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Chapter 66 Mated Despair
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The President's Mate Chapter 66 Mated Despair
Devon POV I couldn't think.Not clearly. Not even a little.I’ve spoken to Franco more than I can count today, and each time, I hear the growing edge of frustration in his voice. It's subtle, but it slices into me all the same. And it’s not just him. I gave a national address on the Moon Reaper case earlier, standing before an assembly of powerful delegates from different states. I smiled, nodded, and spoke in perfect cadence, but the entire time, I wasn’t really there.My body was in the office. But my soul, my wolf, my everything... was out there.With Franco.Looking for him.My mate.Jimmie.My wolf is pacing, clawing inside my chest. Resentful. Feral. Demanding. He can’t understand why we’re not out there ourselves, sniffing through blood and leaves, tearing down every door until we find our mate. But I do. I have to.Because I’m still the damn President.And this country doesn’t pause, not even when your heart is breaking.Still, as I loosen the tie that's choking me and stare
The President's Mate Chapter 65 The Quiet Before the Roar
Franco POV It had been a long, heavy day.It's one of those days where the seconds drag like hours, and your brain starts to eat itself just to stay busy. I’d been sitting in the same position for what felt like forever—engine off, seat reclined slightly, my hand half-hovering over the burner phone when it rang again. I didn’t even check the screen this time. I knew who it was.Devon.“Tenth time,” I muttered to myself as I brought the phone to my ear. “Go ahead, Alpha.”Same question with the same slightly clipped tone masked as casual concern.“Any movement yet?”I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose before answering.“Still on her tail. Still nothing new.”That was a lie—half of it. She’d been quiet all day. Too quiet. And I’d been watching Eleanor long enough to know her silences meant more than her noise.I hung up before he could ask again. Devon meant well, but the constant checking-in was grinding on me. I needed silence. I needed focus. I needed—Then I saw her.Eleanor s
The President's Mate Chapter 64 Skeletons And Bloodlines
Eleanor's POVThe drive to the location Jim sent was quiet. Too quiet.The building wasn’t what I expected. Stark. Subterranean. Hidden in plain sight beneath the city. It looked like a parking complex at first—until I stepped out of my car and walked past the reinforced security and I found the glass room perched like a forgotten god above what looked like... a lab. Or worse.Why here, Jim?, I thought.The elevator ride was too silent. The man who escorted me said nothing and simply led me into what could only be described as a glass observatory. Stark. Cold. The view overlooked another structure—one that looked too clean, too clinical. A lab, maybe. But it felt… wrong.Then I saw him."Ah! Eleanor," Jim called, smiling as the doors hissed open. "Come in."I stepped out, cautious, heels clicking against the glass floor.“Thank you, Greg. We’ll take it from here,” Jim told the escort, who bowed slightly and vanished.Jim wasn’t alone.There were others in the room. Three of them.A wo
The President's Mate Chapter 63 Bloodlines and Betrayals
Eleanor's POVThe applause thundered around me, but all I heard was my heartbeat."Thank you very much, Clarity Foundation, for having me!" I said into the mic, my voice ringing smooth and polished through the speaker system, bouncing off the marble walls and settling into the minds of the hopeful audience like balm.I smiled.The cameras loved it.The crowd adored it.I turned and walked off the stage, my custom-tailored ivory-white suit clinging perfectly to my frame, crisp lines, defined shoulders, the very image of a woman who had it all. A first lady. A leader. A mother. The envy of a nation.But they didn't know.They didn’t see the cracks.They didn’t hear me screaming into pillows at night, or notice how many times I gripped the bathroom sink just to remind myself I still existed — how often I bit down on my own emotions until I tasted blood behind my smile.I walked backstage, the bright lights behind me, my heels clicking sharply against the ground like punctuation to a sent
The President's Mate CHAPTER 62 Whispers of the Reaper
DEVON'S POV I didn’t even realise I was still growling until Aria screamed. The sound pierced straight through me—raw and terrified, her little voice slicing through the haze of molten gold that clouded my vision. I blinked, everything in me jerking back to reality, just in time to see her stumble backwards. She hadn't seen what I was. Not fully. Not yet. But she’d felt something. Nathaniel—bless his little heart had bolted into the open space with wild excitement, oblivious, and accidentally crashed into her. He hadn’t meant it, of course. I could tell by the way his small hands immediately tried to steady her, the widening of his eyes in that split moment. But Aria stumbled back, her small feet lost grip, and her mouth shaped in a soft gasp of surprise. Her hair fanned slightly, her arms flailing. The world seemed to slow in that second. My heart nearly stopped. I caught her before she hit the floor. “Hey, hey—baby, I got you,” I whispered, cradling her close to my chest. My
The President's Mate Chapter 61 Splinters
Devon POV Thankfully, Amira burst through the door just in time.“I’m so sorry, Eleanor,” she said, breathless. “I got caught up with some last-minute assignments and didn’t inform you in time about Mr. Rhys arriving with the kids.”Her voice was clipped, professional, but I could see the nerves working beneath her smooth expression.She turned to me and smiled politely. “Oh, Mr. President. It’s good to have you back, sir.”Lucan raised a sharp, silver brow.“Didn’t know the President was out of town,” he said, voice smooth and booming.I felt the barb, but Eleanor was quick. She waved the moment off with a practised smile, her voice light.“It’s okay, Amira. I understand,” she said, then turned to the children with a grin that looked rehearsed. “Now… I bet someone is hungry?”Nathaniel’s hand immediately went to his stomach, giggling. “I’m starving, Momma!”Aria laughed. “Me too!”“Well then,” Eleanor said, ushering them toward the dining hall, “let’s go have dinner before it gets c
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