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Chapter 26
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2025-12-25 13:35:09
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Moaning For The Enemy: Her Sister's Betrothed Alpha 165
Iris The interior of the black sedan smelled of expensive leather and the cold, ozone scent of the storm I’d left behind on the cliffside, and it was a smell I was starting to associate with betrayal. I didn’t look back at the silhouette of the man standing in the rain. I didn't need to. I could still feel the phantom heat of Darius’s hands on my face, a sensation that felt less like a caress now and more like a brand used to mark a piece of property before an auction. Natural. He’d wanted it to feel natural. Because apparently, in the world of the ultra-wealthy, a heart-shattering confession is just a standard part of a hostile takeover. I leaned my head against the cool glass of the window, watching the dark, jagged trees of the Hamptons blur into a smear of grey. My emerald dress was a wet, ruined weight against my legs—a four-thousand-dollar mockery of the woman who had walked into that gala thinking she was the one holding the cards. Now, I just looked like a very expensive, v
Moaning For The Enemy: Her Sister's Betrothed Alpha 164
IRIS’S POVThe wood groaned beneath us, a deep, structural scream that vibrated through the soles of my ruined heels. Water was already bubbling up through the floorboards of the landing, dark and freezing, carrying the scent of dead salt and rotted foundation. Darius was five steps ahead, his hand out, his face a mask of jagged desperation as he waited for me to bridge the gap.But I wasn't moving.Ethan’s hand was a vice around my upper arm. His fingers, usually so careful and thin, dug into my skin with a strength that felt entirely wrong. He wasn't looking at the escape route or the crumbling turret. He was looking at me, his eyes wide and hollowed out, stripped of every ounce of the brotherly warmth I’d spent my life protecting."Ethan, let go!" I shouted over the roar of the surf crashing against the cliffs outside. "The house is falling apart. We have to move!""You don't get it, Iris," he said. His voice was flat, echoing with a chilling clarity that cut right through the
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IRIS’S POVThe scream died in my throat before it could even form.Darius was a blur of charcoal grey and raw instinct. He didn't think; he lunged. His boots skidded on the rain-slicked floorboards as he threw himself toward the balcony, his hand catching the back of Ethan’s collar just as my brother’s heels cleared the stone ledge. The sound of the fabric straining was a sharp, jagged snap against the roar of the wind.Ethan dangled over the abyss, his face pale and unreadable, while Darius strained, his muscles cording under the silk of his sleeves. The rain lashed at them both, turning the scene into a chaotic mess of shadows and salt spray.I didn't run to the ledge. I couldn't. My feet were rooted to the spot, my gaze locked on the woman in the black veil. She stood perfectly still, her hands folded over the silver key, watching the struggle with an indifference that was more terrifying than the fall itself."Mom?" I whispered again, the word feeling like a piece of glass in my m
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DARIUS’S POVThe darkness wasn't just an absence of light; it was a physical weight, thick with the scent of old dust and the ozone of the storm outside. I didn't need my eyes to find Iris. I could feel her. The heat radiating off her skin, the sharp, jagged rhythm of her breath, and the way her silk dress hissed against the floorboards as she moved closer to me.My hand found the small of her back, my fingers digging into the emerald fabric. I pulled her flush against my side, my body acting as a shield between her and the looming shadow of the woman at the base of the stairs. The proximity was a visceral, grounding force. In the middle of this nightmare, the only thing that felt real was the friction of her hip against mine and the way she didn't even flinch when the first of the men in the masks lunged forward."Stay close," I growled, the words vibration against the crown of her head."I’m practically inside your suit, Darius. Any closer and I’ll be on the payroll," she whispered
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IRIS’S POVThe Summer House didn't need high-tech sensors to feel dangerous. It had the weight of a century of misery pressed into its floorboards. As the front door hung off its hinges, the rain began to lash into the foyer, turning the fine layer of dust into a muddy slurry. The man in the gold mask didn't move like a soldier; he moved like a debt collector who had finally lost his patience.Darius stepped in front of me, his body a solid, warm wall of charcoal wool and muscle. I could feel the heat radiating off him, a fierce, protective energy that was far more grounding than any corporate bond. He didn't reach for a weapon. He didn't need to. He just stood there, his hands loose at his sides, looking at the intruders with a bored, lethal contempt that made my heart hammer a frantic rhythm against my ribs."Sterling really has a flare for the dramatic, doesn't he?" I said, my voice cutting through the sound of the rain with a sharp, biting sarcasm. I tucked the leather ledger unde
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IRIS’S POVThe Summer House didn't just feel old; it felt heavy, as if the very air was saturated with the weight of a century’s worth of unspoken sins. When the massive oak door groaned open, it released a breath of stagnant air that smelled of dried roses, sea salt, and the metallic tang of a history that refused to stay buried.Darius stepped inside first, his hand instinctively reaching back to catch mine. His grip was a grounding force, his skin hot against my freezing fingers, but even his heat couldn't dispel the chill that seemed to radiate from the stone walls. I stepped over the threshold, the train of my emerald dress whispering against the floorboards like a secret.The foyer was a tomb of Victorian excess. Heavy velvet drapes, once crimson but now a bruised, dusty purple, choked the windows. Dust motes danced in the beam of Darius’s flashlight, swirling like tiny ghosts disturbed from their sleep.Nothing had been moved.A half-empty glass of amber liquid sat on a side
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DARIUS’S POVThe City of Lilies wasn't a camp; it was a ghost of a civilization. The white tents were made of a silk so fine it seemed to breathe with the wind, and the lanterns floating in the air weren't fire—they were glowing orbs of the same silver resonance that now hummed in my own blood.I s
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IrisIf my life had a balance sheet, I was currently bankrupt in everything except sheer audacity, and the van was nothing more than a cramped metallic sanctuary hurtling toward a horizon that looked like spilled ink and neon. Outside the world was waking up to the digital ghost of my father’s ledg
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DARIUS’S POVThe taste of her blood was the loudest thing I had ever experienced.It wasn’t just iron and salt. It was a violent, rush of data—the formula, her memories, the scent of the lilies from her childhood, and the sharp, biting chill of the mountain air. It slammed into my human heart like
Moaning For The Enemy: Her Sister's Betrothed Alpha 75
IRIS’S POVThe ascent to the northern peak was a grueling test of iron and nerves. The armored van groaned as it climbed the narrow, crumbling switchbacks, the engine straining against the altitude. Beside me, Darius drove with a clinical, focused intensity. He didn’t have his wolf’s heightened sen
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