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Chapter 103
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Lana's POV The cold night air was a slap, shocking me into a desperate clarity. I couldn’t run to my room looking like this, torn blouse, scraped palms, leaves in my hair. That was a confession. I skidded to a stop behind a large marble statue of some hunting goddess, my breath coming in ragged, silent gasps. I could hear shouts from the west wing, but they were disorganized. Jessica had screamed “intruder,” not “Lana.” In the dark, from a balcony, she might not have gotten a perfect look. Think. Clean up. Look normal. I frantically brushed twigs and leaves from my hair and clothes. The tear in my silk blouse was high on the sleeve, near the shoulder. I could hold my arm to mask it. My stinging palms I shoved into my pockets. The phone, with its incendiary photos, was a hard, guilty rectangle against my thigh. I forced my breathing to slow, adopting the weary, bored expression of someone taking a late-night stroll. I stepped out from behind the statue and began walking at a normal
Wanted By The Alpha And His Brothers Chapter 112
Lana's POV The heavy gates of Thornwood closed behind me with a finality that echoed in my bones. The drive back had been silent, the driver’s eyes fixed ahead, but I felt Gideon’s invisible gaze on me as if he’d been watching from every dark window. Had he seen me with Maison and Kaelia in the park? Did he know the Thorne name? My room felt less like a sanctuary and more like the elegantly appointed cell it was. I leaned against the locked door, replaying Maison’s words. You marry me. The proposal hadn’t been on bended knee with promises of forever. It had been a tactical maneuver, presented with the calm logic of a military extraction plan. A life raft. A fortress. A way to become Lana Thorne, a woman who could walk in the sun without looking over her shoulder for shadows with fangs. I had turned him down. Not outright, but with a whispered, “I need to think,” which in the language of dire choices, was a polite refusal. To marry Maison was to surrender. To declare the bond, tha
Wanted By The Alpha And His Brothers Chapter 111
Lana's POV The word hung in the park’s twilight air, absurd and terrifying. Wolves. Kaelia and I stared at Maison, our carefully constructed world of half-truths and coded conversations shattering around us. He stood there holding two coffee cups, his expression not one of confusion, but of patient, grim understanding. My mind scrambled for a lie, any lie. “It’s… it’s a figure of speech,” I stammered, the words sounding hollow even to me. “A bad joke. Like, ‘throwing someone to the wolves’…” Maison set the second coffee cup down on the bench. He didn’t smile. “Lana. It’s okay. I know.” Three words. I know. Kaelia found her voice first, sharp with suspicion. “Know what, exactly?” Maison’s gaze shifted from my panicked face to Kaelia’s defensive stance. “I know about them. I’ve always had my suspicions about Bastien. The way he moved. The intensity in his eyes. The way everyone around him seemed to… defer.” He looked back at me. “But I knew for sure the day he broke my nose.” He
Wanted By The Alpha And His Brothers Chapter 110
Lana's POV I moved like a ghost at work as my eyes still felt hazy from the revelation I made a few days ago. When I had this thought they treated me like I was insane but I was right. Every last words from Gideon kept replaying like a broken record in my head. My hands trembled slightly as I tried to adjust my hand on my computer. I clicked the wrong tool, accidentally deleting everything I had been working on. I swore under my breath, a sound swallowed by the sterile office air. How could I think about linen textures and accent lighting when I’d heard a man calmly ordering a mutilation? When that man was my self-proclaimed protector? Every interaction at Thornwood now felt like a performance, and I was waiting for Gideon to drop his mask and show me the monster beneath. The fear was no longer a generalized anxiety; it was a specific, chilling certainty. I was living with the monster. “Lana?” I jumped, my heart lurching against my ribs. Dana, the office manager, stood by my des
Wanted By The Alpha And His Brothers Chapter 109
Ronan's POV Jessica won this round, I give her that. And I can't believe she did all of that in front of everyone especially Lana. I didn't even know what to feel about all of this madness. Everywhere I looked, I saw the ghost of Jessica’s triumphant smirk, heard the echo of her lie wrapped in truth, felt the weight of Gideon’s approving nod. I’d played their game, thrown down a challenge, but it felt like dancing in quicksand. The harder I fought, the deeper I sank. And Lana… she’d just walked away. The image of her retreating back, straight and solitary, haunted me more than any public scandal. She’d looked through me, through the chaos, and seen a battle she wanted no part of. I couldn’t blame her. But her absence was a fresh wound. “Idris,” I barked, the sound echoing in my too-quiet study. The shattered desk had been replaced, but the memory of my fist through it lingered. He entered, his presence a solid, steady thing in the shifting chaos. “Alpha.” “Lana. Have you heard f
Wanted By The Alpha And His Brothers Chapter 107
Lana's POV The sound of Ronan’s voice laying down his ultimatum.“the paternity must be confirmed” hung in the air of the antechamber, a blade suspended over all our heads. But I was already moving. The words, the calculations, the political trap… it was a noise that had finally reached a frequency I could no longer tolerate. I didn’t look at Ronan. I didn’t look at Jessica’s panicked face or Gideon’s assessing gaze. I simply turned and walked back out the door I’d entered. The crowd in the grand hall parted for me again, but this time the whispers felt different. Less like gossip, more like the rustling of leaves before a storm breaks. I was the eye of that storm, a pocket of unnatural calm moving toward the exit. I collected my wrap from a stunned attendant, my movements automatic, precise. I didn’t wait for a car. I didn’t call for Gideon’s driver. I just started walking down the long, manicured drive, the cool night air slapping my heated cheeks. The emerald dress, once a symbo
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