MasukVivienne POV“My little Viper.”For several seconds, I forgot there were other people in the room.I forgot Dante's hand was holding mine beneath the table. I forgot Kane had moved closer the second the communication stone activated, or that Ryker and Asher were somewhere behind me. Even Ivy went completely silent.That voice, it was older and deeper than I remembered, but it waa still his.My father used to call my name in that exact calm tone whenever he caught me doing something I wasn't supposed to be doing. I remembered sitting on his shoulders. Falling asleep against his chest. Pulling at the silver ring he always wore and laughing when he threatened to stop carrying me if I eventually lost it.I remembered burying him or believing I had.My fingers tightened around Dante's until I realized what I was doing and loosened them.The communication stone remained dark. There was no image, only his voice, which somehow made everything worse.“You've grown quiet,” he said.I found my v
Author's pov Dante knew within five minutes that the attacks were not meant to destroy Shadowcrest.If they had been, whoever planned them had done a terrible job.Three eastern border posts had been attacked almost simultaneously, but none of the enemy groups had enough fighters to hold the territory after taking it. They struck quickly, caused damage, forced Shadowcrest warriors to respond and retreated the moment reinforcements arrived. The same thing was happening to Vivienne's empire. Two transport routes had been hit, a warehouse set on fire and another property attacked, yet none of the goods appeared to be the real target.It was pressure.Someone wanted them running in different directions.Dante stood over the large map spread across the council table while Lance continued receiving reports through the communication stones. Kane had already changed into combat clothes and was waiting beside the door, visibly impatient to leave.“They're testing the borders,” Kane said.“And
Vivienne POVMy father was alive.The words had repeated themselves inside my head so many times that they should have started making sense by now but they didn't.I was still standing in the healing room with his letter crushed between my fingers and his silver ring resting in Dante's palm. Behind me, Maya and Mara were working on Zach again after the binding nearly strangled him for telling me the truth, but their voices sounded distant. Everything did.My father was alive.A man I had mourned for years had apparently been somewhere in this world breathing, watching and doing fuck knew what while I learned to live without him.A hand touched my shoulder.“Vivienne.”I recognized Dante's voice, but I didn't look at him immediately. My attention remained on the letter until the words blurred together again.“You need to rest.”That finally got my attention.I turned my head slowly. “You cannot possibly think I'm going to sleep right now.”“I didn't say sleep.”“You said rest. That's s
Vivienne Maya was beside him almost immediately, her hand moving toward his chest as his breathing changed. “Careful, Big sis.”I froze. The faint dark veins that had nearly disappeared beneath Zach's skin were beginning to show again along his neck, and Mara moved to his other side before he could attempt an answer.“Don't speak,” she warned him. “Whatever that question touched, leave it alone.”But Zach was already staring at me.Something about his expression made my stomach twist. There was pain there, but it wasn't only pain. I saw pity in his eyes, followed by the same fear that had appeared before the binding nearly killed him. He wasn't afraid of what I might do once I learned the truth.He was afraid of the truth itself.My mouth went dry. “It's someone I know.”Zach didn't nod this time, he didn't need to cause his expression had already answered me, and that frightened me more than any confirmation could have.“Someone close to me?”The veins darkened.“Vivienne.” Dante's
Vivienne POVThree hours.That was how long Zach remained unconscious.For three fucking hours, Maya and Mara worked on him while I sat close enough to see every movement they made. They had moved him from the interrogation chair to one of the beds in the healing room, removed the restraints and surrounded him with enough herbs, glowing stones and strange healer tools to make the room smell like someone had set fire to a forest.Nobody had managed to make me leave. Ryker tried first. He approached quietly, crouched beside my chair and suggested I lie down for an hour because I was still recovering and the baby had already endured enough stress. I told him I was perfectly capable of sitting. Kane tried twenty minutes later with less diplomacy, saying Zach wouldn't wake faster because I stared at him. I reminded him that carrying me out would result in violence. He looked at my stomach, reconsidered whatever argument he had prepared and wisely walked away.Dante didn't bother trying af
Vivienne POVI stepped away from Kane once my breathing was steady enough, although he stayed close behind me. None of the men tried to stop me when I faced Zach again. They knew I needed this, and after everything we had already discovered, I wasn't leaving the room with another collection of half-answers.Looking at Zach still hurt in ways I hated, but the tears had cleared enough for anger to return. This time, instead of seeing the friend I had mourned, I forced myself to remember that night exactly as it happened. I had woken up missing the four men so badly that I could barely think straight. My body had still been weak, yet I had dragged myself out of bed because I needed to see them. Zach had found me in the hallway. He had touched my arm, asked what was wrong and offered to call the Alphas after I told him where I was going.Then he disappeared.Minutes later, I walked into Asher's room and found Zach lying in a pool of blood while Asher stood there holding a bloody dagger.T







