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Chapter 51: The Questioning

Scarlett's POV I had never been good at waiting.Especially not like this—locked in my room, stripped of control, left to wonder what was being said without me. Every tick of the clock on the wall made my spine tighter, my breath shallower. I had paced the floor so much I was sure the carpet would have a path worn through by the time someone came to get me.But no one did.Not Anna. Not one of the guards. Not even some low-ranking wolf with half a brain and enough fear to run messages for me.I heard voices hours ago, low and muffled beyond the thick walls. But then… nothing. Like someone had muted the entire world outside my door.I had checked my reflection twice already. My hair was perfect. My lips tinted just enough to look natural. My eyes outlined in soft brown, not too heavy, not too bare. I knew how to look like the calmest person in any room. I had trained for it. I’d survived with it.But this silence? It was calculated. And it was making my fingers itch.So when the knock

Chapter 52: Meeting Astrid

Scarlett's POV “No,” I said. “I didn’t know.”His gaze flickered over my face. Searching. Testing. Waiting for something to crack.I didn’t blink, to avoid breaking.It was only when he finally nodded once and stepped back that I felt my knees nearly give out beneath me. I held my stance, refusing to crumble. But inside, my heart was hammering.I had survived worse. I could survive this too.But something had shifted.And I wasn’t sure if I was the one still holding the knife.I actually thought they’d summon me formally. Maybe send someone. Maybe let me walk in with enough dignity to hold my head high. But instead, the door was cracked—just enough for me to step in and feel the air shift.I paused at the threshold.Ethan stood with his back to me. Astrid sat across the room, her expression unreadable, posture too calm for someone who’d barged into my territory like she still belonged in it. Liam stood at her side, arms folded, jaw clenched tight like the sight of me alone made his s

Chapter 53: Scarlett's Lies

Astrid's POVI hate her guts. I hate everything about her.The way she tilts her chin, pretending the world owes her something. The way her lips curve in that smug little smile that people somehow still believe. I’ve seen liars. I’ve heard lies. But Scarlett? Scarlett breathes them.She stood there like nothing touched her. Like she wasn’t the reason I spent years hiding my son. Like she hadn’t looked me in the eye just now and called him her child.She even called him Calen.I curled my fingers into fists at my sides, my sharp nails digging into my palms. It was the only thing keeping me from lunging across the table and wiping that painted look of sympathy off her face.Liam stood just a step behind me. His silence was a wall between my rising anger and the urge to shout. And Ethan—he stood off to the side, arms crossed, eyes locked on Scarlett. His jaw was tight, but unreadable.No one spoke at first.Liam finally stepped forward. “There’s a way to prove it. Call the seer.”Scarlet

Chapter 54: — Seeing through it all

Ethan's POVScarlett lied. No matter what she said, she lied and attempted to cover up her lies.First, she accepted that she birthed Liam. Next, she's giving us reasons why she must have stolen him from Astrid, like we were supposed to nod and pretend it all made sense. Like it was normal to shift a story that drastically and expect no one to blink. Every word out of her mouth was carefully chosen, meant to distract. She played it so smoothly, just enough truth sprinkled into the fiction to keep the room tilted in her favor. But I saw it. I saw the cracks. The flickers of guilt behind her eyes she thought I wouldn’t catch. The way her hands twitched slightly when Astrid spoke. The way her voice tightened when River’s real name came up. She was trying to rewrite the truth, slowly, steadily. One version at a time. First, she was the grieving mother. Then she was the victim. Then she was the one who loved him the most. But none of that explained why she kept changing her story. And n

Chapter 55:The fragile lies

Astrid’s POVI was lead to a room after a long walk by a maid. I was tired. Bone-deep and soul-hollowing tired, but my body refused to settle.The room Ethan had shown me to was quiet, dimly lit, and far too large for someone with a mind this loud. It was painted royal blue and gold, with art design patterns around it. It was as if it was for seen that I will be spending a night here, because the colour happens to be my favorite. I almost chuckled in disbelief as I think that Ethan knows the little things about me. I trace my hands across the design patterns, noting the distinct and unique pattern they are drawn. I’d folded the duvet back and slipped beneath it an hour ago, but sleep was nowhere near. It wasn’t even teasing me from a distance. My thoughts had barricaded the door.I turned again, this time facing the wall, the sheets tangled around my legs. I stared at the gray shadows the lamp carved across the floor and let my jaw tighten as Scarlett’s voice echoed in my head.He’s m

Chapter 56: Getting comfortable

Astrid's POV The bathroom was bigger than I expected. Too big, honestly. It had this pristine coldness to it, like no one had used it in months. The lights were warm-toned, the tiles spotless, but it still didn’t feel like mine. Nothing here really did.Still, I stood at the door for a moment, eyes sweeping over the sleek tub tucked against the wall, the silver fixtures glinting beneath the overhead light. A bathtub. A real one. Just a bath. And suddenly, that sounded like exactly what I needed.I stripped slowly because my limbs were sore and heavy, and my thoughts heavier. I peeled off each layer like they were made of memory—reminders of every second of the last twenty-four hours. The lies, the tension, Ethan’s silence, Liam’s reassuring eyes.I folded my clothes and placed them neatly on the small stool beside the sink. It felt stupid to care about wrinkles, but order helped. Folding things helped. It was something to do with my hands that didn’t involve pointing a finger or rais

Chapter 57: — Wild imaginations

Ethan's POV"Fuck!" I said quietly to myself but with the intended force. Way to go, seriously, now Astrid will no longer see me as only an enemy, but a pervert and a cheat too. But the truth was that no matter how hard I tried, I could not stop staring at her boobs. They were so firm and so... inviting. I could barely control myself around her. I wanted to fling whatever white piece she used to cover herself and bend her down to her knees. But I couldn't, and I allowed the mental image leave my head immediately because she was not my woman. 'Keep telling yourself that' an inner mind whispered to me, and I cussed even more.I had to walk into my room and convinced myself that Astrid wasn't mine to own. I tried so hard, but I ended up jerking off to her name in the shower, but even that wasn't enough.I sighed and walked towards Scarlett's room, determined to remove every imprint of Astrid in my head through her. But I was wrong. The moment I entered into her room, I kissed her deeply and

Chapter 58: Shadows of the Truth

Scarlett's POV I didn't need anyone to tell me to tell me that Ethan wasn't turned on for me. I hate to think that somehow, he just have seen Astrid and got turned on. I had to act like I was enjoying the whole process. Don't get me wrong, Ethan was really good in bed, but he wasn't just for me.I guess he felt it too because he quickly finished and almost left before I trapped him with my question.I asked him if he believed me, and he faltered. I knew deep in my bones that he doesn't trust me, and I could leave by it. *****The door clicked shut behind Ethan, its sound echoing louder than it should have in the stillness of the room. I remained seated on the edge of the bed, the warmth of his touch lingering on my hands, now cold and empty. He said he believed me. The words were there, but the conviction was absent. I saw it in his eyes—the hesitation, the doubt. He didn't believe me.I rose slowly, crossing the room to the mirror. My reflection stared back, composed and poised, b

Chapter 59: D-Day

Ethan's POV Some days announce themselves with thunder. This one arrived with quiet dread.The sky was dull grey at dawn. No birds, no breeze, just a stillness that made the house feel like it was holding its breath. I sat at the edge of the bed for a long time, boots half-laced, staring at nothing. My shirt clung to my back, damp with sweat, though the morning air was cool.The day has finally begun.To be honest, the day’s activities moved so fast. First, I sent two of my most trusted men to bring the Seer — Dallan and Reeve. They didn’t ask questions. No one did. Not today.Next, I did a round check on everyone, just to be sure they were still breathing. I wish that was an exaggeration. With this kind of tension, it wouldn’t surprise me to find someone dead before the Seer even spoke a word.The house was bursting with activity — too much movement for how quiet everyone was. It wasn’t the usual morning chaos of servants and guards. This was different. It was controlled and tense,

Chapter 60: The Uncovering

Astrid's POV Right after the Seer spoke, my heart began to pound so loudly I was so sure everyone could hear it. Not just beating — thudding, frantic and uneven, like it wanted to break out of my chest and run far from the truth that had just been spoken.I stood there, frozen, trying to breathe, but the air felt thick, like I was underwater and sinking fast. The kind of stillness that comes right before everything breaks.I looked at Scarlett.Her skin was paler than I’d ever seen it. Not the usual poised calm she wore like armor, but something rawer and shaken. Her lips parted slightly, but no words came. She just stared at River with wide, empty eyes — eyes that weren’t calculating or clever now, just afraid.And in that moment, I didn’t know whether to step back or run to him.River lay still where Ethan had gently lowered him, moments before the Seer’s prophecy. The vial had already done its work — his breathing soft, his body slack, as if sleeping through the storm we were all

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