expensive cologne and the faint hint of anticipation that always accompanied large gatherings of powerful people. Staff moved efficiently through the space, adjusting silverware, topping off champagne flutes on passing trays, and directing early arrivals to their assigned areas. The string quartet in the corner played soft classical pieces, the notes floating over the low hum of conversation as guests began to filter in. Outside, the red carpet stretched from the valet drop-off to the main entrance, flanked by velvet ropes and subtle security in tailored suits
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Killian POV I woke up to Nikolai's alarm blaring at six sharp, the same annoying chime he'd used for years because it was the only one that actually got him out of bed. He was already half up, reaching to silence it, but I grabbed his wrist and pulled him back down against me. "Five more minutes," I mumbled into his neck. "We have the morning briefing at seven," he said, but he didn't fight when I rolled him under me and kissed him quiet. We didn't get five minutes. We got twenty, tangled in sheets and each other, until his phone buzzed with a text from the office manager reminding us the caterers needed final approval by eight. I groaned and let him go. "Fine. Shower. Coffee. World domination." He laughed and shoved me toward the bathroom. By six forty-five we were downstairs. Nikolai in a dark suit, tie still loose, hair damp. Me in jeans and a button-down because I refused to wear a full suit before nine unless someone was dying. The kitchen was chaos. Coffee brewing, toast
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Colt's POV I slammed the door to my room hard enough to make the frame rattle, but it didn’t help. My jaw throbbed where Rhett’s fist had landed, a hot pulse that matched the anger burning in my chest. Brother or alpha or whatever the hell he wanted to be tonight, he had no right. I grabbed my keys off the dresser, shoved my wallet in my pocket, and headed for the garage. The bike started with a roar that felt good, too loud for the quiet night. I didn’t bother with a helmet. I just twisted the throttle and shot down the driveway, gravel spitting behind me. The cold air slapped my face, stung the split in my lip, but I welcomed it. Anything to drown out Rhett’s voice calling me a useless fool. I rode aimless for a while, letting the roads twist under the wheels, but my hands knew where they were going even if my head didn’t want to admit it. Twenty minutes later I pulled into the gravel lot of The Rusty Nail, the dive bar on the edge of town where nobody asked questions and the be
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Rhett's POV I sat behind my desk staring at the reports Killian and Colt had just dropped in front of me. Adrian Wilder Corporation's stock had taken a nosedive, Meridian was scrambling to distance themselves, and the leaked files were already making rounds in every finance chat that mattered. It was a clean kill. They had done exactly what I sent them to do. Killian leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed. "We didn't even have to raise our voices much. Declan’s dirt did the heavy lifting." Colt dropped into the chair across from me, stretching his legs out. "Guy's face when his shares started tanking was priceless. Like someone kicked his favorite dog." I nodded once. "Good work." Nikolai lingered by the window, hands in his pockets. He waited until Killian and Colt filed out before he spoke. "You need to ease up on Declan." I looked up sharp. "Not now." "Yes, now," he said, voice steady. "He didn't go behind your back to hurt you. He did it to protect you. To protect all
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Declan's POV I rolled the bike into the garage beside Colt’s and killed the engine. The quiet after all that roar felt heavy, like the night itself was holding its breath. My knuckles were scraped, lip split, but the adrenaline still buzzed under my skin in a good way. Colt swung off his bike, pulled off his helmet, and grinned at me through the dim light. “That was exactly what I needed,” he said. “Me too.” I handed him the spare key. “Thanks for the escape route.” He pocketed it and clapped my shoulder. “Anytime you need to punch some idiots or outrun your feelings, you know where I keep the bikes.” I laughed once. “Night, Colt.” “Night, Dec. Try not to get murdered by the alpha before breakfast.” I flipped him off as he headed toward the guest wing. I stayed in the garage a minute longer, letting the cool air settle on my face, wiping blood from my lip with the back of my hand. The house was dark, most of the pack asleep or pretending to be. I didn’t want to deal with anyon
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