LOGINJolie POVThe mountain wind cuts through my leather jacket as we race away from Nightshade Estate. Seven bikes roaring through tight curves, engines screaming, putting distance between us and the trap that almost closed. Ryder leads, Knox and Cass flanking, Luna and Phoenix covering the rear as Gio rides beside me, his face grim with determination.My hands shake on the handlebars. The adrenaline from our escape is fading, leaving behind cold reality. Celeste played me. My father tried to sell me to Council remnants while I demonstrated my empathic power in front of witnesses who'll use it against me. And I ran once again."Compound in twenty minutes!" Ryder's voice crackles through the helmet comm. "Stay tight, stay focused!"I lean into the next curve, trying to focus on the road instead of the humiliation burning through my chest. But Celeste's satisfied smile keeps flashing through my mind. She won, she got exactly what she wanted.No. I grip the handlebars tighter. She got what s
Ryder POVThe garden ceremony is set up like something from a magazine. White chairs arranged in perfect rows, flowers everywhere, an archway covered in roses where Dominic and Celeste will exchange their official vows. Classical music plays from hidden speakers. Everything designed to look romantic and traditional.But instead it makes my skin crawl. We take seats in the back row—strategic positioning for a quick exit. Jolie sits between Luna and me, her light dimmed but pulsing with barely contained emotion."Are you okay?" I ask quietly."No." She doesn't look at me. "But I will be once we're out of here."Guests fill the garden. I recognize several Council-sympathetic alphas that Luna briefed us on—wolves who lost power when Jolie destroyed the Elders, who would love nothing more than to see her brought down.They're all watching her. "They're enjoying this." Knox murmurs from my other side. "Watching her sit here after this morning's humiliation.""Let them enjoy it." Cass is sca
Jolie pov "So we sit through my father's wedding to a Council weapon." I laugh bitterly. "Watch him solidly his marriage to the woman who played me like a violin, knowing that afterward, armed operatives are coming to kidnap me." "Yes." Gio moves closer. "But while you're sitting there, I'll be getting your bikes ready, clearing an exit route, and making sure you can run the second the ceremony ends." "You'd do that?" I look up at him. "Risk Father finding out you warned us?" "I'm not staying here." He says it firmly. "Whether you take me with you or not, I'm not staying in this pack after what I've learned. Father sold you to the Council for political advancement. Celeste is a weapon designed to eliminate empathic wolves. This whole thing is sick, and I won't be part of it." "Then you come with us." I stand. "When we run, you run with us. Iron Fangs takes care of its own." "We need a solid plan." Cass pulls out a tactical map of the estate. "Exit routes, timing, contingencies
Jolie POVWe're halfway through packing when someone knocks urgently on our door. Ryder moves to answer it, knife already in his hand. He checks the peephole, then opens it just enough to see who's there."It's Gio." He looks back at me. "Alone.""Let him in." I'm too emotionally exhausted to care about security protocols right now.Gio slips inside, closing the door quickly behind him. His face is pale, hands shaking."You can't leave yet." He's breathing hard, like he ran here. "Not until you hear what I found.""We're done here." Ryder zips up a bag. "Your future stepmother just humiliated Jolie in front of half the pack leadership in the region. We're not staying for the actual ceremony.""That's exactly what they want." Gio moves to block the door. "They want you to run, they want you to feel defeated and leave before the real trap springs."I look up from where I'm sitting on the bed. "What trap?""The wedding isn't the endgame." He pulls out his phone with shaking hands. "It's
Jolie pov Celeste moves around the table toward me, and Ryder tenses. But she stops just outside his reach, leaning in close enough that only I can hear her whisper."You should prepare yourself to be a good stepdaughter, Jolie." Her breath is cold against my ear. "What irony—we're practically the same age. But then, your father always did prefer them young."She straightens, her smile public again. "I do hope you'll stay for the ceremony. It would mean so much to have family present."I can't speak neither can I move. The breakfast around us resumes like nothing happened—guests congratulating my father, Celeste accepting well-wishes, everyone playing their parts.Only Gio looks stricken, meeting my eyes with genuine horror."We need to leave." Luna's voice is quiet but urgent. "Now."Ryder guides me toward the door, his body blocking Celeste's view of me. Knox and Cass fall in behind us, Phoenix already moving ahead to secure our exit."Well played, Moonfire Luna." Celeste calls af
Jolie pov "Why would that matter?" But her voice has lost some of its intensity. "If I can't feel, whether I remember feeling is irrelevant.""Is it?" I extend my hand across the table, palm up. An offer, not a demand. "Let me show you something."She looks at my hand like it's a foreign object.”What would you show me?""What empathy feels like." I meet her eyes. "Just for a moment. No damage, no force. Just a glimpse of what connection is supposed to be.""Why?" Suspicion colors her voice—the first real emotion I've heard from her."Because you're not a weapon." I say it firmly. "You're a person who had personhood stolen from you. And I think somewhere deep down, you know something is wrong. You know the emptiness isn't normal."Her hand trembles slightly. The first uncontrolled movement I've seen."Your father said you would try this." Her voice is still flat, but I hear the faintest uncertainty. "That you would attempt to manipulate me with your empathic abilities, definitely I sh







