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12. Curiosity Can Be Dangerous

Auteur: Denny Ink
last update Date de publication: 2026-07-06 16:54:00

"Tell me everything," I said, the second Caelum was out of earshot.

Mara sat down heavily on the arm of the couch. "There's not much to tell. It was just a squirrel."

"Mara."

 

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  • Too Late To Claim Me   12. Curiosity Can Be Dangerous

    "Tell me everything," I said, the second Caelum was out of earshot.Mara sat down heavily on the arm of the couch. "There's not much to tell. It was just a squirrel.""Mara.""He barely touched it." She twisted her apron in her hands. "One second the leg was bent wrong, and the next it just, straightened. Like it had never been broken.""That's not “nothing”.""I know that." Her voice sharpened, then immediately softened with guilt. "I'm sorry. I know it's no

  • Too Late To Claim Me   12. The Woman in the Glass.

    Five years later.The reflection in the boardroom window didn't look like me.Navy blazer, sharp enough to cut glass. Hair swept into a twist so severe not one strand dared move. Chin up. Shoulders back. I studied her for a second too long, the way you'd study a stranger who'd borrowed your face."You're staring at yourself again," Lina said from the doorway, tablet hugged to her chest like a shield."Am I.""You do it before every big meeting. Like you're checking she's still there.""She is." I turned from the window. "Are they here?""Ironwood's downstairs. Want me to stall?""No." I straightened my blazer, one sharp tug. "Send them in."They filed in like men who'd never once been told no, five of them, dark suits, the kind of easy confidence that only comes from never having had to fight for anything. The lead negotiator had a watch that cost more than my first year's rent and a smile that suggested he already knew how this would end."Ms. Vance." He didn't offer his hand right a

  • Too Late To Claim Me   11. Sky-Born.

    "Tell me something else about her," I said one night, folding a tiny yellow onesie from the pile Mara had brought home from the consignment shop."Something else, or something more?" Mara arched an eyebrow, not looking up from the sock in her hands. "You've been rationing your questions like you're afraid I'll run out of answers.""Maybe I am."That got the ghost of a smile out of her. "She had a laugh that filled a room. The kind that made people believe everything would be fine, even when she already knew it wouldn't.""Was she quiet? Like me?"

  • Too Late To Claim Me   10. What the Bitter Medicine Costs

    "You need to tell me everything," Mara said, settling onto the couch, cup of tea steaming in her hands. "How did you end up here. Alone. Pregnant."Her eyes dropped to my belly and stayed there.I didn't answer fast enough."That's Remus's child, isn't it?"The name hit me like a slap. My hand moved to cover my stomach before I could stop it. "How did you…""You have her look." Mara's voice didn't rise, didn't soften either. "Your mother had that same look, right before she understood your father would never choose her over his position.""Don't." I wrapped my arms around myself, suddenly cold despite the radiator hissing in the corner. "Don't compare me to her. You don't even know me.""I know that look, Aurora. It's the look of someone who's been thrown away by a man who was supposed to protect her.""He didn't throw me away." The words came out before I could stop them, an old reflex, worn smooth from months of use.Mara set down her cup, slow and deliberate, like she was giving me

  • Too Late To Claim Me   9. Help

    Mae didn't flinch. She just looked at me with those sharp eyes, and arms crossed over her chest, waiting."I...no. I'm not.""You're lying. But that's your business." She handed me a broom."Clean that up. And for god's sake, eat something. You're feeding two now."I wanted to argue. Deny it. But the look on her face told me it wouldn't matter. Mae had probably seen a hundred girls like me over the years. Young, desperate girls, carrying secrets they were too scared to speak out loud."I can't afford to see a doctor," I whispered."I don't have insurance. I don't have... anything."Mae was quiet for a long moment. Then she reached into her pocket and pulled out a business card."My niece is a midwife. Doesn't work at a hospital, she works out of her home. She takes patients who can't pay much. Tell her I sent you."I stared at the card. At the name printed on it. And at the kindness I didn't deserve and couldn't repay."Why are you helping me?"Mae shrugged. "Everyone's running fro

  • Too Late To Claim Me   8. A New Name

    Three weeks laterMy baby was already the size of a kidney bean.I knew, because I'd read that in a pamphlet I'd stolen from a clinic three towns back and folded it into my sleeve while the receptionist wasn't looking, I was too ashamed to ask for it outright. Too terrified to give my real name. And I'm too broke to pay for an actual appointment.A kidney bean. Something so small shouldn't have been the only motivation that's keeping me alive right now.I pressed my palm against my still-flat stomach and stared at the ceiling of the shelter. It was the fourth one I'd stayed in since leaving the pack territory. The first had kicked me out after three days, some rule about maximum stays. The second had been full. The third had smelled like rot and despair, and I'd left voluntarily after a woman two cots over tried to steal my shoes while I was sleeping.This one was cleaner. Not clean, but cleaner. Small mercies."New girl."I looked up.A woman stood over my cot, she looks older tha

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