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What Marcus left behind

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There's a name in the file, Lena said. Third page. I want you to look at it before Cael does.

It was seven in the morning. I had slept five hours, which was two more than I'd expected. Lena was at the kitchen table with a coffee and a laptop and the expression of someone who had been up since four.

I sat across from her and she turned the laptop toward me.

Marcus's transferred files were organized into folders, communications, financial records, meeting logs, a separate folder marked External C
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  • HIS SURROGATE, HER ALPHA KING    Piper

    "She can't stay at her building," I said. And the daughter needs to be pulled from school before the end of first period.Cael was back in the kitchen. He had come in the moment he heard my voice change, which I was starting to understand was something he did, tracked the temperature of a room from a distance and arrived before being called.Where's the school? he asked.I relayed the question to Piper, still on the line. She gave me the name, a primary school twelve minutes from her apartment. Cael was already texting before I finished saying it.I have someone six minutes from the school, he said. Female. She'll identify herself to the office as a family emergency contact. What's the daughter's name?"Piper," I said into the phone. Your daughter's name."Clara," she said. Her voice had steadied slightly, the way people do when they are given something practical to hold onto. She's eight.I told Cael. He relayed it. Then he looked at me. What about Cross herself?"Piper," I said into

  • HIS SURROGATE, HER ALPHA KING    What Marcus left behind

    There's a name in the file, Lena said. Third page. I want you to look at it before Cael does.It was seven in the morning. I had slept five hours, which was two more than I'd expected. Lena was at the kitchen table with a coffee and a laptop and the expression of someone who had been up since four.I sat across from her and she turned the laptop toward me.Marcus's transferred files were organized into folders, communications, financial records, meeting logs, a separate folder marked External Contacts that Lena had flagged in red. She had the External Contacts folder open and a single document on screen, a list of names with dates and brief descriptors beside each one.Third entry down.I read it twice.The name was Dr. Nadia Farrell. The descriptor read: Pack-adjacent medical contact, Portland General Hospital, Obstetrics and Prenatal Care.Portland General was my hospital.Obstetrics and Prenatal Care was two floors above my ward.She's been in the system for eleven months, Lena sai

  • HIS SURROGATE, HER ALPHA KING    The thread

    Let go of it, Vera said. Immediately. Don't pull.I already had.The moment I felt the thread I had released it, the way you pull your hand back from something unexpectedly hot. Not because it hurt. Because it was so much larger than I had been prepared for, holding it felt like trying to catch a river with both hands.I opened my eyes fully.Cael was leaning forward in his chair. Not toward me exactly, more like his whole body had oriented in my direction without him deciding to do it. The silver in his eyes was fully visible, no lamp light needed, just there, steady and bright.Did you feel that? I asked him.Yes. His voice was slightly rougher than usual. It felt like something took hold of it.I didn't pull, I said. I just found it."I know." He sat back slowly. "That's what I felt. Being found."Vera was writing something in her folder. She did it with the focused speed of someone who had been waiting for this specific data point for a long time. How would you describe the sensat

  • HIS SURROGATE, HER ALPHA KING    Vera

    You're smaller than I expected.The woman in the library looked up from her book without any particular urgency, like I had knocked instead of just walked in. She was older, maybe seventy, with white hair pinned loosely and reading glasses pushed up on her forehead. Small framed, wrapped in a dark cardigan, seated in the largest chair in the room like she had been the one to put it there.People usually are, she said. Sit down, Ella.I sat in the chair across from her because the way she said it left no reasonable alternative. The library smelled like old paper and the particular dry warmth of a room that stayed heated year-round. Books covered three walls floor to ceiling. Vera's open one was face down on her knee and I could see it was heavily annotated in the margins.You've been waiting for someone like me, I said.I've been waiting for you specifically. She folded her glasses into her cardigan pocket. Your mother came to me once, when you were seven. She wanted to know what you w

  • HIS SURROGATE, HER ALPHA KING    What Marcus knew

    "Talk," Cael said.He had crossed the room in four steps and taken the phone from my hand without asking, put it on speaker, and set it on the coffee table between us. His voice was the quietest I had heard it. That particular quiet that meant the temperature had dropped several degrees on the inside.Marcus was silent for two seconds. The kind of silence that came from someone deciding how much to spend.I've been passing information to Aldric's people for eight months, he said. Not six. Eight. It started before the Alpha King campaign formally opened. He approached me through a third party, a man I knew from law school who I didn't realize was connected to the Eastern Coalition until it was too late to extract cleanly.What did you give him? Cael said.Schedules. Security rotations. Legal strategy on two of the land acquisition cases. Internal pack communications that weren't classified but would have been embarrassing publicly. A pause. And three days ago, when the clinic notificat

  • HIS SURROGATE, HER ALPHA KING    The weapon

    "Unmake a bond," I repeated. "What does that actually mean?"Edmund kept his hands folded on the table and his voice even, the way you speak to someone you're not sure can hold the weight of what you're about to give them. I recognized the approach. I had used it myself more times than I could count at patients' bedsides.I let him know with my expression that I could hold it.He adjusted slightly. A pack bond is not just loyalty. It is a biological and spiritual connection, Alpha to wolf, wolf to pack, that creates hierarchy, shared strength, coordinated instinct. It is what makes a pack function as a unit rather than a collection of individuals. He paused. Your bloodline carries the ability to sever that connection. Not weaken it. Sever it completely and permanently."Like cutting a wire," I said.Like pulling a root. The whole structure above it loses its foundation.I looked at Cael. He was standing at the edge of the table with his arms crossed and his expression neutral, but his

  • HIS SURROGATE, HER ALPHA KING    Simultaneous

    How bad? Cael said into his phone.I was already texting Rosie. Stay in the break room. Do not move for any reason. Lena is coming.Cael's voice stayed flat but his free hand closed into a fist at his side. Which team member? How long ago. A pause. "Lock down the east wing and don't touch anything

  • HIS SURROGATE, HER ALPHA KING    Rosie

    "Which ward?" I asked.Lena checked her phone. "Pediatric overflow. Your usual floor. The person asked for you by full name and said they were your cousin."I don't have a cousin.I know.I was already moving down the hallway toward the front of the house. Cael fell into step beside me without bein

  • HIS SURROGATE, HER ALPHA KING    What the letter said

    Read me the rest of it, Cael said.Not a demand. The way you'd say it to someone standing at the edge of something high, steady and quiet, come back from there.I looked down at the page.My mother's handwriting covered both sides in her tight, careful script, the kind she used when she was writing

  • HIS SURROGATE, HER ALPHA KING    Not Aldric's people

    "Who were they?" I asked.Cael was already pulling into traffic, one hand on the wheel, the other holding the phone back to his ear. "Lena. Status."I couldn't hear her side but I watched his face and read it the way I'd learned to read monitors in the ICU, not the numbers themselves but the direct

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