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“Dinner With the Enemy”

작가: Felycia Shatt
last update 게시일: 2026-05-06 02:29:14

Mabella's POV

“There he is.”

Fred said it quietly next to me as we rode through the council gates, and honestly, I’d already clocked the Veron claimant before Fred even bothered. He stood smack in the middle of the courtyard with his advisors, deep in some hushed conversation. As we rolled in, he looked up, the way someone does when they know their day has finally arrived.

He was younger than I had pictured. Thirty-five, maybe forty. Built like a man who tries to make himself bigger than he rea
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  • FAT GIRLS can’t be LUNA   “Dinner With the Enemy”

    Mabella's POV“There he is.”Fred said it quietly next to me as we rode through the council gates, and honestly, I’d already clocked the Veron claimant before Fred even bothered. He stood smack in the middle of the courtyard with his advisors, deep in some hushed conversation. As we rolled in, he looked up, the way someone does when they know their day has finally arrived.He was younger than I had pictured. Thirty-five, maybe forty. Built like a man who tries to make himself bigger than he really is—broad shoulders, stance so deliberate it’s almost theatrical. Presence wasn’t natural; it was crafted. Sharpened eyes, careful mouth. When those eyes landed on me, they stayed.I stared right back. Not away, not through him—just met his gaze direct, steady. He was the one who looked off first, not with any drama, just a quick check-in with one of his advisors. I tucked that away for later and kept riding.“He’s rattled,” Alfredo muttered.“He’s calculating,” I replied, not missing a beat.

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  • FAT GIRLS can’t be LUNA   “The Night the Mandate Awoke”

    Mabella's POV“Get Vida,” I told Fred.He was already on his way.Alfredo and I stood in the hall, just looking at each other. Neither of us wanted to say it out loud, but we both knew exactly what was sitting between us.“She went straight to the claimant,” Alfredo said quietly.“Yeah,” I said.“And she didn’t tell us,” he went on.“Yeah,” I repeated.“Why?” he pushed.I picked my words. “Because whatever she told him, she needed it to sound like it was coming from outside the pack. Somebody who wasn’t tangled up in all of this.” I looked him in the eye. “If it sounds like us, it sounds like negotiation. If it’s some private person with specific knowledge, it sounds like a warning.”“What specific knowledge?” Alfredo wouldn’t let it go.I glanced down the corridor where Fred had disappeared.“That’s what I want to ask her,” I said.Vida came down the hall fast, still wearing her healer’s coat, her gray hair coming loose. She saw my face, and I saw her expression shift—that subtle mov

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