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The Alpha’s Regret: My Ex-Mate is a Mafia Legend 15
"Look at the screen, Xender. Your little 'ghost' just went viral, and not in the way a shadow-broker should."Nyx’s voice was a jagged edge over the phone, cutting through the silence of my new living room. I didn't need to ask for a link. My tablet was already pulsing with notifications. The headline was everywhere: Varkane’s Secret Flame: Who is the King’s Nightfall Companion?The photo was high-res, taken from the perfect angle. The Silverfang Hall’s violet lanterns cast a glow over us that looked far too intimate. Lucien was caught mid-smirk, his predatory eyes softened by the dim light, and I was leaning in, my profile sharp against the obsidian backdrop. Even with my hood partially up, the intensity between us was unmistakable."Millions of hits in twenty minutes, Xen," Nyx continued, her tone shifting from alarm to a low whistle. "The whole Territory is obsessed. They're calling you the 'Ice Prince' of the Varkane Dynasty. This is the first time Lucien has been seen with anyone
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"So, you’re suggesting the Varkane Dynasty should bet its entire arsenal on a pup who hasn't even grown his full winter coat yet? My designs have held the Nightfall borders for a decade. Why should this Stormriven cast-off lead our new weapon launch?"The lead engineer of the Varkane weapon division glared at me, her eyes flashing a predatory amber. We were deep inside the high-security vaults of the Nightfall Territory, where the air tasted of ozone and gun oil. Lucien Varkane had poured billions into this new specialized gear initiative, and the woman across from me had been eyeing the Chief Architect seat for years. She wasn't about to let a 'ghost' take her throne."Your designs held the borders because the enemies were predictable, Raze. But the world is changing. A successful launch now means total territorial dominance. Are you sure you want to compare track records?"I didn't blink. I stepped toward the massive holographic display and tapped a sequence into Lucien’s personal c
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I told you once, Lucien, I don't need a babysitter. My wolf is healing just fine."I looked up from my tablet, my fingers still stained with the digital ink of the Nightfall weaponry schematics. Lucien Varkane was leaning against the hospital doorframe, but he wasn't wearing his usual tactical armor or the heavy, iron-pressed suits of a Dynasty King. He was in a simple, charcoal-grey sweater that made him look less like a predatory Alpha and more like... a man."And I told you, Xender, that the Varkane Dynasty doesn't leave its high-value assets to wander out of the surgical wing unassisted. I heard your discharge papers were signed. I’m here to ensure you reach your Den in one piece."I felt my pulse kick—a sharp, annoying staccato that had nothing to do with my recovery. Lucien was a force of nature, a man who moved whole battalions with a whisper, and yet here he was, playing chauffeur for a disowned designer."Nyx is already on her way. We have it handled.""Nyx is currently being
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"I won't let you drag my son through the mud while your blood rots in the gutters, Nyx! You have no right to speak on pack dynamics when you're just a stray from the Calderon line."Elara’s voice cracked through the room like a whip, her hand shaking as she pointed a finger at Nyx. She looked like a woman possessed, her maternal warmth replaced by a cold, sharp-edged fury."You poured energy into raising him? Elara, you raised a tactical genius, an architect who built the very walls that keep you safe! Xender didn't ask to be your placeholder. He was a child!""A child who stole twenty-five years of the love meant for Seraphina! Every meal, every hug, every scrap of Stormriven heritage—it was all a theft. I look at him and I feel sick knowing he was living in luxury while my real flesh and blood was struggling in the southern wastes. He’s lucky I don't demand every breath back."I watched them from the bed, my fingers digging into the thin hospital sheets until my knuckles turned whit
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"Sharon's words weren't just a blow; they were a death sentence for the life I’d known for twenty-five years. Our daughter is Seraphina Duskryn. The name felt like silver-laced glass in my throat."I stared at the woman who had scented my hair every night for two decades. My pulse, usually steady enough to draw micro-sigils, was a frantic, erratic mess."What kind of twisted game is this, Elara? Seraphina is a Duskryn. She’s the wolf who dismantled my marriage piece by piece. How can you stand there and claim her as blood?""The blood doesn't lie, Xender. We ran the resonance test three times. You’re a placeholder—a stray we picked up because we were desperate to fill the silence in this den. All those years you spent playing the perfect heir, you were occupying the space that belonged to her. I look at you now and I don't see my son. I see the reason my true blood was rotting in the southern wastes.""So, that's it? Twenty-five years of loyalty, every blueprint I designed for the Sto
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Xender, don't look at me like that. It’s the truth. We checked the blood-line twice."Garron’s voice was like a hammer hitting a coffin nail. He didn't even look at me; he was staring at his phone, his face a map of scars and sudden, terrifying realization. He had just taken a call from the Stormriven Den's head medic, and the silence that followed was louder than any snarl."You're lying. Dad, tell me you’re lying! How could Seraphina Duskryn be your blood? She’s the one who tore my life apart! She’s the reason Tristan threw me to the wolves!""I wish I were, Xender. But the resonance test doesn't lie. I felt it the moment I touched her in the hallway—that pull of the pack-bond that I never quite felt with you. I thought it was just because you were distant, because you were a scholar and an architect instead of a brawler. But it wasn't that. It was the blood.""So, what are you saying? That I’m a cuckoo in the nest? That for twenty-five years, you raised a Ghost while your 'real' so
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