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ANTHONY’S POVThe warehouse sat on the outskirts of town like a dead beast—silent, hulking, metal ribs jutting into the cold night. Floodlights cut uneven stripes across the cracked pavement, flickering in the wind. Mark and four of my most trusted men were already positioned around the perimeter, but the place still felt too exposed, too empty.I stepped out of the car, exhaustion clinging to my bones, no sleep in me, and too many unanswered questions in front.Elijah’s car pulled in a second later.He got out slowly, shoulders squared, expression unreadable. He didn’t walk toward me. He lingered at the entrance, watching the road, waiting. Something about the posture pricked the back of my mind.Mark came up to me first.“Perimeter swept twice,” he murmured. “No signs of anyone else.”“Good,” I said, but my eyes were on Elijah.He looked formal.Tense.Not anxious—prepared.Prepared for what, exactly?I joined him at the entrance.“You alright?” I asked quietly.“I’m fine,” he sai
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ANTHONY’S POVI didn’t go back to my room immediately.Even after Elijah’s voice faded and the door shut behind me, something inside me was still stuck on repeat.They can’t know.It’s been years.Those two sentences alone were enough to keep any man awake for a week.By the time I made it to my study, it was well past midnight. The house had gone quiet, making every sound sharp, every shadow too still, every clock tick a reminder that time wasn’t on my side.I sat behind my desk, but I couldn’t bring myself to open a laptop, read a file, or do any of the usual things I did when I needed to feel in control. My mind kept circling, looping, refusing to land.What the hell did Elijah mean? What exactly were we not supposed to know?I trusted Elijah. I trusted him more than most people on this planet. But trust didn’t erase the part of me that tightened whenever someone said, “You don’t get to ask questions.” Especially when the stakes were this high.Elijah wasn’t reckless. He wasn’t st
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ANTHONY’S POVElijah arrived hours later.By then, I’d showered, changed, and scrubbed the smell of the ship out of my skin, but none of that mattered. The house still felt wrong. It was both too quiet and too loud at the same time. I could hear guards walking outside—boots on gravel, soft radio clicks, the occasional murmur when someone rotated positions. It should have reassured me. Instead, it made my skin itch.I was going crazy. The front door opened at the time expected and Penny walked in first, followed by Elijah. Donna was on the living room rug with Bethany, pretending to draw. I could tell it was pretending because she kept pausing, looking up, listening for things that might indicate dangerThe moment Penny spotted her, she broke away from her father and ran. Donna barely had time to look up before Penny threw her arms around her, clinging tight. Her small body shook with the force of it, as if she’d been holding herself together the entire flight and had finally hit th
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OSTARA’S POVThe silence after Peter left felt heavier than when he was in the room.It wasn’t relief… far from it. An air of waiting hung in the air as Natalie ran the details of what she had to say—truth or lie—in her mind. I could see the gears turn in her head, and I already told myself to believe only about 20% of whatever she said to me. I always learned things the hard way. The warehouse hummed faintly around us, the same mechanical sound as before, but now it felt closer, louder, like it was pressing in.Natalie’s shoulders were hunched, chin dipped, eyes fixed somewhere near her tied hands. The slap mark on her cheek had darkened, purple blooming beneath the skin. I didn’t rush her.She swallowed once, then said, “He hired me.”I kept my face neutral. Inside, something tightened, but it wasn’t surprise. Not really.“He came to me when I was in Dubai, having a cup of coffee, and he threatened to expose my past to everyone in my circle unless I helped him.” “I know that alr
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ANTHONY’S POVThe first rule of a search like this is simple: don’t panic.The second rule is harder: don’t let anyone see that you’re terrified.I stood in the temporary command room we’d set up less than an hour after I left the Ardent Crown. Screens lined the walls: satellite maps, live feeds, ports, marinas. Warehouse clusters within a hundred-mile radius. The phones wouldn’t stop ringing, and they were answered by the security team Mark hired before the words even left my mouth. It all looked controlled. That was important—the illusion. Because if people saw I was barely holding it together, the entire operation would fall apart. Something we couldn’t afford. “She was taken between twelve forty-five and one fifteen,” I said, forcing my voice steady. “That gives them a head start of maybe three hours before we even knew she was missing.”Mark nodded. “We’re narrowing down likely drop points.”“Don’t narrow,” I snapped. “Widen. Assume they want us confused.”He adjusted immediat
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OSTARA’S POVPeter’s presence changed the room before he even spoke.He walked in with the same kind of smug confidence that always made my skin crawl—the slow, deliberate steps, his shoulders relaxed—everything about it made me want to strangle him. The dim warehouse lights cast long shadows behind him, stretching across the concrete like he owned every inch of it.His eyes landed on Natalie first, then slid to me. And then he smiled.“Well,” he drawled, clasping his hands lightly behind his back, “Natalie came through after all. I’ll be honest, I doubted her for a second.”My stomach twisted.“What?” I breathed, looking sharply at Natalie. Confusion, anger, fear… everything twined together.Peter clicked his tongue. “Oh, Ostara… surely you’ve figured it out by now.”I stared at him. Then at her.Natalie lifted her chin, bruised face tight with fury. “Quit the smug villain act, Peter. Let us go.”He laughed—a short, dismissive sound. “The defiance is adorable, really.”“Peter,” I sai
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