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59. Old Album

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Mason strode toward the main villa’s exit, adrenaline coursing through his veins like wildfire. Every second felt heavier than the last. Aria’s life is hanging in the balance, and time is slipping through his fingers like smoke.

Just as he reached the foyer, two familiar figures stepped into his path: his grandmother and Nina.

He had already mindlinked with his grandmother, explaining everything; the danger, the witch, the poison that's possibly cloaked in fertility pills. She understood the gravity without a single spoken word.

But Nina, sweet and innocent Nina, had no idea the storm that was unfolding around her.

“Daddy! Are you going out?” she asked, bouncing toward him with bright, clueless eyes.

Mason forced a smile and scooped her into his arms, holding her close. Even in this chaos, she grounded him. “Yes, sweetheart. Aunt Aria is still feeling sick, so Daddy has to go to the city to get a special medicine for her.”

“She’s still not better?” Nina asked, her brows furrowed in co
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    Mason’s POV2:03 a.m.The Federation Headquarters never truly slept, but at that hour, it held its breath.The moment my car rolled through the main driveway, the atmosphere in the entire building shifted. Guards straightened like steel rods. Staff who had been whispering in corners fell silent mid-sentence. Screens flickered as heads snapped up, eyes widening, hearts hammering.They had heard.Of course, they had.The Chairman’s brother has been detained.In their minds, that sentence already carried a body count.

  • Saving My Rejected Mate   199. No Longer Heavy

    Mason’s POVIt was almost midnight when they transferred my father to his VIP suite.The hallway lights were dimmer now, the hospital quieter, no frantic footsteps, no shouted orders, just the soft murmur of nurses changing shifts. My IV had just finished dripping its last drop into my veins.Dr. Murphy removed the line himself, giving me a look that said, ‘Don’t push your limits again tonight,’ but he didn’t say it out loud. He didn’t need to; it was written all over his face.I already felt hollowed out.Not weak, never that, but stripped bare. As if every wall I had built over the years had finally collapsed, lea

  • Saving My Rejected Mate   198. Without A Cause (5)

    Aria’s POVMason was finally settled into the suite beside his father’s room.Even then, the word settled felt like a lie. Nothing about tonight was settled; everything was raw, bleeding, hanging by threads held together by sheer will. I watched him sit on the edge of the bed, his shoulders tense, jaw clenched as if the weight of the entire Federation was pressing down on his spine.He looked exhausted.Not just physically, though the IV line taped to his arm told that story clearly, but in the way a man looks when he has stared too long into betrayal and still refuses to look away.Shaman Orun stepped forward, his presence immediately commandin

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    Mason’s POVThe room was still trembling from what I had done to Quinn.Not the walls but the people and the air itself. It carried the residue of magic, of fear, of truth dragged violently into the light. My claws were still out, stained with Quinn’s blood, my wolf pacing beneath my skin like a caged beast that had tasted blood and wanted more.And then I looked at Daxton.Pinned to the floor by Samantha’s unyielding strength, his chest heaved violently, eyes wide, not with anger now, not even defiance, but with terror. Raw, naked terror.That was when I knew.Guilt does not smel

  • Saving My Rejected Mate   196. Without A Cause (3)

    Mason’s POVThe room felt smaller once the circle was complete.Not physically, nothing had changed about the size of the VIP suite, but the air itself had thickened, as if the walls were inching closer, listening, waiting; it was suffocating. Even the noises outside of the suite beyond the glass wall seemed to fade, swallowed by something older, heavier.Shaman Orun stood at the center of the ritual circle, his staff planted firmly against the floor. The symbols beneath his feet glowed faintly, pulsing like a slow, steady heartbeat. Aurora and Cecil stepped back, giving him space. No one spoke. No one breathed too loudly.Orun reached for the small metal cauldron he carried with him everywhere, dented, darken

  • Saving My Rejected Mate   195. Without A Cause (2)

    Mason’s POVThe nurse led us down the quiet corridor of the VIP floor. The lighting was warmer here, dimmed just enough to feel less like a hospital and more like a place where important people waited for miracles.Room 803.I memorized the number as if it mattered, as if knowing it by heart would somehow anchor my father to this world.“This is the suite,” the nurse said gently, sliding her keycard and pushing the door open. “We’ll move your father in shortly. He’s still finishing his IV round.”I nodded. “Thank you.”She hesitated, her gaze fl

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