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Claimed by my Ex-husband's friend Chapter 154
First Person’s Perspective FloraThe nights felt longer after the truth came out. I could barely sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Bailey’s face and Lukas’s face side by side, and my chest ached with questions. Lukas and I kept close. We ate together, sat together, even when we had nothing to say. It was like we were afraid that if we let go of each other, another truth would come and tear us apart again.But Kiran wasn’t like us. She didn’t sit still. She was restless, her eyes sharp, her voice always pushing. “We cannot stop here,” she said. “There are more answers. We must find them. The truth doesn’t hide from those who seek.”So one cold evening, we followed her into the forest.The woods were darker than usual. The moon hung high but seemed weak behind thin clouds. The trees bent over us, their branches black against the pale light. Every sound made me shiver,the crunch of leaves under our boots, the snap of twigs, the hoot of an owl somewhere far away. Lukas walked bes
Claimed by my Ex-husband's friend Chapter 153
Flora’s Perspective The truth broke me. For years I had looked at Bailey and seen my sister. My other half. The one who had always been bad and harsh to me. I thought we shared the same blood, the same beginning. But all along, that bond had been built on lies. She wasn’t mine. And I wasn’t hers. It was like someone had pulled the ground out from beneath me, leaving me falling, with no place to land. I sat in the basement where we kept the records, staring at the candle flame until my eyes blurred. The light danced and shook, just like my heart. My hands would not stay still. They shook against my knees. The nurse’s words would not leave my head. Switched. Bought. Threatened. Alpha Valen’s father. Each word pressed into me like a knife. I tried to picture the night it happened. Bailey crying in one corner, Lukas crying in another. A stranger’s hand carrying them apart. One sent to comfort, the other to hardship. One to live as a Pembroke, the other to live in the shadows of a
Claimed by my Ex-husband's friend Chapter 152
Flora’s PerspectiveThe nights grew heavier.Every time we moved, it was with caution,like shadows slipping between walls. I felt as though the whole world was watching us, even when the streets were empty. Every sound was louder in the dark,a dog’s bark, a shutter creaking, the crunch of gravel under our boots. My heart would leap at each noise, and I found myself gripping my cloak tighter and tighter.We couldn’t stop. The answers were close. I could feel them pressing against us like a door ready to burst open.Leo walked ahead, silent but tense, his hand never far from the dagger at his side. Lukas stayed close behind me, his hood covering his face, his body stiff with nerves. I stayed in the middle, my eyes darting left and right, searching every shadow for danger. Each night we risked being caught, but each night we uncovered another piece of the puzzle.On the fourth night, Leo led us to the edge of town. The streets there were narrow and crooked, the kind of place where secret
Claimed by my Ex-husband's friend Chapter 151
Flora’s PerspectiveThe night was our shield.We moved quietly, like ghosts in the dark. Our steps were soft against the cobbled streets, our breaths shallow, our bodies tense. Every shadow felt alive. Every creak of wood or rustle of leaves made me fear we had been seen.The town slept, but I knew danger never truly slept. There were always eyes. Always ears.Leo walked ahead, his shoulders stiff, ready to fight at the first sign of trouble. Lukas stayed close behind me, his hood low, his hand brushing the edge of his dagger. I kept my cloak tight, my heart hammering like a drum.We could not let anyone know what we were looking for. Not yet.This matter had nothing to do with Valen. It was not one of his schemes. It was older. Buried deeper. Hidden by people who had power long before Valen’s name meant anything. That made it even more dangerous.Our first stop was the town hall. The place where every life was supposed to be written in thick ledgers , births, marriages, deaths. If th
Claimed by my Ex-husband's friend Chapter 150
Flora I could not sleep.The hospital basement was too quiet. The air felt thick and heavy, like a room that had kept too many secrets for too long. Every sound was loud in that hush , the hum of the lamp, the distant beeps from upstairs, the soft shifting of a blanket. But none of those sounds could calm the storm inside me.Lukas is my brother.The words kept running through my head until they had no shape. They were sharp and bright and wrong. I put my palms to my face as if I could press the thought back inside my skull. It slipped out again and again.Leo is the true heir.He told me his story tonight, and I could still see his face when he spoke , tired, proud, broken and steady all at once. I saw his hands as he panted the memory, the way his jaw clenched when he spoke of poison and lies. He had carried that burden alone for so long.And Valen. Valen was the root of it all.His smirk kept playing across my mind. The same small curl of the lip that always said: I won. The thoug
Claimed by my Ex-husband's friend Chapter 149
Third Person’s PerspectiveFlora sat alone in the quiet room, her body stiff on the edge of the bed. The silence around her was almost painful. Her hands lay limp on her lap, her fingers cold and still. Her eyes stared at the floor but she wasn’t really seeing it. The same words kept playing in her mind like a drumbeat she could not escape.Sibling match confirmed.Her chest felt so heavy she could barely breathe. Lukas. Her brother. The man who had been her closest friend. The one who had always looked out for her, the one who felt safe. The one who, in weak moments, she had let herself admire. He wasn’t who she thought he was. He wasn’t just Lukas. He was blood.Her stomach twisted at the thought. Everything inside her was tangled and confusing. Should she cry? Should she scream? Should she pretend it wasn’t true? She didn’t even know how to feel. It was too much.She buried her face in her hands, rocking forward a little. Her voice came out in a broken whisper, though no one was th
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