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Meant To Be Daddy’s: Claimed By My Fiance’s Father Sixty three: nothing
DAMIENThe woods gave me nothing.We covered the south ridge in under twenty minutes, eight men spread across the search pattern, torches cutting through the dark between the trees. I moved ahead of all of them in my wolf form, covering ground faster, using the scent trail that Seraphina had described.It was there, faint but real. Three distinct signatures, none of them belonging to any wolf I recognized from any territory I’d dealt with in twenty years of running this pack.And then it stopped as if walking off the edge of a map.Scentblockers. The same as the witness who had disappeared from the shelter house on Seraphina’s wedding day.I shifted back and stood at the point where the trail ended, the trees around me dark and indifferent, and looked at the ground. Compressed earth. Multiple sets of prints, shifted back to human form here. A vehicle further out, past the tree line where the neutral road ran along the border.They’d had a vehicle waiting.This was planned and time
Meant To Be Daddy’s: Claimed By My Fiance’s Father Sixty two: attack
SERAPHINAWolves.They came out of the dark in three points, exactly where I’d heard the sounds.Large. All three of them already shifted, their forms low and moving with so much control you’d know they were a category of wolves that had done this before. They weren’t feral at all. The first one was grey and massive across the shoulders, easily the biggest wolf I’d ever seen outside of Damien’s white form. The second was darker, almost black, with a scar running the length of its left flank that caught the moonlight. The third hung back slightly, reading us, its pale eyes moving between Marcus and me with an intelligence that made my skin pull tight.“Shift,” I said to Marcus.He was already going.I let mine come, the familiar crack and remake of bone, the world expanding as my grey wolf pushed through. The pain was brief and absolute and then I was low to the ground with the night sharpened around me and three unknown wolves between us and the path home.The grey on came fast an
Meant To Be Daddy’s: Claimed By My Fiance’s Father Sixty one: Patrol
SERAPHINAI didn’t see Damien before I left.I looked for him, though not in any way I’d admit to, but I came downstairs earlier than necessary and took the long route through the ground floor and found Agnes in the kitchen and nobody else.Agnes said he’d already gone out.I ate my breakfast standing up and left.Shane was coming through the academy gate at the same time I was.He saw me and raised a hand in greeting, then started toward me. I pointed at him.“Five feet,” I said.He stopped, his gaze dropped to my finger then back to my face. “I’m sorry?”“Five feet minimum. Stay there.”He looked behind him like there might be someone else I was talking to. He scoffed. “That’s ridiculous.”“It’s a reasonable boundary.”“It’s a measurement.” He crossed it immediately, falling into step beside me. “Good morning.”“Shane.”“You look tired.”“I am tired. I’m also serious about the five feet.”“You’re not serious about the five feet.” He held the door open and I went through it because r
Meant To Be Daddy’s: Claimed By My Fiance’s Father Sixty: Gone
CHAPTER FIFTY-SIXDAMIENThe package arrived at half past eight.Callum brought it in without ceremony, setting it on the desk efficiently and without comment. Standard brown wrapping, my name on the front in printed letters, no return address.“Courier dropped it at the gate,” he said. “Said it was for the Alpha. No signature required.”“Who sent it?”“Service didn’t have a name on file. They paid in cash apparently.” He paused at the door. “You want me to stay?”“No. Thank you.”He left.I looked at the package for a moment. It looked normal. Nothing was out of the blue so I opened it.The smell reached me before the contents registered visually. Dark and organic and wrong. I pulled the wrapping back fully and sat very still.A heart. Animal, not human, but large enough to make the statement it was intended to make. It was set in the centre of the packaging, looking like something arranged deliberately., blackened at the edges. Decomposing.I gritted my teeth. Beneath it was a fol
Meant To Be Daddy’s: Claimed By My Fiance’s Father Fifty nine: Too much
SERAPHINA Marcus leaned against the doorframe as though he had decided confidence was the best strategy and had committed to it entirely.“Let’s follow orders,” he said again, like it was funny.I wanted to be ordered to bash his head in. “Great,” I said. “Still don’t want anything to do with you.”His expression flickered. Just slightly. “Sera—”“Don’t.” I stood up, setting the book on the cushion. “Whatever speech you’ve prepared, save it. The only reason you’re standing in this room looking sorry is that Vivienne made a fool of you. If she hadn’t, you’d still be exactly who you were on our wedding day and we both know it.”Marcus opened his mouth.Damien cut in. “Marcus. Give us a minute.”Something passed between them. Marcus looked at his father, then at me, then nodded once and disappeared back into the corridor.I turned to the window.“Seraphina.”“I know what you’re going to say.”“Then it should be a short conversation.” He came further into the room. “My study. Come.”I li
Meant To Be Daddy’s: Claimed By My Fiance’s Father Fifty eight: An Order
AN ORDERDAMIENThe question took a damn seat right next to me. Fucking heavy like my balled fist and the urge to smash it against Alan’s cranium. Alan was still leaning forward, watching my face intensely, patient like a man who had learned that silence after a well-placed question told him more than any answer could.I stared directly at him, filtering out the curses from my response. “Don’t,” I said.“I’m simply asking—”“I know what you’re asking.” I stood up. The movement was controlled but only just. “And I’m telling you to stop.”Alan tilted his head slightly. “It’s a reasonable question. The girl has been living under your roof for four years. If she knew what Gregory was involved in, what he knew, what he left behind—”“Shut up.” The words came out quiet and absolute. “Whatever you think you know about Gregory or about Seraphina, you keep it in your mouth. Are we clear?”Alan blinked. Something in my face had finally reached through the performance and touched something real
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