Masuk“He is not here,” Beck replied firmly. “If you cannot drop a direct message for him right now, then you are completely wasting your breath.”Voss let out a heavy sigh over the line. “I know you know about the so-called operation by now. So listen to me carefully, and relay this message to him.” The commander paused, his tone turning incredibly sharp and threatening. “He is being ordered to keep his mouth completely shut. Whatever games he is playing with the press with this whole leaking of the files shenanigans, he needs to stop immediately. I am only reaching out with this warning as a favour because I respect him.”Shock radiated through the room, three of them exchanging surprised and horrified looks. The military really did think Jared was the one behind the whole thing, as they had feared. Hayden’s grip tightened around the phone. “You’ve got the wrong idea,” he said evenly. “Jared isn’t the one who leaked those files.”Voss let out a dry, borderline bitter chuckle. “You expect
“Phantom wolf?” a deep voice boomed loudly through the phone speaker as soon as Hayden accepted the call. Beck jolted with surprise at the sudden use of Jared’s old army nickname. He looked up, meeting Hayden’s eyes, which were narrowed with shock and suspicion. “I know you can hear me loud and clear,” the man said, his voice incredibly arrogant and authoritative. “Answer me, Lotto.”Hayden’s mouth tightened with irritation at the arrogant man, frowning at the phone with his expression completely guarded. “Mr Lotto is not anywhere around here right now.” For a second, there was nothing but static on the line. “I need to speak with Sergeant Jared Lotto.” The man demanded, his voice authoritatively demanding. “Get the phone to him now.”Hayden exchanged a quick glance with Beck before answering. “Who’s asking?”“My name is Richard Voss.”The name meant nothing to Hayden. Beck’s body, on the other hand, went rigid, and his jaw slowly clenched.“Well, you are currently talking to his
“To the pieces of my heart,” Hayden started, his voice steady, but there was a roughness beneath. He paused and cleared his throat before continuing. “If you are reading this, then I have already left.First, I am sorry.I know apologizing does not change anything, but I still owe each of you one. I promised I wouldn’t disappear, and I broke that promise. I know that hurts, especially after everything that has happened these past few days.Please believe me when I say this was not an easy decision.”Hayden paused for a second, swallowing against the tightness in his throat.“My, Before I met you, surviving was enough for me. I woke up, I trained, I worked, and I slept. I called it living because I didn’t know there was anything else.Then you walked into our lives.Somehow, without even trying, you reminded me that peace wasn’t something reserved for other people.You loved without conditions. You looked at me and never once saw a too reserved, pensive man. Instead of taking it the
The television continued humming softly in the background, filling the small living room with the steady drone of reporters desperately trying to make sense of the chaos unfolding across the country.They had moved to their favourite living room almost forty minutes ago in an unconscious bid to find comfort to soothe the rift in their hearts. But all they did was sit in silence and watch the events unfold on the television while ignoring the facts that their phones were probably ringing off the hook upstairs. Myla sat still beside Hayden on the couch, the folded letter still clutched tightly in trembling fingers. Beck stayed stiff beside her, her second hand in his, his gaze fixed on the envelope as though looking away might somehow change what it represented. Hayden stood a few feet away, both hands planted on his hips, his chest rising and falling with uneven breaths as he watched the protests on the TV.The silence felt unbearable.“Guys,” he suddenly said, pulling their attention
“Oh, he is still downstairs in his office, love,” Beck answered, looking at the bedroom door as if expecting Jared to come through it like a phantom.“Since last night?” Myla said, frowning. “Wait, did he seriously not come up to bed at all while I was asleep?”“No,” Hayden replied, shaking his head, his mouth tight.She looked between them. “And you let him stay there all night?”“We really tried to get him to come to bed multiple times, but he was very closed off after we arrived, My,” Beck replied, his eyes sad. “So Hay and I thought it was best to give him some quiet time alone.”“Yesterday was… a lot,” Hayde
Myla’s nose scrunched up, and her brows furrowed before she finally awoke from the deepest sleep she had experienced in months. And for a brief, sleepy moment, she simply stared at the ceiling of the master bedroom, confused about what had woken her up. Then barely a second later, a sudden, sharp wave of intense sourness surged from the very bottom of her stomach straight up to the back of her throat.“Oh…” She choked out, slapping a hand over her mouth as she threw the duvet aside and scrambled out of bed, stumbling as she raced blindly to the master bathroom.The sudden movement immediately woke the two men sleeping on either side of her.“Mine?” Hayden mumbled groggily, pushing himself up. Then his eyes became alert as the sound of her retching finally registered in his brain. Beck was on his feet in a millisecond, his body moving before his brain even caught up. By the time Myla dropped to her knees in front of the toilet, Beck was beside her, gently gathering her hair away fr







