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Chapter 25
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2025-07-03 07:00:53“Hey, wait.”
He called out, but I had already crossed a few tables. It felt like a walk of shame, but I kept my head low and walked on.
“Nadia,” he called out, now following me.
My heart skipped a bit at the way my name rolled off his tongue, it sounded foreign like it didn’t belong to me anymore. I didn’t realize how much of myself was blending into the mask, becoming Vanessa, and the way he called my name sounded like he was reminding me of who I was.
"Nadia," he called out, harsher this time.
"Don't!" I snapped, spinning around to face him. "Don't say it like that."
He stopped a few inches away. "Like what?"
My eyes blurred, and I fought to keep the tears at bay. "Like you care. Like you didn't stand there and let her paw at me, laugh with you, flaunt to everyone present that you could
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He Called Me Weak, Now I Hold His Fate Chapter 132
Nadia's pov Nadia’s breath came sharp and shallow as she peeled his heavy arm off her waist and let it drop to the bed. He was still unconscious, his broad chest rising and falling in shallow breaths, but she knew it wouldn’t last forever. The moment anyone outside realized their leader wasn’t in control, all hell would break loose.She paced the small room, biting down on her lip, mind racing. She couldn’t just slip out not with Elara waiting outside, surrounded by wolves drunk on laughter and power. If she left her, Elara wouldn’t last a heartbeat.Her gaze darted to the door. She forced her shoulders to relax, adjusted the shawl back into place, and smoothed her blouse as though nothing had happened. A plan began to form, risky but the only chance they had.Drawing in a deep breath, she pushed the door open just a crack, poking her head out. The guards turned, grinning like jackals.Nadia softened her voice, sultry and sweet, dripping with allure.“Your boss,” she said, her tone s
He Called Me Weak, Now I Hold His Fate Chapter 131
Nadia's pov The room smelled of wine and musk, the lanterns casting a low amber glow against the walls. He lay sprawled across the bed, his shirt discarded carelessly on the floor, his back broad and scarred from old battles. His men laughed faintly outside the door, but the room itself was still, almost suffocating.“Take off the shawl too,” he said, glancing over his shoulder at me. His tone was smug, commanding, as though he were already certain I belonged to him.My stomach tightened. If I obeyed, he would see clearly the noble face painted across every wanted board and whisper through every tavern. One glimpse, and I would be dragged out like a prize to the slaughter.But I smiled instead. Slow. Dangerous.“Why rush, Alpha?” I purred, my voice soft as velvet. I let the shawl drape lazily over my shoulders, trailing down my arms. “Some things… are better left to the imagination.”I moved closer, letting my fingers trail across the ridges of his back. His body stiffened under my t
He Called Me Weak, Now I Hold His Fate Chapter 130
Varic's pov “Is Nadia back?” My voice came out hoarse, weaker than I intended.The maid lowered her gaze, shaking her head. “No, sir. If she were, I would have informed you immediately.”A heavy sigh escaped me. I tried to push myself up, but my limbs trembled, my strength threatening to give out. She rushed forward, slipping an arm beneath mine to steady me.“Stand back,” I rasped, shaking my head. “I have to do this myself.”Hesitantly, she obeyed, retreating just enough to hover at my side. My body protested every movement, my chest burning with every shallow breath, but I forced myself upright. The world swayed, spots clouding my vision, yet I did not yield. At last, I managed to sit, leaning forward as a cough tore through me, sharp and rattling.“Sorry, sir,” she whispered, quickly offering me a cup of water.I accepted it with shaking hands, sipping slowly until the dryness in my throat eased. I set the cup aside and nodded faintly. “Thank you.” A pause. “I need to have a meet
He Called Me Weak, Now I Hold His Fate Chapter 129
Nadia's pov The laughter roared through the tavern, bouncing off the wooden beams. Some slapped their knees, others banged their mugs on the tables, jeering and egging Garren on.Elara’s face drained of color, her hands curling into fists beneath the table. I could feel the heat of her panic pressing against me like a tide, but I didn’t let mine show. I straightened in my seat, every inch of me still and deliberate.Garren leaned back in his chair, spreading his arms lazily as though this was all a harmless game. His smile was slick, his eyes sharp. “Well? A healer so confident should have no problem tending to me. A simple ache in my back,” he said, his voice slow, taunting. “Surely that’s not beyond your skill, is it?”His men howled with laughter again, one of them shouting, “Careful, Chief, she might break you!” Another chimed in, “Or you’ll break her first!”Elara looked at me, her lips parting like she wanted to stop me, to drag me out of there before this spiral grew sharper t
He Called Me Weak, Now I Hold His Fate Chapter 128
Nadia pov The clatter of plates had hardly faded when Garren snapped his fingers. One of his men hurried over, and with a smug grin, Garren ordered, “Bring my finest wine. The oldest in the cellars. Tonight, I will drink with my… guests.”The word “guests” rolled off his tongue. His men cheered at the indulgence, then went back to their seats, leaving the three of us in the suffocating tension of our corner.Garren leaned forward, elbows on the table, his sharp gaze studying me as though he could peel away my skin and read what lay beneath. “Tell me,” he murmured, “where do two women like you come from, wandering into my city? You don’t look like traders. Or travelers.”Elara’s hand brushed mine under the table, a silent warning not to falter. I forced a calm smile, tilting my head ever so slightly. “We’re healers,” I said evenly. “From the northern borders. We move from settlement to settlement, selling herbs and salves. That’s all.”He narrowed his eyes, unconvinced. “Healers? Hm.”
He Called Me Weak, Now I Hold His Fate Chapter 127
Nadia's pov Garren snapped his fingers, and the waiter hurried back to the table like a trained dog.“Bring food. The best you’ve got for the two ladies,” he ordered, his gaze never leaving me.I lifted my hand, shaking my head. “That’s not necessary. We don’t need ”His smile hardened, the edges curling with warning. “No one rejects things from me.” His voice, though quiet, carried the weight of command. The bar had gone quieter now, ears straining, eyes glancing. Everyone knew who he was and what it meant to cross him.I lowered my hand slowly, narrowing my eyes, but said nothing.Satisfied, he turned to his men. “Go sit. Give us space.”They grumbled but obeyed, scraping chairs and shifting to the next table over, still watching us like vultures. Their laughter had died, but their stares burned holes in our backs, waiting for the show to unfold.Now only three of us remained at the table. Elara stiffened beside me, her hand brushing against mine under the table as if to remind me
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