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Chapter 51. The Mole

Max’s POV“There wasn’t a fixed time.” I said evenly, stepping toward the center of the circle.A low chuckle came from Councilman Dorel, seated directly across from me, one leg crossed over the other, eyes glinting like coins under the moon. “Anyways, can we begin?”I took my place before them, shoulders squared, spine unyielding. I could feel it already, the slow tightening of the room and the breathless hush.Councilman Farrow adjusted his spectacles, then gave a quiet nod to an aide standing. Without a word, she stepped forward and placed a thick folder on the circular table. It contained some papers and photo prints.The folder passed from hand to hand, each council member lingering longer than the next until it finally landed in front of me.There was a long pause. Then Brielle said, voice smooth as glass, “We’ve reason to believe your recent union with Lana is not the sacred mating bond you presented it to be… but a contractual maneuver.”My pulse didn’t waver. But something in

52. Cruel memory

MAX’S POVThe elevator doors slid open with a soft chime. My shoulders were tight. Muscles tensed up with rage, and mental exhaustion. But the only thing I could think of was getting to her and giving her a tight hug.My wife. My Lana.I pressed my palm to the scanner, jaw clenched as the lock disengaged with a hiss. The door opened soundlessly. Inside, the lights were low. The lamplight spilled across the floor like sunflies. Music played faintly, it was a soft piano sound drifting from the bedroom speakers. I stepped in bracing myself for any of the questions she might have for me.The scent of her skin hit me first. It smelled faintly sweet, like peach tea and vanilla. She was curled up on the bed in one of my shirts, her legs tucked beneath her, a blanket draped over her lap. A book lay open but forgotten on her thigh.When she saw me, she sat up quickly. “You’re back.”I nodded, trying to relax the rigid set of my spine. I couldn’t do that well though. The conversation from the

53. The Veil

Lana’s POVI grabbed my bag and keys off the counter and slipped on my flats. The elevator ride down felt like a descent out of the fog that clung to that penthouse—the fog of secrets and half-answers. I really needed to breathe somewhere else for a while.The city air hit differently the moment I stepped outside. Car horns hummed beneath the static of the morning rush, people moved with purpose on the sidewalks, and above it all, the clouds stretched thin and indifferent across the blue.I hailed a car. The driver barely glanced at me before nodding. “Where to?”“I gave him Sophie’s address.The ride passed in a blur. I didn’t say much, just watched the buildings go by while I tried to shake off some upsetting thoughts.My thoughts ran louder than the traffic. I kept replaying Max’s face, the way he’d avoided my questions with a crooked smile and a soft “not now.”My chest ached with something too raw to name. I wasn’t sure if I was angry or just simply frustrated.By the time we pul

54. The leash

Lana’s POVThere was another giggle, this one was even more louder than the previous one. "Please. She’s just a cheap Omega. Everyone knows she sold herself to him to pay off her mom’s hospital bills."My feet stilled, heart seizing in my chest. I didn’t turn. I couldn’t breathe for a moment."Makes sense, right? That kind of trash can never get a real ring. Just a leash on her neck."Sophie turned so fast her heels screeched against the floor. "Excuse me?"The two werewolves, both young, perfectly styled, with their designer handbags dangling from their freshly painted fingers shook in synchronized shock. One of them, a redhead with high cheekbones, narrowed her eyes. "Can we help you?""You think spreading lies makes you relevant?" Sophie snapped, stepping forward. Her entire posture shifted, tension coiling in her limbs like a spring pulled too tight. "You don’t know a damn thing about Lana."The other Omega, blonde, scoffed. "Everyone's talking about it. It’s not a secret anymore.

55. Inner thought

Lana’s POVHis jaw clenched. He looked like he was battling something, very heavy. "This isn't your burden.""Isn't it? My love, It's my name they're dragging through the mud."He turned away, and that hurt more than any insult ever could."You're intentionally keeping me in the dark." I whispered.He didn’t deny it.I ignored him and decided to take a long bath to cool off.I stripped off my dress, stepped into the shower, and let the water fall on me until my skin turned pink. It did nothing to wash the ache away.When I stepped out wrapped in a towel, the bedroom was empty.I tried to sleep but I couldn’t.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the smirks of those girls. Heard the words again. She sold herself to him to save her mother. Pathetic.I didn’t even know their names. But they had sliced through something fragile in me.By the time I heard the room door open, hours had passed. The clock read 3:11 AM.I sat up in bed, heart pounding. My throat was dry.He came into the room. H

56. Trust

Lana’s POVThe morning light slipped through the curtains in pale streaks, brushing across the master bedroom walls. I’d barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Max’s face from last night, his cold stone, unreadable, face. The fact that he was still hiding things from me after what we’ve been through was the part that stung most. It wasn’t about the fight. It was knowing he was shutting me out.I rolled over, burying my face into the pillow that smelled faintly of laundry detergent instead of him. My chest felt heavy, it felt like someone had set a rock there in the middle of the night and dared me to breathe.I stayed there for a long while, Max was gone already. Maybe he’d left early on purpose.My phone buzzed against the nightstand. I reached for it lazily, expecting a text from Sophie or one of her endless group chats.It wasn’t.It was a call from an unknown number.I hesitated for half a heartbeat, then swiped to answer.“Hello?” My voice came out flat, tired.“Lana. I

57. The deal

When he finally pulled back, my pulse was a drumbeat in my throat. My lipstick felt ruined, my balance slightly tilted, and yet his arm was still firm around my waist, guiding me down from the stage while ignoring the avalanche of shouted questions.We slipped through the narrow side corridor, the sound of the press still buzzing faintly behind us like a hive. Here, the air was cooler, dimmer. The only heat was from the hand still at my waist.“You didn’t expect that,” he said, reading me too easily.“No,” I admitted, the word coming out quieter than I intended. My mind was still tumbling over the images that kiss had left in the press’s cameras. “You just made half the city think we’re… more than we are. I mean you want to really make me your equal business partner?”“We are, and yes I want that.” he said simply.I froze for a moment, searching his face. “Max…”He stepped closer, his shadow falling over me, his scent filling my lungs. “Lana, I’ve said it before and I’ll say it once a

58. Dessert

Lana’s POVWhen dessert arrived, a small chocolate soufflé, the conversation had already slowed. The air between us thickened. Max leaned forward, elbows on the table, his gaze never leaving mine.“I missed this,” he said simply.The words landed somewhere deep in my chest. “Me too.”He stood then, moving around the table. My pulse jumped when he stopped beside my chair and held out his hand. “Come with me, Lana.”I took it without asking where.He led me outside to the narrow deck that wrapped around the building. The night was cool, the breeze carrying the scent of the bay. The city lights shimmered across. But I didn’t notice much beyond the way he stood so close, his heat pressing into me from behind as his arms slid around my waist.His lips brushed my ear. “I’ve been patient long enough.”Before I could respond to him, he turned me in his arms and kissed me.It wasn’t tentative. It was possession, it was very deep and, hungry, like he was making up for every second we’d spent on

59. The threats

Lana’s POV“Did the courier leave a name?”He shook his head. “No ma’am . Just… left it with the doorman and walked off.”The prickle under my skin deepened into something colder.I reached for the box, surprised at how light it was. The cardboard was cool against my hands, the kind of cool that spoke of something insulated from warmth.“Thanks,” I murmured, already turning away.I didn’t open it there. The elevator ride back up felt longer than usual, the hum of the cables loud in my ears. My reflection in the mirrored walls looked pale, my knuckles white where they gripped the box.Inside the penthouse, I set it down on the kitchen counter. The sound it made was a faint thump that wasn’t heavy, but it wasn’t hollow either.A single strip of packing tape sealed the top.I found a knife in the drawer, the metallic scrape of it against the counter far too loud. My heartbeat felt like it was in my throat as I slid the blade under the tape.The cardboard flaps lifted easily.Inside, wrap

60. Forced Protection

Lana’s POVMax’s gaze didn’t flicker, but something in his jaw tightened.“I…” He hesitated, the pause stretching far too long. “I just knew.”“That’s not an answer.” My voice sharpened, though I kept it low so it wouldn’t carry beyond the room. “Max, how did you know where I was?”His eyes dropped to the floor for a fraction of a second before lifting back to mine. “I installed a tracker on your phone.”For a moment, I thought I’d misheard him. “You what?” My chair scraped the tile as I stood, the sound sharp in the sterile quiet. “You installed a tracker on my phone?”He didn’t flinch. “Yes.”“Why on earth would you even do that?” My pulse thudded against my temples, part fury, part disbelief.“Because I was worried about you.” His voice was quiet but firm, the words landing like stones.I stared at him, heat curling in my chest. “Since when?”“It’s been on your phone for a while now,” he said without hesitation this time. “I did it for your own good.”I folded my arms, the movement

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