Se connecterCHAPTER TWENTY-TWOPOV:LUCIENThe story ran at nine in the evening. By nine fifteen I had read it four times. By nine thirty I had identified every source, every leaked document, and every legal mechanism Ethan Hale and Nadia Vonross had used to build it.By nine forty-five my legal team had a counter-strategy in motion that would reduce both of them to rubble before morning. None of that was the hard part. The hard part was that somewhere in this estate, Elara had also read it. And I had not reached her before she did.The story was well-constructed.I gave it that. It had been built by someone who understood that the most effective damage is one that uses the truth as a delivery mechanism for the lie.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONEPOV:ELARACAN YOU TAKE IT OUT?This was just a routine conversation. That's what I told myself I was simply gathering information, it was not the same as making the decision. I had been telling myself comfortable lies since I was eight years old and I was extraordinarily good at it. The Pack doctor's office was on the second floor of the east wing, and I climbed those stairs at seven in the morning before Lucien was awake and before I could talk myself into being a different person. I sat down across from her, folded my hands in my lap.“I need you to help me end this pregnancy.” I said finally deciding to stop lying to myself about what I was doing.She did not flinch.That was the first thing I noticed. I had braced for any surprises but she gave me none.She looked at me from across her desk with the same careful, professional steadiness she had brought to every appointment, and set her pen down folding her hands to mirror mine."How long have you been carryin
CHAPTER TWENTYPOV: ELARA"You need to eat something," Lucien said.I looked at the plate he had set in front of me before I looked at him. He was standing at the kitchen counter with his jacket off and his sleeves rolled up and he looked like he had decided that feeding me was a problem he could actually solve, unlike everything else currently on fire around us."I'm not hungry," I said."I know," he said."Eat anyway."I ate not because he told me to but because the baby was hungry even when I wasn't, and that was the most disorienting thing that had happened to me in a week full of disorienting things.The ribs took four days to stop being the first thing I was aware of every morning.The healing, the Pack doctor said, was faster than standard given the imprint's effect on my physiology another thing my body was doing, accelerating on a timeline that belonged to someone else's biology.I lay in the estate's east wing bed on the first morning back wondering about all the information
CHAPTER NINETEENPOV: LUCIENI had trusted Sable for nine years.I had no reason not to when she came to me after the wreckage of a year beyond Anya and she was steady, capable and loyal in the strong way only someone who had suffered betrayal herself could.I built her into the inner circle because I believed she had earned it.Sitting across from her in the holding room and watching her decide how much of the truth to give me, I understood that I had not been wrong about her loyalty. I had simply not asked the most important question:Who are you loyal to?The holding room was on the ground floor of the west wing, behind the c
CHAPTER EIGHTEENPOV: ELARA"You need to get in the back room," Marcus said. He wasn't looking at me. He was looking at the street through the gap in the curtain with the expression of a man rapidly regretting every life decision that led to this moment."Marcus, ""Elara. Back room. Now.""How many?"He let the curtain fall. "Enough."I had been at the apartment for six hours.Long enough to take a shower that lasted until the hot water ran out and to sit on Marcus's couch with my knees pulled up with the black notebook open on my lap writing nothing in it for forty minutes because the thing I needed to document was still moving and I couldn't find its edges yet. Long enough to eat half a bowl of the soup Marcus made without being asked, this was the kind of language of care he'd been using since we were fifteen and had never once required acknowledgement.I stayed long enough to start to feel like myself again.Then Marcus came in from the front room with the curtain still moving
CHAPTER SEVENTEENPOV: LUCIENI say I am an alpha and yet, a small news about expecting a baby so easily threw me off.I had forty minutes to decide how to be the right person for this moment. But I already failed, it may not have showed on my face but my insides were melting from the anxiety from the thoughts of handling this.I stood in the entrance hall and prepared everything, the right words, the right tone, the right amount of space versus the right amount of certainty to make her feel comfortable about having this conversation.Then she walked through the door and I proceeded to flop terribly.The doctor called at nine forty-three.She had said it was just protocol, part of park procedure and that even though it was the first trimester, the alpha’s notification was required regardless.Her voice was professional, even and entirely without apology for the fact that she was telling me something my wife had not yet chosen to tell me herself.“Thank you” I said before setting down







