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Thirty Three

Penulis: Vivian Sage
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-24 22:13:23

Alex

I had always known I was the spare.

Not because anyone said it, but because I had eyes and I had grown up in the same house as Dante and those two things together were sufficient education on the subject. He walked into rooms and people reorganised themselves around him without deciding to, the way iron filings move toward a magnet without consulting each other first. I walked into the same rooms and people smiled at me and went back to what they were doing.

I had accepted it young because
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  • The Alpha's Bodyguard Is a Woman    Forty Two

    Violet's POVI woke up with a start, my eyes darting around the unfamiliar layout of the master bedroom. For a split second, I forgot where I was, but the lingering scent of expensive cologne and the crisp, high-thread-count sheets reminded me soon enough. I was in the safehouse. Specifically Dante’s bed. But when I reached out a hand to the other side of the mattress, it was cold. He was gone.My heart started thumping against my ribs. Yesterday had been such a blur of tension and unanswered questions, and waking up alone made my stomach do uncomfortable flips. Did he leave in the middle of the night? Was he back at that place he wouldn't tell me about? I didn't even stop to fix my hair or find my slippers. I just scrambled out of bed and rushed toward the door, my mind racing with a dozen different scenarios. I needed to call him. I needed to know he hadn't just vanished back to the pack and left me here. I practically skidded into the hallway, heading for my own room to find m

  • The Alpha's Bodyguard Is a Woman    Forty One

    Violet I sat in the back, my eyes fixed on the passing blur of trees and industrial buildings, but my mind was stuck on the way Dante’s jaw had stayed locked since we left the airport. We pulled up to the warehouse, a gray, decaying tooth of a building sticking out of the concrete. It looked like the kind of place where secrets went to be buried... or people depends on how you look at it. "Stay close," Dante said. It wasn't a request. "I'm not going anywhere," I replied.. As we stepped out of the car, a group of men in dark suits straightened up. They were standing by the large rolling metal doors, looking like they’d been holding their breath for an hour. When they saw Dante, they all bowed their heads slightly. "Boss," one of them said, stepping forward. Dante didn't even look at him. He didn't acknowledge their existence beyond walking past them into the dim, dusty interior of the warehouse. I followed him, my boots clicking against the hard floor. It felt like we were w

  • The Alpha's Bodyguard Is a Woman    Forty

    Violet I was sitting on a stone bench in the far corner of the garden, staring at nothing. The air was getting a bit chilly, but I didn't care. My head was spinning with everything that had gone down in that interrogation room.It all felt like a giant weight pressing down on my chest, and for the first time since I put on this suit, I felt like my safety was a joke. I wasn't protected. I was just on a longer leash, and eventually, that leash was going to snap.I leaned my head back and closed my eyes, trying to figure out a way out of this. If the grandmother kept digging, she’d find out there was no twin sister Violet. She’d find out that Diego was the only one who ever existed on paper, and then what? I’d be dead. Or worse, I’d be at the mercy of a family that probably didn't take kindly to being lied to."You look like you’re trying to solve the world’s problems, and failing miserably," a voice chirped.I jumped, my eyes snapping open. Alex was standing there, leaning against a t

  • The Alpha's Bodyguard Is a Woman    Thirty Nine

    VioletMy heart was doing a drum solo against my ribs. I could feel the sweat starting to prickle at the back of my neck, but I kept my face as stiff as a board. One wrong move, one shaky breath, and the whole house of cards was coming down. I was standing in the middle of the room while Dante’s grandmother sat there looking like she could peel the skin off my bones just by staring too hard.Dante was standing a few feet away, his silhouette dark and imposing. He didn't look panicked. He just looked cold. His jaw was set, and his eyes were like flint, calculating..His grandmother reached for a small, glossy photograph on the table and slid it toward me."Tell me, Diego," she said, her voice dropping to a low, dangerous purr. "Who is this?"I looked down. For a split second, the world actually stopped spinning. It was a picture of me. Not Diego. Me. Violet. It wasn't just a blurry shot from a distance, either. it was a close up, but luckily it was grainy and a bit blurry definitely

  • The Alpha's Bodyguard Is a Woman    Thirty Eight

    VioletThe air outside the pack house was heavy with the smell of coming rain. I stood by the black SUV, my back straight, my hands tucked behind me in the standard rest position. My skin was still buzzing from what had happened on the island. Every time I closed my eyes, I could feel the cool wood of the desk against my thighs and hear Dante’s voice telling me to break for him. It was getting harder to play this part. The "Diego" mask was starting to itch. My chest was tight under the bandages, and the weight of the secret I was carrying felt like a physical burden, like I was lugging a sack of stones everywhere I went.I saw Ron out of the corner of my eye. He was leaning against the porch railing, watching me. He didn't say anything, but he didn't have to. It made me wonder if even he suspected me. Then, the front door clicked open but it wasn't Dante who came out. It was Alex.She walked down the steps with that feline grace she always had, her long hair bouncing over her shou

  • The Alpha's Bodyguard Is a Woman    Thirty Seven

    DanteThe trip back from the island was a blur. I didn't speak to Violet the entire way. I sat in the leather seat with my laptop open, staring at transaction logs and security feeds, but my mind was stuck on what Bret had told me over the phone. A rat. A leak. Someone sitting at my table had sold out the pack, and I was going to find out who it was and peel the skin from their bones.I already knew that I couldn't trust anyone based on what had happened with the shipment... but this was just worse in a way. Beside me, or rather across the aisle, Violet was silent. She had shifted back into her role as Diego so seamlessly it was almost insulting. The girl who had been sobbing and writhing on my desk an hour before was gone, replaced by the stoic, square-shouldered guard who didn't let a single emotion leak onto her face.It was a hell of a trick. Most people can't flip the switch that fast. It made me wonder, not for the first time, exactly what kind of life she’d led before she e

  • The Alpha's Bodyguard Is a Woman    Ten

    Dante“Grandma…” I started with a tired sigh .“What? He made us wait here a minute longer. If your life was in danger, he’d be arriving now. Is that what we pay him for? Slacking around?” Her voice sharpened. “Kill him already."She repeated the order, calm and certain, but no one moved.Not becau

  • The Alpha's Bodyguard Is a Woman    Nine

    DanteFifty men.Fifty families that I would need to face. Fifty apologies I would have to find the right words for, knowing there weren't any. The bombing had been precise and deliberate and it had left nothing to send back to them. There were no remnants of their bodies or anything families could

  • The Alpha's Bodyguard Is a Woman    Thirteen

    Violet“No, not at all,” I said, keeping my voice as flat and professional as possible. My heart was thumping against my ribs, but I refused to let a stupid Northshore princess like Isabella see me sweat.“I thought so too.” She didn't even look at me as she shrugged off her designer jacket and thr

  • The Alpha's Bodyguard Is a Woman    Eight

    Violet The car was quiet now and it make sense given who was in it.The guy who made me get into his car... apparently his name was Ron. Ron had not stopped talking since we pulled out of the gates. He was turned sideways in his seat, arm hooked over the headrest, going on about the bar like he

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