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The Hunter

Author: Pamora
last update publish date: 2026-04-26 21:52:10

Rain fell steadily across the city that evening, turning the glass towers downtown into long streaks of reflected light.

Inside Blackwood Tower, Damian stood alone in his office.

The lights were low, the massive digital investigation board glowing across the far wall like a quiet battlefield. Names, timelines, financial flows, and fragments of the Aurora investigation were pinned together by threads of data.

The deeper he went, the clearer one thing became.

Project Aurora had never truly di
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  • The Wife He Burned, The Queen Who Return    The Scientist Return

    The rain returned just after midnight. Not a violent storm like before. Just a slow, steady fall that softened the city lights outside the estate. The security lights along the garden paths glowed through the mist, making the entire property look quieter than usual. Damian sat alone in the study. A laptop screen illuminated the dark room while several printed documents were spread across the desk. Financial trails. Medical records. Fragmented research notes tied to Project Aurora. He had been working for hours. But the deeper he dug, the stranger the project became. Aurora wasn’t a typical research trial. It had been too secretive. Too compartmentalized. Even Edward Blackwood’s internal records contained gaps. Which meant someone had deliberately erased pieces of it. Damian rubbed his eyes briefly before returning to the laptop screen. One encrypted file refused to open. His investigator had recovered it from a corrupted hospital archive two days earlier. No name. No de

  • The Wife He Burned, The Queen Who Return    Victor’s Decision

    Victor drove for nearly twenty minutes before he realized he had no destination. The city lights streaked across the windshield as his car moved through the quiet evening streets. Traffic had thinned, leaving the roads mostly empty. The engine hummed steadily beneath him, but his mind was far from calm. One sentence kept replaying in his head. My dad. Silas had said it so naturally. So proudly. Victor tightened his grip on the steering wheel. He had imagined that moment for years. The moment when the boy would finally look at him the same way. When Evelyn would realize who had truly been there for her. Who had stood beside her after the fire? Who had helped rebuild everything Damian had abandoned. But tonight had destroyed that illusion. Because the moment Damian walked back into their lives— The boy had chosen him. Victor slowed at a red light. The city outside his window blurred into distant reflections. He could still see the scene at the dinner table clearly. Sila

  • The Wife He Burned, The Queen Who Return    The Family Dinner

    The evening arrived slowly at the estate. For once, the house felt peaceful. No urgent phone calls. No investigators. No security briefings. Just the quiet rhythm of a normal night. Evelyn stood in the kitchen, stirring a pot on the stove. The scent of garlic and herbs filled the room, warm and comforting in a way the house hadn’t felt in years. She rarely cooked anymore. Her schedule usually kept her in boardrooms and conference calls, leaving the household staff to handle most meals. But tonight felt different. Tonight she needed something simple. Something normal. Behind her, Silas sat at the kitchen island with a sheet of paper spread in front of him. Crayons were scattered across the surface while he worked with intense concentration. Damian stood nearby, leaning against the counter with his arms folded. Watching them. Silas looked up suddenly. “Dad.” The word still carried a strange weight in the room. Even though the boy had said it several times since the mor

  • The Wife He Burned, The Queen Who Return    Evelyn’s Fear

    The estate was quieter than usual that evening. Outside, the sky had turned a soft gray as the sun slipped behind distant clouds. The gardens were calm again after the storm two nights earlier, but inside the house, the tension hadn’t faded. It had only grown. Evelyn stood in her office, staring at the tablet in her hands. The message on the screen had arrived only twenty minutes earlier. Encrypted. From Damian. She had already read it three times. Helix Biogenetics Consortium is actively investigating Aurora again. We need to talk. Her fingers tightened slightly around the device. Helix. The name alone made something cold settle in her stomach. She had heard it before. Years ago. Back when the hospital investigation was still fresh. At the time she hadn’t paid much attention. It had been buried among dozens of corporate partners and research sponsors connected to Edward Blackwood’s medical programs. But now the name had resurfaced. And it was connected to Aurora. T

  • The Wife He Burned, The Queen Who Return    The Helix Meeting

    The meeting took place two nights later. Victor chose the location carefully. Not one of his offices. Not any building connected to Kane Holdings. Instead, a private members’ club tucked behind a quiet street near the river, the kind of place where powerful people preferred discretion over attention. The exterior looked unimpressive. Inside, it was silent, expensive, and designed for conversations that were never meant to leave the room. Victor arrived first. He always did. Control began with timing. He sat at a small corner table in a dim lounge overlooking the water. The lights were low, casting soft reflections across the glass walls. Outside, the river moved slowly under the city’s night glow. A waiter placed a single glass of whiskey in front of him. Victor didn’t touch it. His mind remained focused on one thing. Aurora. And the man he was about to meet. Ten minutes later, the lounge door opened. Victor didn’t turn immediately. He watched the reflection in the gla

  • The Wife He Burned, The Queen Who Return    Victor Watches

    Victor Kane hated waiting. Yet tonight he had done little else. The lights inside his penthouse office were dim, the glass walls overlooking the city glowing with distant traffic and the slow shimmer of skyscrapers under the evening sky. Rain from the previous night still clung to the streets below, reflecting the restless pulse of the city. Victor sat behind his desk, one hand resting against his chin. The tablet in front of him played a silent video feed. Evelyn’s estate. Security cameras from multiple angles. He had watched the same footage three times already. And each time the same image made his jaw tighten. Damian Blackwood. Still there. Still inside her house. Victor tapped the screen, switching to another camera. The angle showed the kitchen. Earlier that morning. Evelyn stood near the counter, coffee cup in hand. Silas sat at the table. And Damian sat across from him. They were playing chess. Victor watched the boy move a piece across the board. He couldn

  • The Wife He Burned, The Queen Who Return    Hidden Witness

    The rain began before dawn. A steady, relentless fall that turned the city gray and reflective, blurring glass towers into shadows. Damian watched it streak across the windows of his office while the report in his hands rewrote five years of certainty. Alive. The missing firefighter was alive.

  • The Wife He Burned, The Queen Who Return    The Queen’s Doubt

    The firefighter badge felt heavier each time Evelyn touched it. It lay on her desk beneath a pool of lamplight, its surface warped by heat, metal edges curled like something that had survived violence meant to erase it. The number engraved along the rim was partially melted, barely readable, yet i

  • The Wife He Burned, The Queen Who Return    The Photograph

    Morning arrived without peace. Damian had not slept. The city moved beneath his office windows, unaware that a truth buried for five years had begun to breathe again. Files from the overnight investigation covered his desk. Evacuation logs. Contractor authorizations. System overrides. Each docum

  • The Wife He Burned, The Queen Who Return    Victor’s Narrative

    The city woke to compassion. Every major news outlet carried the same headline before noon. KANE FOUNDATION ANNOUNCES MEMORIAL INITIATIVE FOR BLACKWOOD FIRE VICTIMS. Images followed immediately. Candles. White roses. Names projected across glass buildings at dawn. And at the center of every

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