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Chapter 65: The Variable He Couldn't Predict

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I moved toward the hidden staircase.

Azriel stepped into my path.

"No."

The single word stopped me more effectively than his body did.

I looked up at him. "Was that an order?"

"The Council clears the passage first."

"You possess no enforcement authority inside this property."

"Which is why I'm not entering before them either." His olive eyes moved toward the darkness beneath the stairs. "You may argue after they determine whether your uncle placed something more dangerous than dust beneath his
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  • My Sister Wore My Luna Ring, So I Married His Rival Alpha   Chapter 65: The Variable He Couldn't Predict

    I moved toward the hidden staircase.Azriel stepped into my path."No."The single word stopped me more effectively than his body did.I looked up at him. "Was that an order?""The Council clears the passage first.""You possess no enforcement authority inside this property.""Which is why I'm not entering before them either." His olive eyes moved toward the darkness beneath the stairs. "You may argue after they determine whether your uncle placed something more dangerous than dust beneath his library."The Council commander approached before I could answer. "Mr. Castellane is correct."Azriel's lips curved faintly.I pointed toward the opening. "Go before his expression becomes unbearable."Two neutral officers descended first. One carried a portable scanner while the other tested every step before placing his full weight on it. The stone staircase turned sharply beneath the foundation, preventing us from seeing farther than the first landing."No immediate threats," the first office

  • My Sister Wore My Luna Ring, So I Married His Rival Alpha   Chapter 64: The Clearest Road

    The light remained behind Northwood's upper curtain for seven minutes.No shadow crossed the window. No second vehicle appeared through the trees. Whoever had opened the gates for Charles Savoy made no attempt to conceal that the house was occupied.They wanted us to know."The complete surveillance record has reached the Council," Isadora said.Her fingers moved across the tablet, attaching the archive consultation, Savoy's route, and the footage of Northwood's gates opening without an active security service. The evidence did not prove who waited inside. It only established that a supposedly abandoned Fairmont property had received a former attorney immediately after he confirmed the disappearance of a protected amendment.It was enough to ask for a warrant.Not enough to enter without one.Azriel's counsel had already prepared the application. The request contained none of the broad authority his investigators might have preferred. It permitted the Pack Council to identify Northwoo

  • My Sister Wore My Luna Ring, So I Married His Rival Alpha   Chapter 63: The House That Wasn't Empty

    The name TRUST ARCHIVE SEVEN remained on the screen long after everyone inside the study became silent.My uncle had surrendered his authority seventeen years ago.Someone had kept one of his doors open.I read the access record again, searching for some limitation Dorian or Isadora had overlooked. Charles Savoy's dormant credential could not alter a beneficiary, transfer an asset, or destroy a protected document. It allowed him to do only one thing.Remove an original file from Silverpine's archive for seventy-two hours.In the wrong hands, three days were enough to replace a page, destroy a signature, or allow someone to study a record Silverpine had forgotten existed."When did Savoy submit the request?" I asked."Sixteen minutes ago," Isadora answered. "He marked it urgent and invoked the former-administration clause attached to the trust.""Can the archive director refuse it?""Not without executive intervention. The credential is valid."Valid.The word had become more dangerous

  • My Sister Wore My Luna Ring, So I Married His Rival Alpha   Chapter 62.2: What He Kept

    Azriel began humming seven minutes after we left the patrol lodge.At first, I assumed the sound came from the engine. Then, the melody changed beneath his breath while he guided the vehicle along Nightfall's northern road.I turned slowly toward him.Azriel Castellane did not hum. He issued orders, threatened attorneys, and dismantled hostile Alphas with the same measured tone other people used to discuss the weather. Until that afternoon, I had not known he possessed enough uncomplicated happiness to produce music."Stop that.""Stop what?""You know what."

  • My Sister Wore My Luna Ring, So I Married His Rival Alpha   Chapter 62.1: What He Kept

    Azriel did not return my underwear.He cleaned me first.Our security vehicle remained parked behind the abandoned patrol lodge while he opened the emergency kit stored beneath the front seat. He found two sealed cloths inside it and used the first to clean his hands before turning his attention toward me.He opened the second and drew it gently along my inner thighs. The same fingers that had controlled every movement of my body only minutes ago removed the visible evidence of what we had done with a patience that bore no resemblance to the Alpha who had bound my wrists with his tie and punished every attempt I made to provoke him.I watched him from the corner of the back seat, too satisfied to pretend I objected to his care.My legs still trembled whenever I attempted to close them. The skin he had disciplined carried a deep, heated ache, and the narrow impressions surrounding my wrists preserved the memory of silk tightening each time I pulled against it.None of it inspired regre

  • My Sister Wore My Luna Ring, So I Married His Rival Alpha   Chapter 61.3: A Punishment for a Naughty Wife

    I wanted to dig my nails into his back, to feel him flinch, to leave scratches that would heal, only for me to make them again. The urge was a primal thing, a need to claim him as he was claiming me."Azriel," I gasped, my body arching, a silent plea for him to understand, to give me what I wanted.He must have sensed my desperation, because he suddenly untied the silk, the rough knot loosening with a single, decisive pull.My hands were free, but before I could move, he caught them, pinning them behind my back with one hand, his grip an unbreakable shackle."You want to mark me, wifey?" he growled, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. "You want to leave your claim on me?" He thrust into me again, hard and deep, a punishing rhythm that made me cry out. "Then, do it. Mark me. Show me who I belong to."I didn't hesitate. My fingers dug into the hard muscle of his back, my nails sharp, a desperate need to leave a physical reminder of this possession overwhelming me. I felt the skin break,

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