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10. Eye For Opportunities.

Author: Denny Ink
last update publish date: 2026-07-05 02:30:09
Pain swallowed everything.

One moment I was standing in my apartment with the pendant still pressed into my palm. The next, a contraction ripped through me hard enough that my knees buckled.

"Aurora!"

Mara caught me before I hit the floor.

"It's too early," I gasped, fighting for breath. "He's too early."

"Look at me." Mara's voice had gone strangely calm, the way people get calm when panic would cost too much. "You're going to breathe. You're going to keep breathing, and we're going to get you
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  • Too Late To Claim Me   79. Grandfather

    The first light of dawn crept through the thin curtains, and paints pale stripes across the worn floorboards of the tiny room. I'd been awake for hours, I haven't still relax in this house.I can't, my body was always tense and alert, the whole nights I have spent here, listening to the unfamiliar sounds of a house that had never truly been my home.Caelum was sleeping peacefully beside me, his small hand curled around my thumb, his breathing slow and even.Every morning brought its own kind of dread.I heard movement in the hallway, the muffled sounds of servants beginning their daily routines, and the distant clatter of dishes from the kitchen.Life was continuing in this house, the same way it had continued for eighteen years I had spent here before leaving, while I'd been invisible within these very walls.I rose quietly, careful not to wake Caelum, and dressed in a simple clothes I'd packed. It's something practical, that woul5d draw attention. I needed to blend in, be invisible

  • Too Late To Claim Me   78. The Gathering Storm.

    SeleneSinceAria's arrival, I have struggled to maintainmy composure and simmering rage.I smiled andspoke when I needed to. I played the part of the gracious Lunaperfectly, who's welcoming her long-lost sister back into the fold.But inside, I was seething.Every time I saw her face, or heard her voice, every time I watched my father look at her with that newfound affection, I wanted to screammy head off.She was ruining everything. Just like she always had.

  • Too Late To Claim Me   77. The Waiting Game.

    AriaIstoodatthewindowoftheroommystepmotherhadgivenmewatchingasthemoonriseoverthepackterritory,andIfelttheweightofthepastfiveyearspressingdownonme.Thefamiliarlandscapestretchedoutbeforeme,thehouses,trees,andthewindingpathsthatI'dwalkedathousandtimesasachild.Everythinglookedthesame,andyetstillfeltdifferent.Iwasdifferent.

  • Too Late To Claim Me   76. The Strategist.

    SeleneI was standing in my mother's chambers, while my whole body shakes with barely contained rage."How dare she?" I hissed, pacing back and forth across the plush carpet."How dare she just waltze in back here? After everything she did, after everything I did to get rid of her, she still has the audacity to show her face in this house?"My mother was sitting in a chair by the fire, with her expression calm and unreadable. She watched me pace with the patience of someone who'd seen it all before."Selene, you need to calm down," she said quietly."Getting angry isn't going to help anyone here.""Calm down?" I whirled to face her."I should calm down. How can you tell me to calm down? She's back, Mother. She's back and she's staying in this house, and she even brought a child with her. That same child that looks suspiciously like..."I stopped, my mind racing."Like what?" my mother asked, her eyes narrowing.I shook my head. "No. It can't be. It's not possible.""What can't be?"I

  • Too Late To Claim Me   75. The Return.

    AriaThe air in the foyer had grown so thick that's it's enough to choke on.Selene stood before me, her smile was a mask of porcelain perfection that didn't reach her cold, calculating eyes.She was dressed in an expensive silk, her golden hair swept up in an elaborate style that screamed status and wealth. She looked every inch of the Luna that she'd always wanted to be.But I could see the cracks beneath the surface. The way her fingers twitched at her sides. The slight tension in her jaw. And the way her eyes kept flickering to my face, searching for weakness, maybe. Or even that fearshe used to see before.

  • Too Late To Claim Me   74. The Mask Slips

    SeleneThe afternoon sun streamed softly through the windows of my parents' sitting room, and casting long shadows across the polished floor.I sat in a straw chair, with a cup of tea cooling in my hands, while my mother prattled on about some trivial piece of pack gossip.I nodded along, offering the occasional hum of agreement, but my mind was elsewhere.I'd been in a strange mood lately. I was estless and irritable.Every little thing seemed to grate on my nerves, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something was about to go horribly wrong.It was probably nothing, I told myself. It's just the stress of being the Luna, the constant pressure to be perfect, and the endless scrutiny of the pack.But I couldn't shake the feeling that something was looming on the horizon. And it's something dark and dangerous."Selene, dear, are you even listening to me?"I blinked, forcing a smile. "Of course, Mother. You were talking about the upcoming celebration."My mother sighed, her expressio

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