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CHAPTER 42
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The Alpha's Possession Chapter 43
Adrian's Pov I left the council chamber like I’d been unstitched. I didn’t say anything. I didn’t look at anyone. The hall kept going and going until the weight of the decision had time to set in properly. Losing the title felt like someone had taken a piece of me, it was not just a name on a door. It was permission to open things, to pull threads, to get people to move. Without it everything felt locked behind polite faces and new rules.I went straight to my father’s office because it was the only place that made noise I could stand. The guards did not stop me. They looked at me like you look at someone you have loved and are not sure what you are supposed to do next. The room smelled the same, the only difference was that the air around it no longer hummed with my authority.Maps lay where I had left them, scent notes folded into a corner, paper like a fragile city. Every time I tried to pin the investigation down the bond pinged and pulled, useless and constant. Stefan’s fear thr
The Alpha's Possession CHAPTER 42
Dawson's PovIf stress had a smell, Adrian wore it like cologne but not the "fresh linen" kind, more like "burnt toast and coffee," and honestly, who could blame him. I’d been tracking the tech’s movements like a dog with a bone all morning, but the thing that kept most of my attention wasn’t rogue maintenance logs or deleted camera files. It was Adrian, and how he was fraying at the edges in real time.I walked back into the packhouse hoping for a clear plan and found instead a hurricane of paper. Maps, printouts, sticky notes clinging to everything like evidence had wallpapered the strategy room. Adrian was right in the middle of it, looking like someone who’d lost a very important argument with a spreadsheet. He wasn’t organizing — oh no. He was doing the exact opposite of organization: flipping, grabbing, tearing his eyes from one page to the next before the thought could finish."Adrian," I called. "You seen the perimeter checks? Tyler wants the west lane secured."He flipped a p
The Alpha's Possession Chapter 41
Adrian's POV I returned to the packhouse with my mind still processing the evidence from the northern building.The glove. The scent transfers. The link between Cassandra and the technician. Everything pointed to a coordinated effort, and I needed time to organize my next move.But time wasn't something I had.My phone buzzed. A message from Councilwoman Marsh.Emergency council meeting. Conference room. One hour.I stared at the screen. An emergency meeting now, when every second mattered in finding Stefan, felt like the worst possible timing.But I couldn't ignore the council. Not when they held authority over pack decisions.I drove back to the packhouse and arrived with ten minutes to spare. The conference wing was already occupied. Several council members sat around the long table, their faces serious. The glass walls made the room feel exposed, like everything happening inside was on display for the entire pack.I took my seat at the head of the table. Tried to project confiden
The Alpha's Possession Chapter 40
Adrian's POV I left the mansion with the northern storage building marked on my map.The location was tucked behind an old service road, hidden by overgrown trees and forgotten by most of the pack. Perfect for someone who needed privacy and time to work without being noticed.I drove fast, my hands tight on the steering wheel. The mate bond pulled at me again. Faint. Inconsistent. A thread of fear that drifted through the connection and made my chest ache.Stefan was scared. Or hurt. Maybe both.Every moment spent gathering evidence felt like time he didn't have. But I couldn't rush in blind. Not when we were this close.When I reached the building, Dawson was already there. He stood near the entrance, scanning the exterior with careful eyes.Lauren arrived moments later, carrying a small kit for analyzing scents and chemical residue."Door's been tampered with," Dawson said without looking at me. "Lock's new. Hinges are clean. Someone's been maintaining this place."I walked over an
The Alpha's Possession Chapter 39
Adrian's PovThe briefing had been a carousel of maps and updates, names, times, grid squares we’d already run through until the edges blurred. I came back from it with my shoulders doubled under the weight of decisions and a heart filled with regret. Every hour that passed without Stefan pulled the mate bond taut until it was an ache. It was small things, the way my hands kept twitching toward my phone, the way my voice had gone thin and quick when I barked orders. Distraction was a luxury I couldn’t afford. Our enemies wanted me scattered; my job was to be solid.Then Lauren asked to see me.I should have felt relief. Instead I felt the pre-warned when you know someone’s about to hand you bad news with perfect packaging. She met me in the strategy room with that expression of hers as if she was already three moves ahead and furious that we’d been a step behind. She didn’t waste my time with pleasantries."Adrian," she said, dropping a stack of papers and the clear evidence bag with
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Lauren's PovI started the morning like I’d started every morning this week: with too much coffee and a spreadsheet in front of me. Dawson had been feeding me search updates all night and I’d slept like a person who wakes up and immediately regrets every minute of sleep. I laid everything out on the long table in the strategy room like I was trying to build a map out of mess: reports, timestamped photos, scent notes, camera stills, and the sealed evidence bag with the fabric Dawson found tucked into it.The fabric sat there, I didn’t open the bag, chain of custody is not a suggestion but the tear pattern was obvious enough through the plastic. It matched the missing piece on Cassandra’s jacket down to the fray. That made Cassandra look bad on paper...like real bad.But my gut is a jealous, nitpicky thing, and it doesn’t read paper...my gut read gaps.I pulled the chemical analysis up again, the lab notes were like someone trying too hard to be clinical. The residue on the fabric match
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