All Chapters of DEVEREUX'S SHARED OBSESSION : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

CALEB'S POVWe abandoned the movie before the first plot twist, marching out into the cool evening air with our pride bruised and our date completely hijacked.Desperate for a semblance of peace, Chloe steered us toward a five-star, candlelit restaurant nestled right along the waterfront, hoping the exorbitant prices and strict dress code would finally deter our shadow-like pursuers."Good evening, Ms. Chloe and Mr. Caleb. This way please..." The hostess greeted.We walked in, requested a corner table for two, and ordered a bottle of expensive red wine. For five glorious minutes, the tension melted away.The ambient classical music washed over us, and Chloe was smiling, her eyes bright as she told me a ridiculous story about her chaotic childhood.Then, the restaurant doors swung open with a heavy, deliberate thud.I didn't even have to look up. The drop in air pressure, the sudden, oppressive weight of two massive alpha auras flooding the room, was enough to make the hairs on my arms

"CALEB'S POVYou’re insufferable," I muttered, shaking my head as I finally wrenched myself away from Evander’s iron grip and stood up from the table.Evander didn’t look offended in the slightest. In fact, his chest rumbled with a low, vibrating chuckle that sent an entirely unwelcome shiver down my spine. "Save your breath, Caleb. You’ll need it."Across from me, Chloe slid her napkin onto her plate with deliberate slowness. A brilliant, knowing smirk played at the corners of her lips, entirely devoid of any real annoyance. She smoothed her silk blouse one last time and tilted her chin up."Well," Chloe said, her voice dripping with dry amusement as she looked up at the two towering alphas. "Do try to return him in one piece, boys. If his GPA drops because you two keep kidnapping him from our dates, I’ll have my father audit your packs."Lysander offered her a mock, lazy salute, though his eyes never left me. "Noted, Chloe. Thanks for keeping him warm for us.""Go to hell, Lysander,

CALEB'S POVMy lungs refused to pull in air, the heavy weight of Augustus’s body pressing the breath straight out of me. Panic clawed up my throat, sharp and frantic, but I forced my hands flat against his chest, shoving with every ounce of strength I had left."Get off me!" I gasped, twisting wildly beneath him. "Are you out of your insane mind? What are you even doing here?!"Augustus didn’t budge an inch. He was a wall of muscle and barely contained fury, his hands gripping my wrists with a bruising, inescapable hold, pinning my arms to the mattress on either side of my head. His dark eyes drilled into mine, burning with a terrifying intensity that made my stomach drop into free fall."Don't play games with me, Caleb," Augustus snarled, his voice dropping into a lethal, rasping whisper that scraped against my nerves. "I asked you a question. Why the hell were my sons looking at you like you belong to them? Why are they hovering over you like a pair of rabid guard dogs?""Your sons?

AUGUSTUS POVMy thumb hovered over the screen of my phone, the blue light casting sharp, harsh shadows across my face. Without breaking eye contact with Caleb’s terrified, wide-eyed gaze, I tapped the screen."Be at our bedroom in five minutes. Be ready for me." I added one more line, a deliberate, cruel punctuation mark to test the limits of the game we were all playing. "If I’m satisfied with your preparation… it might be a long night for us."I hit send.A heartbeat later, the sharp, distinct chime of a mobile phone ringing pierced the quiet from the hallway just outside the heavy oak door.Instantly, a sharp, ragged gasp cut through the air, followed by the frantic, scurrying thud of bare feet sprinting away down the corridor, desperate to escape what had just been heard.Caleb slumped back against the pillows, letting out a long, shuddering breath of pure, unadulterated relief that sounded dangerously close to a sob. He buried his face in his hands, his

CALEB'S POV By the time I finally reached Louie’s café, the bruised, amber glow of dusk was already bleeding across the sky.Inside the dimly lit café, the scent of roasted coffee beans and old leather hung heavy in the air. This was the exact spot where Louie had first orchestrated our meeting.Sitting alone at a corner booth near the frosted glass window was Kale. He looked preoccupied, tapping his fingers nervously against a ceramic mug.He had also been delayed earlier by some unexpected last-minute gigs, though he hadn't bothered to disclose the specifics of where or why.I slid into the booth across from him, dragging in a ragged breath to steady my trembling hands."Kale," I began, clearing my throat to banish the gravelly tremor left over from Augustus’s mouth. "Look, I’m really sorry I kept you waiting. It’s been... an absolute hell of a day."Kale offered a tight, lopsided smile, his eyes darting away for a fraction of a second before locking back onto mine. "Don't sweat it