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Storm vs. Serpent

Author: Mayemura Special
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-27 17:42:59

Isla’s POV

Alejandro decided that we should move back to his house. After all, Sophie could not sleep without seeing him. This time, I did not feel like he was being excessive when he proposed that. Running around between his home, the company and mine was taking a toll on him. So, we moved back.

The night was too still. Even the wind seemed to hesitate as it passed over the Langston estate, brushing faintly against the windows before dying into silence. I sat on the edge of my bed, unable to sleep. Sophie had long drifted off, clutching her stuffed lamb, her little breaths steady and peaceful. But peace had become a fragile thing lately, something I no longer trusted.

I should have felt safe here. Alexander had tightened security, tripled patrols, moved us into the guest wing with bullet-resistant glass and private guards outside. Yet, every creak of the old floorboards, every flicker of shadow made my heart stutter. Nathaniel’s name still rang in my mind like a curse.

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