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CHAPTER 077: FALLOUT
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2026-10-22 04:38:56
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Claimed by the wrong leister brother CHAPTER 078: FALLOUT II
“And I did my part.” “No.” Eleanor shook her head slowly. “You didn’t.” My jaw tightened. “What exactly was I supposed to do differently?” “We agreed to keep Rosalind’s pregnancy quiet. We agreed Luca couldn’t know. We agreed Noah couldn’t become another complication. We knew exactly what we were doing, Catherine.” I said nothing. Because she was right. Neither of us had been dragged into this. We’d both made the choice. We’d both lied. And we’d both believed we could control what happened next. My fingers tightened around my glass. She shook her head. “Now, how in God’s name did Kade even find out. Because I don’t know, Catherine. Do you?” “No.” And that was the truth. I’d watched him stand there in the middle of that garden and expose everything as though he’d been holding the match for weeks, waiting for the right moment to strike it. But where he’d gotten the information from? I had no idea. “He knew Rosalind wasn’t carrying Luca’s child. He knew w
Claimed by the wrong leister brother CHAPTER 077: FALLOUT
CATHERINE’S POV“I did nothing wrong.”I repeated it silently, standing behind the kitchen island in the same dress I’d worn to the hospital, my heels abandoned somewhere near the back door.I did nothing wrong.If I repeated it enough times, perhaps it would stop sounding like a question.The kitchen had gone strangely quiet around me. Evening light spilled orange through the windows, catching on the ridiculous vase of flowers someone had arranged that morning for a wedding that had ended in a damn shootout.My hands trembled around the bottle of whiskey as I poured another shot into my glass and downed it in one gulp, still standing because sitting felt too much like admitting I was exhausted.Or guilty.I wasn’t guilty.I had done what any mother would have done. I had protected my son.That was all.Luca’s face kept replaying behind my eyes.The anger. The disbelief. The way he’d looked at me in that hospital bed as though he couldn’t decide which hurt more—the leg or what he beli
Claimed by the wrong leister brother CHAPTER 076: THE COST OF LOSING EVERYTHING II
“What the hell are you doing here, Mom?”Her lips parted. Her pearls sat crooked against her collarbone. For once, she hadn't noticed.“I came as soon as they told me you were awake.”“How touching.” I rolled my eyes. “Did you rehearse that on the way here?”“Please, don’t be like this.”“Like what?”She glanced at Noah, perhaps hoping she would step in and smooth it over, the way she always did. Noah stood beside the door with her hand on the handle and said nothing.Catherine looked back at me.“You’ve been through something terrible. I know you’re upset, but we need to—”“Don’t.”“Luca, please.”“Everything that comes out of your mouth is a lie.” My voice rose with every word. “So what are you here to tell me now? Another story about how you did everything for my own good?”She shook her head. “You don’t understand.”“Then explain it!”“I’ve tried to—”“No. You’ve tried to control everything. There’s a difference.”She went silent. A muscle jumped in her jaw, the way it did when a
Claimed by the wrong leister brother CHAPTER 075: THE COST OF LOSING EVERYTHING
LUCA’S POV(The next morning)Why couldn’t I feel my leg? I stared at the white ceiling, my lungs refusing to work properly as I tried to move beneath the sheets. Something heavy held my leg in place. It seemed like straps, bandages and a metal frame suspending it above the bed.I tried again, harder this time, willing my body to respond.Still nothing.A cold sensation crawled up my spine.No.I played hockey. My entire life revolved around my body doing exactly what I told it to do. Skating, shooting, making split-second decisions on the ice.I couldn’t— What the hell happened to me?Then the memories came back.The wedding arch. The screaming. The sharp cracks of gunfire tearing through the music.I remembered the chaos, bodies scattering in every direction, and the split second when everything went wrong.Noah.Where was Noah?And Kade—My head snapped towards the door.For one stupid second, I expected Kade to be standing there, wearing that infuriating smirk of his, ready to
Claimed by the wrong leister brother CHAPTER 074: UNDER A HAIL OF BULLETS II
“Kade!” The sound tore out of me before I could stop it. I saw his hand fly to his side, his body tightening around the impact. For one horrible second, he remained bent over Luca, one palm pressed against the ground to keep himself upright.He didn’t make a sound.He didn’t even look at the place where he’d been hit.Instead, he slid an arm behind Luca’s back and another beneath his legs, taking care not to twist the injured knee. Luca cried out as Kade lifted him, his head falling against Kade’s shoulder.Kade staggered under the sudden weight, caught his balance, and ran.Another shot cracked across the garden. He kept going, his jaw clenched, his hand locked beneath Luca’s legs as he carried him toward the entrance.Quinn pulled me farther behind the wall.“Move back, Noah!”I stumbled into her, my eyes fixed on Kade as he crossed the last few feet.Luca’s head lolled against his shoulder, and his face had taken on the greyish color of someone fighting pain and shock.Kade made i
Claimed by the wrong leister brother CHAPTER 073: UNDER A HAIL OF BULLETS
Kade shoved me flatter against the stone path, one arm braced beside my shoulder, the other wrapped around my waist. His chest pressed against my back. I could feel his heartbeat through his shirt, fast and hard, while the garden erupted around us. Lots of stone chips struck my cheek. I flinched, trying to turn my face away, but Kade’s hand closed over the back of my head and held it against the ground. “Stay down, Covey.” A bullet struck the stone somewhere behind us. The sharp crack was followed by a spray of fragments that peppered his back. He didn’t lift his head. If anything, he pressed closer, making himself a shield between me and whatever was tearing through the garden. “Kade—” “Not a word, Covey.” I bit down on the inside of my cheek. My hands had found the front of his shirt, bunching the fabric into my fists, and I couldn’t make myself release it. I could smell his cologne beneath the dust and the sharp, unfamiliar scent of gunpowder. Every time a shot rang out
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