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QUEEN OF THE RUINS: Born to Power. Crowned in blood Chapter 43
Jace’s Pov.The silence in Oscar’s safehouse was thick with the smell of gunpowder. I stood by the window, my eyes fixed on the city lights, but all I could see was the way Kamara had looked at me in the cafe.I had done what was necessary. By breaking her, I had sent her back to the only place she was safe: under Silas’s watch. With Jace "the Traitor" out of the picture and Silas occupied with guarding the princess, the Mann’s empire had a massive, glaring weak spot. Two of their strongest pillars were neutralized, one by betrayal, one by distraction.And that was exactly what Oscar needed.“You look like you're mourning, little brother. Don't tell me months of playing nursemaid to a billionaire’s daughter actually softened that thick skull of yours."My brother's voice pulled me out of my thoughts. It was true, I had seen the matching DNA test. Oscar stood by a table cluttered with blueprints of the Mann’s stronghold. "He’s your blood. Seventeen years in the dark, and Elijah is fi
QUEEN OF THE RUINS: Born to Power. Crowned in blood Chapter 42
I stared at Jace, my heart splintering. "Bait?" I repeated. "You... you left that cufflink. I thought it was a message. I thought you were telling me where to find you because you were in trouble."Jace finally looked at me, but there was no warmth nor regret in his brown eyes. "It was a message, Kamara. You were just too stupid to see it. You were blinded by things you shouldn't have been."I felt a chill that had nothing to do with the air conditioning. I looked around the cafe. Suddenly, the atmosphere shifted. Within seconds, the "normal" patrons were gone, leaving only us and a few men standing by the doors who were clearly not there for the food. It was a sweep. A signal had been given, and the room was being cleared."You really think your father cares about you?" Jace continued, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade. "The entire bit we played, it was just a means for you to enter my reach. And frankly speaking, I didn't even have to try that hard.""What?" The w
QUEEN OF THE RUINS: Born to Power. Crowned in blood Chapter 41
Kamara’s povThe library was the only place Silas’s men couldn’t hover directly over my shoulder without drawing too much attention. They sat three tables away, looking like hitmen trying to blend into a study group.I stared at my textbook, but the words were blurring. My mind kept looping back to the silver cufflink hidden in my pocket. 1422 Blackwood Road and 4pm scribbled at the bottom. "You look like you're miles away," a voice whispered.I didn't have to look up to know it was Brian. He pulled out the chair across from me, but he didn't have his usual smug grin. He looked uncharacteristically somber."Go away, Brian," I said, my voice flat. "I’m not in the mood for whatever game you're playing today.""No games, Kamara. I just..." He trailed off, looking down at the table. For a second, he looked genuinely vulnerable. "I know things have been... intense. And I know you hate me for what happened with Valerie. I wanted to explain."I finally looked at him. "Explain what? That you
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Kamara’s PovI stood in the entryway, staring at the closed door, half-expecting him to burst back in and tell me it was all a lie. But the hallway remained silent.Ten minutes later, the silence broke.Three sharp knocks echoed through the apartment. I opened the door, and the air in the room seemed to drop ten degrees.The man standing there was older, perhaps in his late late thirties, with a face that looked like it had been carved out of gray granite. A jagged scar ran from his temple down to his jaw, disappearing into the collar of a high-necked black coat. His eyes were flat, colorless, and utterly devoid of the fire I had grown used to seeing in Jace."Kamara," he said. It wasn't a greeting; it was a confirmation of cargo. "I am Silas. Your father has authorized your immediate relocation."He didn't wait for me to invite him in. He stepped past me, his movements stiff and efficient. He carried a small black device that he began running over the walls."Where is he?" I asked,
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Kamara’s PovI woke up with the disorienting feeling of being in the wrong skin.Sunlight poked through the blinds, falling against my face through the curtains. I blinked, expecting to see Jace’s sparse living room and the half-empty glass on the table. Instead, I was staring at my own ceiling. My own duvet was tucked under my chin.I bolted upright, my head spinning. I was in my apartment.Did I dream it?I looked down. I was still wearing the same clothes from yesterday, though they were rumpled and smelled faintly of Jace’s cedar-wood cologne. My body felt heavy, a dull, satisfied ache lingering in my thighs and lower back, the unmistakable physical evidence that I hadn't dreamed the way his hands had moved over me.I checked my phone. It was 7:12 AM. I had slept for nearly ten hours straight. Between the stress of the courtyard fight and the emotional explosion with Jace, my body had simply shut down. Jace must have carried me across the hall in the middle of the night, tucked m
QUEEN OF THE RUINS: Born to Power. Crowned in blood Chapter 38
Kamara The click of the lock was the loudest sound I’d ever heard. It wasn't the sound of a prison cell closing this time; it was the sound of the world being shut out.Jace didn't move for a long beat. He stood with his back to the door, his hand still resting on the deadbolt. The apartment was sweltering, the air thick with the scent of his workout and smell of the alcohol on the table. When he finally turned around, the stoic bodyguard was gone. In his place was a man who looked like he’d been pushed to the very edge of his tether.I stood my ground by the sofa, my heart hammering so hard against my ribs it felt like it would bruise. "Jace," I breathed, his name a plea and a challenge all at once.He crossed the distance between us in two blurred strides. He didn't hesitate this time. His hands found my waist, his fingers digging into my skin through the fabric of my clothes, and he hoisted me up until I was eye-level with him. My legs instinctively wrapped around his hips, and I
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