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JaceThe air smelled of iron and gun oil.Inside the dimly lit safehouse, the men moved like shadows—packing gear, loading weapons, and checking comms. Jaxon was at the far end of the table, hunched over the blueprints of the prison, fingers tracing the escape route for the tenth time tonight.“Timing is everything,” he muttered, his voice low but sharp. “If the floodlights catch us before we hit the outer fence, we’re dead.”Rick was in the corner, assembling the last of the rifles. The rhythmic click, snap of his hands locking pieces together filled the silence between orders. Outside, I could hear the low hum of the vans waiting in the alley, engines ready, drivers smoking their last cigarettes before the strike.“Guards rotate at 22:15,” Jaxon said, not looking up. “We go in three minutes before. Lights out, front gate jammed, west wall breach. We grab him and we’re ghosts before anyone kn
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THE POSSESSIVE BLOODLINE Chapter 71
Chapter 71The drive up was nothing but the hum of the tires and the occasional cough from the engine whenever Dominic pressed the gas too hard. The city grew smaller in the rearview mirror, its lights blurring into the kind of glow you only appreciate when you’re far enough to forget its noise.When they finally reached the top, the rest house waited — small, wooden, the kind that smelled faintly of pine and rain-soaked beams. It sat on the edge of the mountain, the city sprawled beneath them like a glittering map.Dominic cut the engine, glanced at them once, then stepped out.“I’ll give you two… space,” he said, the pause deliberate. Then he shut the door and disappeared down the aisle, his heavy boots crunching against the gravel until the sound was gone.Inside, the air was still. The kind of still that made you hyper-aware of your own breathing.Jewel stood near the window, her arms crossed loosely, eyes tracing the constellations of city lights below. Jace lingered by the door,
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Chapter 70The night hums with a kind of silence that only comes after too many loud days.Evanescence plays low from the car speakers, the opening notes curling around us like a half-forgotten memory. The windows are rolled halfway down, letting in the soft wind from the highway—warm, restless, carrying the faint scent of rain that hasn’t fallen yet.Jaxon is in the passenger seat, elbow propped against the window, watching the blur of streetlights. Rick sits behind him, phone in his hand but eyes unfocused, tapping idly at the glass like he’s keeping time with the music. Jace hasn’t spoken much, leaning back with his head against the seat, the shadows from passing lights drawing sharp lines across his jaw.Dominic is driving. His voice breaks the hum of tires on asphalt.“Let’s just unwind tonight,” he says, not looking at anyone in particular. His tone is too casual to be entirely casual. “No work talk. No… whatever’s been eating at us. We breathe. We just—breathe.”It sounds like
THE POSSESSIVE BLOODLINE Chapter 69
Chapter 69JaceShe’s quick.Quicker than I thought.By the time I realize she’s walking out, she’s already halfway down the corridor. I push past the ache in my chest and follow, my steps heavy against the marble.“Jewel—”She doesn’t turn. Doesn’t slow.I catch her just before the front doors, my hand closing around her wrist—not hard, just enough to make her stop. She looks over her shoulder, her eyes tight with something between anger and hurt.“I’m sorry,” I say. The words come out rough, but not because I don’t mean them—because I do. Too much. “For earlier. For everything.”Her lips press together, as if she’s holding back more than words.“I didn’t mean to—” I stop myself. Excuses are useless here. She deserves more than that. “I shouldn’t have let it get that far. I just… I lose my grip with you sometimes. And that’s on me.”Something flickers in her gaze—surprise, maybe, or the smallest crack in the wall she’s built.“I know you were only trying to protect me,” she murmurs a
THE POSSESSIVE BLOODLINE Chapter 68
Chapter 68JaceThe door had barely shut behind her, but her words still hung in the air like smoke.I'm not in relationship with you. That one stung. Not because it wasn’t true—but because it was the first time she’d said it out loud.And she was right. I’d been so wrapped up in my own pride, in controlling the chaos, that I didn’t see how far I’d been pushing her. How lonely she might’ve been in this place.Now I had to watch her walk out into Morocco’s streets, carrying more anger than protection.Rick’s earlier words replay in my head. Someone was tailing her at the market.I can’t let that slide.The moment I’m alone, I make my way to the control room downstairs—the one with half the screens looping every corner of the property and the streets beyond. The guard on duty straightens when I walk in.“Pull up footage from the market,” I order. “Two hours back. Focus on Jewel.”The screen flickers, rewinds. There she is, walking between stalls, keeping her head down. Then, in the cor
THE POSSESSIVE BLOODLINE Chapter 67
Chapter 67Ingrid Morocco at night had a strange pulse—alive, but with shadows that seemed to breathe.I kept walking, the streets narrowing into alleys lined with old brick and peeling paint. A stray cat darted past me, vanishing into the dark.It was then I heard it.Footsteps.Not hurried, not slow—just steady, matching mine.I glanced back. A man lingered a few paces behind, his face hidden beneath a hood. My stomach tightened.I quickened my pace. So did he.The hum of the night seemed to fade, replaced by the sound of my own heartbeat. My sandals scraped faster against the stone. The air was thick, my pulse climbing higher with every step.The alley opened up, spilling me into a small market street where only a few stalls remained open. I tried to blend with the thin crowd, but when I dared a glance back—he was still there. Closer.Panic surged. I pushed through two people, weaving between a stack of crates, almost tripping on a loose plank. My breathing turned shallow. My legs
THE POSSESSIVE BLOODLINE Chapter 66
Chapter 66JewelThe house felt too big without the guards pacing around. Too quiet. I drifted down the staircase with no real destination, just… moving, because sitting still felt worse.The marble under my bare feet was cold, the air heavier than usual. I turned into the main hall, and there he was—Jaxon—leaning against the far wall like he’d been waiting for something. Or maybe for me.I kept walking.I didn’t owe him a smile, or a word. Not when my head was still a mess from Jace—his temper, his silence, the way he makes me feel like I’m the only one and the worst one all at once.But Jaxon’s hand caught mine. Warm. Steady.“How are you these days?” he asked softly. “You don’t talk to me anymore.”Something in me cracked at that. Maybe it was the way he sounded—almost hurt. Or maybe I was just tired of being the one who swallowed everything.Before I could think about it, I stepped in and kissed him.No words. No warning.His lips froze against mine for half a heartbeat, and then
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