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Chapter 101

ScottJace’s fist still burned against my face, the sting of it hot in my nose and lips. For a moment, he stood there, chest heaving, his eyes locked on mine. I could see it in him, the desire to push further, to prove himself but the fear too, the knowledge that if he stayed, he’d lose. He was very aware of what I was capable of.Then, without a word, he turned sharply, leaving.I smirked through the blood on my lips, my voice mocking, low. “Why are you leaving so soon, brother?”He stiffened at the door but never turned back, ignoring me, and stormed out.The room felt emptier without him, but the fury in me didn’t ebb. My fist slammed into the wall, once, twice, over and over, stone biting into skin until my knuckles split and blood streaked the surface. I pressed my forehead to the wall, my breath ragged. Still, it wasn’t enough to quiet the rage clawing inside me. Nothing was.******Hours later, we sat together in the dining hall, my mother at the head of the table, looking aliv

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Chapter 102

Louisa/Agnes POV I smiled faintly at myself in the mirror, though my lips trembled at first. It was the only way I knew to calm the storm tightening my chest. The reflection staring back at me looked composed, her hair falling neatly over her shoulders, her light-blue flare gown softening her frame. I nodded once, as if sealing an agreement with myself. You can do this.Slipping out of the room, I closed the door gently behind me and made my way to the sitting room. The morning light filtered through the tall windows, painting the floor in long streaks of gold. A maid passed by, carrying folded linens against her chest.I stopped her with a small smile. “Has Luna Margaret not come out yet?”She shook her head quickly. “No, my lady, she hasn’t.”My eyes flicked toward the clock on the far wall. “But she said nine. It’s ten minutes past.”The maid hesitated, her voice cautious. “Shall I check up on her for you?”I shook my head, raising a hand gently. “No. She should take her time.”Th

Dernière mise à jour : 2025-09-09

Chapter 103

Louisa/Agnes“Tell me,” Margaret pressed, her voice steady but sharp with expectation. “I want to know.”I drew in a slow breath, filling my lungs until they ached, then released it carefully. My eyes stayed fixed on the road ahead, the horizon pulling me in like an escape. “You should discuss this with your son,” I said finally, my voice calm but firm.She glanced at me, her mouth tightening before she gave a small hum. “Alright then,” she murmured, not conceding so much as shifting her line of attack. “So what about you, child? How did you meet my other son…Jace?”The sound of his name made my chest tighten. I turned my head slightly, meeting her eyes. “I met him in the Leatherhead Pack,” I said softly. “We became friends… and then, we fell in love.”I wasn't even sure if my words were believable but I needed to say something. It's not like I know exactly how Jace met Louisa but at least I was certain they met in the Leatherhead Pack.The car jolted faintly as Margaret’s hands stiff

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Chapter 104

Louisa/Agnes“Mia!” Margaret’s voice rang out, warm and delighted. She lifted her hand, her face brightening as though sunlight had just entered the room. “You came.”Mia’s lips curled into a knowing smile as she strode closer, every heel-click sharp with intent. “It’s not every day I get summoned by my best Luna,” she said smoothly, her tone dripping with confidence.My chest tightened, the words striking me like a slap. Summoned? My mind reeled. Margaret must have called her or perhaps even texted her. She wanted Mia here, She planned this. I bet she planned on bringing her home with us.Mia’s gaze flicked toward me as she walked, her eyes cutting sharp, the corner of her lips twisting just enough to make her disdain clear. That single glance burned, a silent challenge thrown across the space between us.She stopped before Margaret and bowed deeply, her dark hair spilling forward. Margaret rose instantly, her emerald gown whispering against the floor as she opened her arms and embra

Dernière mise à jour : 2025-09-10

Chapter 105

Louisa/AgnesMargaret inhaled slowly, her chest rising and falling as though she was swallowing the entire weight of the room. Then, without another word, she nodded at the nearest hairdresser.The woman scrambled forward, bowing slightly before reaching for the combs. Margaret sank gracefully into the chair before the mirror, her expression cool and unreadable. One by one, the stylists returned to their tasks, though their hands trembled.Mia slid into the chair beside her, crossing her legs slowly, deliberately, the smirk never leaving her lips. She leaned closer, her voice soft, “She’s an enemy you don’t want to keep around.”I said nothing. My gaze lingered on them, cool and steady, even as something burned low in my stomach. Margaret didn’t answer either, her eyes fixed on her own reflection while the hairdresser twisted and pinned her dark strands with trembling hands.Mia, unsatisfied, shifted her attention. She snapped her fingers at another stylist lingering near the corner.

Dernière mise à jour : 2025-09-11

Chapter 106

Louisa/Agnes I sank onto the cushioned seat, my body trembling with rage and disbelief. My palms itched, every fiber of me screaming to call on my power, to burn this silver prison down. But I couldn’t. Not here. Not now. They mustn’t see what was coming, not yet.So I clenched my fists in my lap and gritted my teeth until my jaw ached. For a heartbeat, I thought I could endure it, wait it out.Then something snapped inside me.“Consequences be damned,” I hissed under my breath, shooting to my feet. My hands lifted, the faint glow of power thrumming under my skin as I stretched them toward the door. The air crackled, heavy with the storm rising inside me.But before I could release it, the lock clicked.The door swung open.Three broad-shouldered men flooded in, shadows swallowing the small room. Their boots struck the floor in unison, and before I could even draw back, their hands clamped down on me.“Who are you?” I spat.They didn’t answer. Two seized my arms, yanking me forward,

Dernière mise à jour : 2025-09-11

Chapter 107

Scott The cellar smelled of damp stone and old iron. I moved through it the way I moved through everything I wanted to break: deliberate, patient, certain. Kane was already there, shackled to the post, silver chains biting into his wrists and ankles. He looked smaller like that, deflated where he’d once been roaring and dangerous. The blood on his lip had dried into a dark smile that still tried to curl at the edges.“You were my friend, I trusted you.” I said, standing close enough to feel the heat of his ragged breath. He spat at my boots. “And you were a fool to trust me,” he rasped.Something inside me snapped, and I gave the guards a single, slow look. They understood it without being told. The whip came down in a smooth half-circle and the leather cracked through the air. Kane’s head jerked. He groaned, muscles trembling as the rope-burn traced along his back.“Again,” I said. My voice was quiet, controlled, but the edges were keen. “Make it count.”They obliged. The whip san

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