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Chapter 37-ASHES AND REVELATION.
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Twice His Wife Chapter 53-WHEN THE DUST REFUSED TO SETTLE.
Cassian hadn’t moved from the balcony in over an hour. The wind had started picking up, carrying with it the distant noise of the city’s unrest—sirens, honking, and the occasional scream that felt too close for comfort. But all he could hear was Anaïs’s voice from hours ago. The way it broke. The way she didn’t look back.She had left with Harlan’s file in hand, and he knew the weight of it would either destroy her or set something inside her free. Maybe both. He wasn’t sure which one scared him more.Inside, the apartment felt too big. He had always preferred the quiet, but tonight, it mocked him. The whiskey bottle he’d left open on the coffee table remained untouched, condensation pooling beneath it like sweat off a dying man’s brow.And still, the silence wouldn’t leave.Meanwhile, Anaïs didn’t cry. Not once. The car sped through the city, but she didn’t really see it. Her fingers were clamped so tightly around the folder that her knuckles had turned white. What hurt more than the
Twice His Wife Chapter 52-THE PLACE WHERE IT ALL BEGAN.
The wind had picked up again.Outside the old ranger cabin, trees groaned in protest as they swayed against each other. Inside, the air was still, thick with something unspoken — like all three of them were holding their breath without realizing it.Cassian hadn’t slept. He was sitting near the window, one knee propped, elbow resting loosely, gun balanced but ready. Anais was curled in the far corner, arms wrapped around herself. Maris had taken first watch, and even now she only half-rested, one eye always fluttering open at the smallest creak of wood.No one mentioned the voice. No one said it out loud — Did you hear my father calling me? — because it sounded ridiculous. Even if they’d all heard it. Even if it had echoed through the trees like it was right behind them.When dawn came, it didn’t bring any warmth. Just a dull grey light filtering through the broken slats in the roof, and the growing awareness that staying put wasn’t an option.Cassian finally spoke.“We move in ten.”
Twice His Wife Chapter 51-THE SMOKE BETWEEN THEM.
The silence in the car was thicker than the fog outside.Anais sat in the backseat, her spine stiff, hands clenched in her lap as the Range Rover cut through the cold night. Cassian was driving. Maris had finally drifted into a fragile sleep beside her, her face pale and drawn, her breath shallow. The engine hummed, but there was no music. No conversation. Just tension. Just silence.Cassian hadn’t looked at her once.She didn’t blame him.He’d watched her unravel back at the safehouse, eyes rimmed in fury and disbelief as she’d said those words—“Let me go, Cassian. I’m not yours.”Now she wanted to reach forward, grab his shoulder, and take it all back. But pride was a thing, wasn’t it? Even in the face of fear. Even after everything she’d seen in the ruins—those symbols glowing on the stone, that pulse of something not entirely human beneath their feet—she couldn’t seem to bridge the growing space between them.“Turn left,” Anais said, her voice barely audible.Cassian didn’t respon
Twice His Wife Chapter 50-WHAT’S LEFT STANDING.
Everything was still ringing.Anais couldn’t hear her breath. Couldn’t hear the others. All she could hear was the sharp, high-pitched whistle cutting through her skull like broken glass.She blinked, trying to focus. Dust was still falling from the ceiling. The lights were flickering again, most of them out. The floor underneath her felt cracked, uneven. The pod the capsule had been plugged into was completely shattered.Cassian lay face down a few feet away, motionless.Dahlia was slumped against the wall, blood on her lip, breathing shallow. Her hand still clutched a knife.And Maris—Maris was kneeling in the center of the room.Motionless.Her eyes were wide, blank. Her chest rose and fell, but the wires that had pulsed across her skin were gone. Faded. Like they were never there. Her hands twitched once, then went still again.Anais pushed herself up. Her whole body screamed against it.The Founder’s voice still echoed in her head.“You’re almost ready.”Almost ready for what?S
Twice His Wife Chapter 49-“THE VOICE THAT WASN’T HERS”
The sound of the heavy footsteps was coming closer. Not fast — just steady. That made it worse. There was no panic in it. No rush. Whatever was walking toward them knew they were trapped. It knew they’d hear it. It wanted them to.Cassian reached for his gun again, but Anais wasn’t looking at the tunnel.She was looking at Maris.Or what was left of her.Maris was still on the floor, breathing hard, but her entire body had gone stiff like she was fighting something deep inside her. Her eyes were flicking around the room — not seeing them. Not really seeing them. They were open, but whatever was looking out through them… it wasn’t Maris.Then her lips moved again.Same voice as before. That low, too-calm tone that carried way too much confidence to belong to anyone just waking up from a coma.“You look confused, Cassian.”He froze. His name hadn’t been spoken like that in years — not since his early days in Cerberus.Anais took a step forward. “What did you do to her?”The voice chuckl
Twice His Wife Chapter 48-COLLATERAL LOYALTIES.
Smoke flooded the room like floodwater through a busted dam. Anais’s ears rang from the explosion, the ground still trembling under her feet. For a split second, everything slowed — Dahlia standing with her hand outstretched, Cerberus operatives pouring through the breach, guns raised, armor gleaming under the emergency lights.Cassian didn’t hesitate. He grabbed Anais by the arm and yanked her down behind the console just as bullets chewed through the air overhead. Sparks rained from the wall panels.“We need to move!” he barked.Maris was slumped against the base of the server tower, half-conscious and mumbling something under her breath. Anais dropped beside her and shook her gently. “Maris. Come on. Stay with me.”Cassian leaned around the console, returning fire with clean, sharp bursts. “They’re flanking. We won’t hold this position.”Across the room, Dahlia hadn’t moved. Her mask was back on. She was calm — too calm. She walked through the chaos like it didn’t touch her. Cerber
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