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CHAPTER EIGHTY ONE

LIORA'S POINT OF VIEWDays folded into each other like the edges of old letters, soft at first, then dog-eared and familiar. The morning the maids whispered about Lara’s leaving, their voices stitched through the dormitory like a draft, I lay very still and listened. The world outside my window was washed in pale light; inside, the whispers seemed louder than the beat of my own heart.“Left before dawn, with only a satchel,” one of them murmured, folding linen with fingers that trembled like seedlings.“Said she couldn’t stand it here anymore.”“She never looked happier,” another replied, and their chuckle was brittle. “Alpha signed her papers himself. Gave her freedom, he did. Said she deserved better.”I perched on the edge of my narrow bed, palms pressed against the cool wood of the frame until the splinters pricked my skin. The word freedom slid across my mind like a sliver of light and then dimmed.“Why would he do that?” I asked aloud, because the question needed sound.They gla
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CHAPTER EIGHTY TWO

DRAVEN'S POINT OF VIEWThe night air bit at my skin as Leo and I rode back, the roar of our engines splitting the silence. My hands were still raw from delivering punishment to the Dawsons, but the ache in my knuckles was nothing compared to the storm inside me. I had bled my fury into them, yet the emptiness still gnawed at my chest, hungrier than before.We pulled into the village outskirts, where the lights dimmed and shadows clung to the alleys like secrets. The hall loomed ahead, a crooked building where whispers went to ferment. I killed the engine, boots striking the ground with weight, and Leo followed me inside.The stench of smoke and sweat hung heavy. A few men turned their heads, muttered greetings, but I barely noticed. My gaze swept the room until it stopped cold on a figure near the corner.A young woman stood there. Her age struck me first, she could have been Liora’s mirror in years, though her hair was darker, her stance less timid. But her eyes, sharp and unyielding
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CHAPTER EIGHTY THREE

LIORA'S POINT OF VIEWThe door slammed open with a bang that rattled the hinges. One of the younger maids stumbled in, face drained of all color, her hands clutching her apron as though it were the only thing holding her upright. Her eyes darted between me and Alpha Jacob before the words tumbled out, ragged and breathless.“Alpha Draven and his men… they’re outside!”The room stilled. I felt the air around us grow heavier, charged like the moment before a storm cracks open the sky. My blood went cold, my fingers curling into my skirt until the seams dug crescents into my skin.Alpha Jacob surged to his feet, his chair scraping harshly against the wooden floor. His eyes flashed with something fierce, rage perhaps, or a protective fire that made his broad frame look even more formidable.“He dares set foot here?” Jacob growled, his voice low but vibrating with power. “He comes to my gates to stir chaos.”I stepped forward quickly, my own heartbeat hammering in my throat. “No, Alpha. Pl
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CHAPTER EIGHTY FOUR

"I don't care," he said firmly.“Really? You think a few words and a knee in the dirt fixes what you did?” I said, stepping back so there was space between us, space I could claim as mine.My hand hovered at my stomach for a second, an automatic pause to feel the slow, patient life growing inside me. “You think you can just…come here and call it remorse?”He flinched as if the word remorse had landed like a thrown stone. His jaw clenched, the thick cord at his temple pulsing.“I don’t care about what people say,” he said, his voice low enough that only I and the nearest of his men could hear.“I don’t care if they call me weak. I don’t care if they spit my name. I care about you. I care about our baby. I...” He stopped as if the next words were a cliff-edge he didn’t dare look over.“You care now,” I cut in, bitterness like acid in my mouth.“You care now that you’ve been caught alone without your pride, on your knees where everyone can see. What are you expecting me to do, Draven? Fo
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CHAPTER EIGHTY FIVE

Draven’s jaw tightened, his eyes cutting into me as if he knew exactly what storm he had unleashed.“Yes. He died in their hands. But before he did, he told me the truth why he left, why he had to cut my mother loose. He sacrificed everything to protect her.”“I saw him,” I breathed, the words trembling out of me like a secret I had buried too deep. My voice rose, sharp and cracking. “I saw him in the rogues’ prison. So it's really him all along..”Draven’s head snapped up. “What?”My chest heaved. “When Luna and I were captured… when we were dragged into that cold, stinking hole and left to rot, I saw a man in the corner of the cell. An old man, broken, but his face, it was familiar. It haunted me even after we escaped. I thought I imagined it, or that grief had played tricks on me, because my father was supposed to be long dead. But it was him. It was him all along.”The memory rushed back with violent clarity, the damp stone walls, the smell of blood and iron, the sound of rogues s
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CHAPTER EIGHTY SIX

Alpha Draven’s voice cracked as he reached for me, desperation flashing in his eyes. “Lio… I don’t love her. Ms. Blackwood… I only use her for pleasure.”I stepped back, my heart hammering. “You… what?”He swallowed hard, shaking his head. “I’m not lying this time. The only one I… the only one I’ve ever truly loved… it’s you.”“You… love me?” My voice was sharp, incredulous.“I… I didn’t mean to say it. I… I keep denying it because…” His jaw tightened. “Because I’ve spent so long pretending I didn’t. But it’s the truth.”I felt my chest tighten. “And now you know about my father?”His eyes darkened with guilt. “Yes. I know now. Your father… he had no sin. He didn’t abandon your mother. I had no reason… no reason to hate you or him.”I shook my head, disbelief and anger mixing. “It’s too late, Draven. Too late for all of this.”I turned and slammed the door shut behind me, stepping inside and refusing to cry. The cool silence of the room pressed around me until a familiar voice broke i
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CHAPTER EIGHTY SEVEN

Jacob blinked, hesitation flickering in his eyes before he finally spoke, his words stammering out.“I… I mean I want you to stay here, Lio. Because I love you.”The words landed between us heavy and sharp, but something about them didn’t feel right. His voice cracked on the first syllable, and instead of warmth, his confession carried a weight that set my instincts on edge. My chest tightened, unease sliding through me like a shadow.“Because you love me?” I repeated, staring at him.He nodded too quickly. “Yes. That’s what I meant. I don’t want you to go wandering out there alone. I… I can’t stand the thought of you leaving like this.”But as he said it, his eyes darted past me, toward the darkened windows of the estate, as if he were looking for someone else, or something lurking just out of sight. It made my stomach twist.“Jacob…” I said softly, but firmly. I can handle myself, I want to stand using my own feet. I don’t want to rely on someone forever. I hope you understand.He s
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CHAPTER EIGHTY EIGHT

"Put the flowers down and leave,” Jacob growled, his voice even but laced with venom. “You don’t belong here, brother. Not after what you’ve done to her.”Draven’s jaw tightened, but his reply was deceptively calm. “I’m not here for you. I came for her.” He inclined his head toward me, his gaze unrelenting. “Liora deserves to see this, not hear your voice standing in the way.”Jacob shifted closer, the tension in him vibrating through the air. His hand brushed my arm, protective, possessive. “You don’t get to stand here pretending to care. You broke her. You don’t heal what you shatter by showing up with weeds wrapped in paper.”“Jacob.” My voice cut through the crackling silence before Draven could fire back.Both their heads snapped toward me, but I held my ground, spine straight, refusing to let either of them reduce me to something fragile needing defense.I stepped forward, out of Jacob’s shadow, ignoring the way his hand twitched as though to pull me back. My eyes fixed firmly o
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CHAPTER EIGHTY NINE

The way Jacob’s face shifted, fury, sorrow, tenderness all tangled together, almost broke me. His jaw clenched, and his eyes burned like wildfire as he snapped, “Do not dare blame yourself for his choices. Draven is just a stupid man, blinded by his own anger. He does not know how to value what he has lost, and he sure as hell does not know how to take responsibility for it. You are not his excuse, Lio. You never were.”He tried to argue further, tried to tell me it was not my burden to carry, but I saw the lines of truth in his eyes. I had dragged my past into his sanctuary, and no matter how much he wanted me here, he could not deny that my presence was the spark Draven chased.“I promise you, Jacob,” I whispered, my voice raw.“Tomorrow morning, I will leave. This is the only way I can give back what you have given me, peace. You deserve that.”His mouth opened as though to protest again, but in the end he only swallowed hard, stepping closer until his warmth pressed against me.“I
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CHAPTER NINETY

As if summoned by his fury, the door to the dining room creaked open. Lara stepped inside.Gone was the obedient maid who used to sweep corners with her head bowed. She walked with her chin high, eyes gleaming with something fierce and broken. The plain gray dress of her station clung to her frame, but the way she carried herself was not meek, there was defiance in the set of her shoulders, hunger burning beneath her lashes.Her eyes found me first. They dragged over my face, my belly, my place at Jacob’s table. Hatred sharpened her features until she barely resembled the soft-spoken girl who once brought me water with a quiet “Miss.”“So it’s true,” she said, voice cold. “He let you sit here. At his table. As if you belong.”Jacob’s roar shook the walls. “Enough, Lara!” His chair toppled behind him as he surged to his feet. “You will not speak to her that way. Not in my house.”Lara flinched but steadied herself, lips curling into a bitter smile. “Your house? You mean our house, Jaco
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