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Chapter 53: The House on the Hill
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2026-05-30 07:25:59
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Noah took the stairs two at a time, his breath rattling in his throat, the rubber soles of his trainers squeaking sharply against the cold floor. He knew exactly where he was going. He needed Cassian, which meant walking back into the room Cassian shared with Lucien. The corridor here was different from the Eastern Barracks. The carpet was thick, swallowing the sound of his frantic pace, and the air smelled faintly of expensive woodsmoke and cologne. When Noah reached the door, his hand went to the brass knob, but he froze."...I'm just saying, the blue knit suits you better," she was saying, her tone low and easy, l "The black one makes you look like you're attending a funeral.""It's a classic look," Cassian’s voice replied. It had that familiar, smooth, lazy cadence that usually made Noah’s chest ache in the dark, but right now, it sounded entirely too distant. "Besides, funerals require an effort I'm simply not willing to make on a Monday evening."Noah didn't knock. He didn't
Loving Him For 30 Days Chapter 58: Saint Aurelius
The Council’s private archive room smelled likeb old floor wax. The room sat at the very top of the Western Wing, far away from the noisy common areas where the rest of the student body lived.Eli stood by the tall, narrow window, his hands tucked deep into the sleeves of Lucien’s blue cashmere sweater he still wore even if they left Wyoming hours ago.The cuffs were still rolled back, but the fabric was warm against his skin, a stark contrast to the draft coming off the stone casing. He turned his head slightly to look at the massive oil painting hanging above the stone fireplace. Five young men from 1898 stood in a rigid row, their wool coats buttoned to their chins, staring down at the room with a cold, absolute certainty.“The Syndicate,” Eli said, his voice flat in the quiet space. “That’s what they called themselves, right?”Lucien didn't look up from the dark oak desk in the corner. He was sitting with his shoulders slightly hunched, his long fingers carefully sorting throug
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Eli stood on the wide stone porch, his hands shoved deep into the pockets of Lucien’s oversized blue sweater. Next to him, Lucien was in a rigid line, his eyes locked on the sleek black SUV as it rolled to a stop.The rear door clicked open. Daniel stepped out first, Eli noticed he was wearing a plain, faded denim jacket and dark jeans. He stood with his shoulders thrown back, seemed similar to the posture Lucien always used when he was defensive, but his eyes darted nervously across the massive facade of the estate.From the passenger side, protective eyes stepped out. This was Daniel's mother, his sole guardian, her posture sharp and alert as she reached back to touch her son's shoulder.Seraphine climbed out of the driver's seat, offering a tight, weary nod to the porch.“He looks like you,” Eli murmured, his voice low enough only for Lucien to hear. “When you’re trying to look terrifying and failing.”“I don’t fail,” Lucien muttered, though his fingers twitched against his thig
Loving Him For 30 Days Chapter 56: Breakfast in Wyoming
The blue cashmere sweater Lucien had pulled from his wardrobe smelled faintly of cedar.It swallowed Eli completely, the soft hem brushing his mid-thigh and the long sleeves falling well past his knuckles.“You’re swimming in it,” Lucien said, a rare, light chuckle escaping him as he watched Eli roll the cuffs back twice so his hands could actually function.“It’s a design choice,” Eli replied, flashing a grin as he smoothed down the front of the knit. “Besides, it’s warm.”They moved down the long timber hallway together, the silence of the house beginning to change as the morning sun hit the tall glass panels. Lucien didn't put on his usual stiff school wear, he remained in his simple black t-shirt and grey sweatpants, his steps unhurried. They didn’t hold hands as they approached the common areas, but their shoulders brushed with every step.The kitchen was massive, dominated by local stone and a heavy island made of dark oak. It looked like a room that had once been the beating
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The guest room door didn’t make a sound when it opened.Eli was already half-awake, his internal clock tuned to the early morning track routines, when the mattress dipped. A cold hand slipped under the heavy duvet, finding his waist, and Eli didn’t flinch. He knew the feel of that grip.“Lucien,” Eli whispered, his voice thick with sleep.“Get up,” Lucien murmured against his ear. His breath was warm, contrasting with the freezing air of the room. “Come with me.”Eli blinked through the dim light. Lucien wasn’t wearing his sweater or his shoes. He was just in a loose black t-shirt and grey sweatpants, his red hair was messy, falling into his eyes without the usual precise parting and his tattoo peeking theough the sleeve of his shirt. He looked entirely separate from the Saint Aurelius version of himself.Eli didn’t ask any questions, he just pulled himself out of the warmth of the bed, shivering a little when his bare feet hit the cold timber floor, and followed Lucien down the
Loving Him For 30 Days Chapter 54: Wyoming
The ticket was in Eli’s email at six in the morning on Thursday and he stared at it for a long time before he texted Noah who had been spending a lot of time in Cassian’s dorm. ‘He bought me a first class ticket’ Noah’s reply came in thirty seconds. ‘Obviously he did, It’s a five hour flight Noah’ ‘And?’ ‘Help me, Lord’ Eli looked at the ticket again, the seat number, departure time and the meal options listed at the bottom like a restaurant menu, which was not something he had ever encountered on an airline booking confirmation before. He got on the plane. First class was, as it turned out, a fundamentally different experience from the middle seat in economy that Eli had taken on every flight of his life up to this point. He spent the first twenty minutes of the journey trying not to look like someone experiencing it for the first time and failing completely. The seat reclined into something approaching a bed, there was a small lamp. Someone brought him a warm towel befor
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