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CHAPTER 10

Autor: Sunkissed
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-07-16 10:58:58

VIVIENNE’S POV

I had built this family’s survival on paperwork long before I’d ever built it on wolves.

Alphas liked to believe strength was the thing that kept a pack standing. I’d buried a husband and raised a grandson who couldn’t walk without an audience believing it, and I’d learned decades ago that strength only mattered if someone with a clear head was managing everything underneath it — the alliances, the ledgers, the quiet arrangements that never made it into any official record. That
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  • FAT, BARREN, AND REJECTED   CHAPTER 201

    ELLA'S POVWe spent the following days working through Alaric's journal with painstaking, methodical attention, understanding the genuine importance of fully comprehending exactly what historical grievance had apparently driven this hidden, patient architect toward decades of calculated manipulation against our entire family."His earliest entries focus almost entirely on his relationship with your grandfather," I said, working through the journal's careful, chronological documentation alongside Jason, both of us reading by lamplight in his study late one evening. "Listen to this, from when he was apparently only nineteen years old."I read aloud, my voice carrying the weight of Alaric's own decades-old, carefully preserved bitterness: "Father has named Edmund the heir apparent, despite everything our family's own records clearly establish regarding the original succession agreement. I am the younger son by mere minutes, a twin separated by nothing except the arbitrary cruelty of birt

  • FAT, BARREN, AND REJECTED   CHAPTER 200

    JASON'S POVWe spent the following days processing everything Vera had revealed, understanding the genuine, exhausting necessity of properly addressing this fresh, unsettling mystery even amid our continued recovery from Cross's devastating, final assault against our household."I want to go through every historical record this family possesses," I told Ella during one of our continued strategy sessions, both of us working alongside our legal team and historical archivist despite our accumulated, considerable exhaustion. "If this backer's grievance genuinely traces back to my grandmother's generation or earlier, there has to be some documented trace, however carefully it's been concealed throughout the years.""I agree," Ella said, her own focused determination matching mine despite everything we'd both already survived throughout this exhausting campaign. "Whatever remains hidden within this family's complicated history, I don't believe we can genuinely consider ourselves safe until

  • FAT, BARREN, AND REJECTED   CHAPTER 199

    ELLA'S POVI couldn't sleep that night, despite everything our bodies and minds genuinely needed after the devastating, exhausting confrontation we'd somehow survived. I lay beside Jason in the quiet darkness of our quarters, our four precious children finally settled safely into peaceful rest elsewhere throughout our secured property, and found my own mind continuously circling back toward Cross's unsettling, devastating confession."You're still awake," Jason observed quietly, his own voice carrying evidence of similar, continued wakefulness despite our shared, considerable exhaustion."I can't stop thinking about what he said," I admitted, turning to face him in the quiet darkness. "Someone else, Jason. Someone who's apparently been funding and directing this entire campaign alongside Cross's own personal obsession, and we have absolutely no idea who that actually is.""I've been thinking about it too," Jason said, his voice carrying grim, focused concern. "Everything that's happen

  • FAT, BARREN, AND REJECTED   CHAPTER 198

    JASON'S POVThe aftermath of that devastating, violent confrontation settled gradually over our besieged household throughout the following hours, security personnel working urgently to secure the remainder of our property while medical teams attended to our wounded, and I found myself, amid all that continued, exhausting activity, unable to fully release the profound, reshaping realization that single, decisive moment had left me carrying.Ella had subdued Cross herself. Not simply assisted, not merely contributed some supporting role while Kian and I handled the genuine, dangerous work of actually neutralizing his threat. She had moved with fierce, calculated precision, executing a technique she'd apparently retained from a single, brief demonstration weeks earlier, and had accomplished what my own exhausted strength and Kian's considerable training had both, in that crucial moment, failed to fully achieve.I thought back across our entire relationship, understanding with painful, h

  • FAT, BARREN, AND REJECTED   CHAPTER 197

    ELLA'S POVI thought, for one brief, overwhelming moment, that it was genuinely finished. I watched Jason and Kian secure Cross against the shelter's reinforced floor, watched his violent struggle finally give way beneath their combined, determined strength, and felt relief crash through me with such overwhelming force that my knees nearly buckled entirely.I was wrong to believe the danger had genuinely, completely passed.Cross's injury, I understood only in retrospect, had never actually been as debilitating as his earlier staggering reaction had suggested. He'd been conserving whatever remaining strength his desperate, cornered circumstances still allowed, waiting for precisely this moment when his captors' own exhaustion and relief might create exactly the kind of fractional, crucial opening his entire, patient career had taught him to recognize and ruthlessly exploit.He moved with sudden, devastating violence, twisting free of Kian's grip with a strength that seemed to defy his

  • FAT, BARREN, AND REJECTED   CHAPTER 196

    JASON'S POVI watched Ella's shot find its mark, Cross staggering backward with a sharp, pained cry as the bullet struck him somewhere near his shoulder, his weapon's aim faltering from whatever precise trajectory he'd originally maintained throughout this devastating, violent confrontation.For one brief, desperate moment, I believed we might have actually turned the tide of this catastrophic encounter, understanding the genuine opportunity his sudden injury potentially offered.I was wrong to believe the danger had genuinely passed.Cross recovered with devastating, unexpected speed, his own training and desperate, cornered circumstances apparently overriding whatever pain his fresh injury should have inflicted, and I watched with cold, absolute horror as his weapon swung sharply, not back toward Ella, but toward the exact corner where I understood, with sickening clarity, our precious children remained hidden behind their inadequate, improvised cover."No!" The word tore from my th

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