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CHAPTER 211: THE GREAT EAST

Author: Remi Winters
last update publish date: 2026-04-29 23:53:48

EMBER’S POV

“But… It’s been ten years.” I swallow. “Have they… Did they ever come looking?”

“Not yet. Which means either they don’t know she’s dead, or they know and they’re biding their time. That’s one of the reasons the cover-up had to be absolute. If the eastern packs discovered that the Lycan King killed one of their own, even in a feral episode, even without intent, I fear what might befall us.”

“The eastern packs,” I repeat slowly. “You keep saying that like I should know what it means.
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    EMBER’S POV“THEY WERE QUIET.” The scream tears out of him, the gold in his eyes BLAZES, the claws punch through on both hands, and the chair creaks under the force of his body going rigid. “They were so quiet, and I still found them and the boy LOOKED at me, Ember, he looked at me right before I—”He can’t finish. The sound that replaces words is something I hope I never hear again as long as I live. The sound of a man’s soul hitting a wall it can’t survive, and the impact echoes through every room he’ll ever walk into for the rest of his life.He stands. I slide off. He crosses the room toward Nathaniel with a speed that isn’t human, his body moving on feral autopilot, claws fully extended, gold eyes burning with sixty-three deaths that just found their architect.“YOU.” The word is barely recognisable through the shift. “You drugged me. You lowered the threshold. You made SURE the gene would overwhelm the bond. And then you pointed me at a room full of people, and you WATCHED.”“I

  • TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 213: THE COMPOUND

    EMBER’S POVKnox makes a sound. A low and guttural sound coming from somewhere deeper than his chest, somewhere that lives in the spine and the blood and the ancient lineage of what he is. His hand on my hip goes rigid.“But here’s the part I can never undo.” Nathaniel’s voice is breaking now. “Celeste agreed to the test. She agreed because she loved you, and she wanted you cured because she believed your distance could be fixed if the feral gene was gone. She would have done anything I asked if I told her it would fix the gene. If it would make you feel closer to her at heart. But Celeste had her own—” He stops and clears his throat. “She had her own feelings about Kieran. Feelings she’d been navigating for months. Feelings I KNEW about and used as leverage because a scenario with genuine chemistry would be more convincing than a purely staged one.”All breaths are held.“To the best of my knowledge,” Nathaniel continues, barely above a whisper, “the test was supposed to be containe

  • TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 212: CELESTE TEST

    EMBER’S POVNathaniel nods. “Logan was hunting for ammunition during the trial, and maybe far before they made it known. He kept circling the night Celeste died, perhaps in a bid to use her case against Knox. But I believe he stumbled on something else. Something larger that no effort of my cover-up could completely erase. I’d documented a rogue attack in papers in case questions were ever asked, but there isn’t enough that can be done when you are hiding the gruesome death of over 60 people. He had sources who could easily confirm it. He was getting close.” Nathaniel draws a line on the board: FLASH DRIVE with an arrow pointing to LOGAN. “I calculated that if I gave him something scandalous enough to feel like a victory, something that would damage the trial, but not be disastrous enough to destroy Knox’s reign, Logan would stop digging. The recording of Knox and Ember’s original arrangement was embarrassing, damaging to the trial, but survivable. The flash drive is not survivable.”

  • TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 211: THE GREAT EAST

    EMBER’S POV“But… It’s been ten years.” I swallow. “Have they… Did they ever come looking?”“Not yet. Which means either they don’t know she’s dead, or they know and they’re biding their time. That’s one of the reasons the cover-up had to be absolute. If the eastern packs discovered that the Lycan King killed one of their own, even in a feral episode, even without intent, I fear what might befall us.”“The eastern packs,” I repeat slowly. “You keep saying that like I should know what it means. I don’t. What are we actually talking about here?”Knox answers before Nathaniel can. His voice is low, flat, and drained of everything except the severity of the information itself.“The Great East. The oldest wolf bloodlines in existence. They ruled before councils existed, before territories were drawn, before any of the structures we operate under were even conceived. They don’t follow North American pack law because they predate it by centuries. They have their own governance, their own mil

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    EMBER’S POVNathaniel writes on the whiteboard. Two words at the top, in capital letters: CELESTE’S NIGHT.“It was Christmas Eve.” His voice is mostly firm, but there’s a shakiness running through it that I can hear from across the room. “You and Celeste hosted a gathering at the Greenvale estate every year. It was an open house. Pack members, allies, friends, family, business associates. Everyone was invited. Celeste loved Christmas more than anyone I’ve ever met. She decorated the whole estate herself; every bannister and window was strung with lights through the garden until the place looked like it was breathing gold. She’d invite everyone she’d ever smiled at.”“I remember that,” Knox says quietly. “I remember the decorations.”“That year, the guest list was around ninety. It was a sit-down dinner, full of exotic cocktails and music in the ballroom. Children chasing each other through the hallways while their parents drank mulled wine and pretended the world was kind. Staff workin

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