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Chapter Fifty Two: The Necklace of DeceptionLiam’s POVI walked alone in the darkness, my heart burning with anger and pain.Cara had rejected me.She stood right in front of me and chose Damon over me. She even said she wasn’t pregnant with my children.Lies.I knew she was lying. I could feel it. Cara was mine. Those children were mine.But she was slipping away from me, and I didn’t know how to bring her back.I kicked a rock on the road, frustration boiling in my chest. My wolf was restless, growling inside me.Then suddenly, I heard footsteps ahead.A man stood at the side of the road, his face hidden by the shadows of the trees. He looked tired, like someone who had been traveling for days without rest.I narrowed my eyes and slowed my steps. Something felt strange.The man turned and looked at me. “Excuse me,” he called out.I didn’t respond immediately. Instead, I studied him. His clothes were worn out, his shoes covered in dust. He didn’t look dangerous, but I knew better th

Chapter Fifty Four : Choice Cara’s POVThe moment my eyes landed on the necklace in Liam’s hand, my heart nearly stopped.My breath hitched as I stared at it, my mind spinning. It was the same necklace. The one I had given to that boy all those years ago.Memories crashed into me like a storm—the rain, the fear, the warmth of his hand as he shielded me. I was just a little girl, lost and terrified. But he was there. He saved me.And I had given him that necklace as a promise.A promise that one day, when we met again, we would remember each other.But now…I looked at Liam, my chest tightening. Something didn’t feel right.He held the necklace up, his lips curling into a confident smile. “It’s me, Cara. I’m the boy from your past.” His voice was steady, full of certainty.But my gut twisted.No.I didn’t remember him.The face in my memories—it wasn’t Liam’s.Damon tensed beside me, stepping in front of me like a shield. His voice was dangerously low. “What the hell is this?”Liam’s

Chapter Fifty Six : UnwelcomeCara’s POVMy heart was heavy as I stepped into the packhouse with Liam beside me. I thought coming back here would bring some kind of relief, some kind of peace, but instead, uneasiness crawled over my skin like a warning.Sophia was the only person I expected to welcome me back. She had been the one who helped me escape, the one who believed me when no one else did. But as soon as her eyes landed on me, I knew something was wrong.Her expression wasn’t one of happiness. It wasn’t relief.It was disappointment.A deep, painful kind of disappointment that made my chest tighten.Before I could even say a word, a sharp, cruel voice sliced through the air.“Look at her,” Vanessa sneered, arms crossed over her chest. Her gaze flickered from my face to my belly, her lips curling in disgust. “Running back here like some lost little puppy. What, Damon finally threw you out? He got tired of playing with you?”I clenched my fists, my stomach twisting in anger.“Th

Chapter Fifty Eight: Sophia’s Motive? I don’t knowCara’s POVI sat alone in the sitting room, my hands resting on my stomach. The silence in the house felt heavier than usual. Liam had been acting strange since we arrived, and now, he was nowhere to be found. A part of me wanted to go look for him, but another part of me didn’t have the strength to. Maybe he just needed time to think.Just as I was lost in my thoughts, I heard footsteps. I turned to see Sophia walking in. She looked tired, like she had a lot on her mind. She sat beside me with a sigh, leaning back against the couch.“You look like you have something to say,” I said, breaking the silence.Sophia gave me a small smile but didn’t respond right away. Instead, she stared at the ceiling for a moment before speaking.“Have you ever felt like you don’t belong?” she asked suddenly.I frowned. “What do you mean?”Sophia sighed again. “Everyone in this pack expects me to follow their rules, to do what they think is right. But w

Chapter Sixty : Sophia’s MissionDamon’s POVI sat in my study, staring at the papers on my desk, but my mind was elsewhere. No matter how hard I tried to focus, my thoughts kept drifting back to Cara. I hated how she still had this effect on me. She had made her choice. She picked Liam.I should move on. I should forget.A soft knock at the door pulled me out of my thoughts. I frowned. I wasn’t expecting anyone.“Come in,” I said, my voice sharp.The door opened, and to my surprise, a woman stepped inside. Sophia.I leaned back in my chair, watching her closely. She walked in with confidence, her long brown hair falling over her shoulders, her eyes calm but observant. She was different from Cara, sharper, more calculating.“What are you doing here?” I asked.She stopped a few steps away from my desk and smiled slightly. “I wanted to see you.”I scoffed. “And why would I care about that?”She didn’t seem bothered by my coldness. “I just thought I should thank you for taking care of Ca