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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-10-10 01:44:02

Chapter Twenty-Three

Silver

FREYA POV - Ashworth Penthouse, 1:18 a.m.

The message arrives while Kael's mother sleeps down the hall.

"Target alive. Shoulder wound. St. Aurelia Hospital. Police at the door."

I read it twice. Then I delete it.

Alive.

Six men, a gun, and a garage with no cameras on the east side. She still lived.

I put the phone face down on the kitchen counter and press both hands flat against the marble until my fingers stop shaking. When I walk into the study, my face is already
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    CHAPTER 36VERA POVKael's phone lights up on the table.It buzzes once against the glass. The screen faces up. I read the name before I decide to.Freya.Something small and sharp turns over in my chest. I do not want it there. I look at the phone. I look at Kael. His face has gone still in a way I know too well. He does not reach for it.That tells me enough.I turn back to Julian. He waits with one finger resting on the stem of his glass, relaxed, in no hurry."Yes," I say, and I smile when I say it. "I would like to go."The phone case creaks. Kael's hand has closed over it. His aura hits the terrace once, heavy and fast, and a junior associate sets his fork down without a sound. Then it is gone. Kael presses the screen with his thumb and the buzzing stops. He turns the phone face-down on the linen and lines its edge up with the edge of the table.He does not look at me.No one at the table speaks. A server freezes with a bottle half tilted over a glass. Across from me Kael's hand

  • chasing his billionaire Luna    VERA POV

    CLAIMEDVERA POVVERA POVKael's phone rings.The sound is sharp and intrusive. It cuts through the cabin like a blade. It shatters the moment like glass. For one suspended moment he does not move. His hand is still in my hair. His mouth is still a breath away from mine. The space between us crackles with electricity so intense I can taste it.The phone rings again.Then training overrides instinct. He pulls back slowly, jaw tight, and answers the call in a low voice. He turns toward the front of the cabin for privacy, but I can hear the single word he utters before stepping out of view."Dorian."I stay frozen in the seat, pulse still slamming against the pink diamond at my throat. My breathing comes in shallow pulls. The ghost of his nearness lingers on my skin like a burn. I can still feel the exact heat of his breath. I can still feel the pressure of his fingers in my hair.The mate bond is thrumming so hard the cabin seems to vibrate. Like the plane is shaking from the force of w

  • chasing his billionaire Luna    APOLOGY

    APOLOGYVERA POVVERA POVI have changed three times.The black suit felt too severe. Too much like war. The navy dress felt too soft. Too much like surrender. The cream blouse looked like I was trying. Like I cared what he thought.I stand in front of the mirror and study each option. My hands are steady. The rest of me is not.I tell myself it is only because the investor is traditional. That appearances matter in Singapore. I do not examine the lie. I do not ask myself why I suddenly care what I look like sitting across from him in a private jet where no one will see me.I settle on the wine-red dress. Structured enough that it holds me together. Elegant enough that it announces I am in control. A clean neckline that says power without saying anything else. A slit that runs up the thigh just high enough to be noticed if someone is paying very close attention. I leave my hair loose instead of pulled back in the severe style I usually wear. I apply a deep red lipstick that matches th

  • chasing his billionaire Luna    NOTHING

    NOTHINGVERA POVVERA POVDorian stands in my living room like a man delivering a death sentence."The Alpha has ordered a full relocation for you and the child. Secondary safe house. Blackout protocols. Effective immediately. Pack only essentials. Transport will be here within the hour."For a second I simply stare at him. Then the anger hits so hard my vision tunnels. It comes from somewhere deep. Somewhere that has been building for five years of running and hiding and pretending I do not feel anything."Where is he?""Ms. Ashford—""Where is Kael right now?"Dorian hesitates only a fraction. "The shared office. But I would advise—"I am already past him and out the door.The drive takes fifteen minutes. I spend every second of it gripping the steering wheel and breathing through the fury. The rage is so hot it feels like it might burn me from the inside out. He does not get to make decisions for me anymore. He does not get to move my daughter around like a chess piece. He does not

  • chasing his billionaire Luna    SLIPPING

    SLIPPINGKAEL POVKAEL POVThe wallet is in her hands.The same wallet that still carries the faint, impossible scent of Wren and the photograph of the soft-faced woman holding our newborn daughter. The sight of Freya's fingers on it detonates something primitive and absolute inside my chest.I cross the room in three strides and tear the wallet from her grip. The leather is warm from her palm. Still warm. Like it has been sitting against her skin for minutes. Minutes while she held Wren's photograph. Minutes while she studied the proof of my daughter.Rage—pure, possessive, mate-driven—surges so hard my vision edges red. The kind of red that makes men bleed. The kind of red that ends marriages and burns down empires.My hand snaps up and locks around Freya's jaw, fingers digging into the soft skin hard enough to leave marks that will not fade for days. Hard enough that she will wake up tomorrow and see the imprint of my rage every time she looks in a mirror."How many times," I snarl

  • chasing his billionaire Luna    CAUGHT

    VERA POVVERA POVHis mouth is a single heartbeat away from mine.The mate bond is a living thing between us, pulling so hard it feels like it might crack my ribs. Rain slides down his face and onto my lips. His hand is still buried in my wet hair. Every instinct I have is screaming to close the distance, to take the warmth he is offering, to let the old Wren surface for just one reckless moment.I shove him away with both hands.The rejection is sharp. Violent. Kael rocks back on his heels, eyes dark, rain dripping from his jaw. I scramble to my feet, snatch my phone and the umbrella from the soaked grass, and force the cold mask back into place so completely it feels like armor locking shut.My breath comes in gasps I cannot control.My heart is still racing like I have run a mile.Every cell of my body is screaming at me to go back. To take his hand. To let him pull me back down into the rain and finish what we started. The bond is a live wire under my skin, burning, demanding, ref

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