Todos los capítulos de Married To My Best Friend; Her Blood, My Passion : Capítulo 111 - Capítulo 120

Evans POVThe small white nursery card fluttered out of Hailey's trembling fingers, settling onto the cold tile floor of the utility hallway right under the dim beam of my flashlight. I reached down and picked it up, my eyes scanning the crisp, elegant cursive that spelled out our exact due date with terrifying precision, realization hitting my chest like a heavy lead weight."We are leaving tonight," I said, my voice cutting through the damp chill of the basement as I took her arm and pulled her toward the stairs, not giving either of us time to hesitate. "Go up to the rooms and grab what you can fit into one bag, Hailey, because we are not waiting until Friday."We left for the south of France two days early, abandoning the original schedule before the morning shift of watchers could even realize the main house was empty. I did not tell anyone the new departure time or the exact location, choosing to keep the logistics entirely inside my own head to prevent any further leaks from re

Calix POVThe shadow between the thick oak trunks shifted again, the movement broad enough to rustle the lower dry brambles. Iris stood frozen behind me, her breath coming in a short, sharp gasp that caught in her throat as I stepped past her on the damp grass."Stay back by the porch," I told her, keeping my voice down to a harsh whisper while I lifted my hands away from my waist, making sure they were empty and completely visible under the pale starlight.Calix walks toward the tree line alone, hands visible, moving slowly.Every stride felt heavy, my boots sinking into the soft dirt of the garden as I closed the distance between the safe house and the dark perimeter. The figure does not run. It steps forward into the edge of the light and Calix stops walking, my boots locking into the weeds about ten feet away from the brush.It is a man he has never seen before, middle-aged, unremarkable-looking, the kind of face that disappears in a crowd, standing with his hands in his coat pock

Evans POVThe silence in the farmhouse kitchen broke the moment Hailey dropped the photograph onto the table, the small square of paper sliding against the wood until it hit the edge of my coffee mug. I reached down, picked up the print, and read the dark handwriting on the back myself, my jaw locking tightly as the implications settled into my chest."She is right under our noses," I muttered, looking across the table at Calix, who was already reaching for his coat to head back out to the perimeter lines. "She has been living there for three years, right around the corner from the estate, and we completely missed her.""We were looking for laboratory markers and missing data files, Evans," Calix said, pausing by the door, his eyes turning back to the glossy image under the yellow bulb. "We were not looking for a freelance neighbor who does not even know her own bloodline."I did not waste another second, pulling my primary phone from my breast pocket and dialing Marcus before the res

HaileyThe clock on the wall had barely struck midnight when my ability slammed into my chest like a sudden, ice-cold blade.I woke up gasping for air, clutching the bedsheets as a wave of pure, overwhelming terror washed through every nerve in my body. It was not my own fear, nor was it the familiar echo of Nancy’s or Iris’s anxiety. This emotion belonged to a total stranger, someone I had never laid eyes on, yet her panic vibrated in my blood so vividly that my heart hammered against my ribs until I could barely breathe.I sat up in the dark, looking over at Evans sleeping beside me. I wanted to shake him awake, to tell him about the crushing weight pressing against my temples, but the pull in my mind was too strong, drawing me toward the window like a magnetic force. I slipped out of bed silently, grabbed a jacket, and crept down the hallway, stepping around the loose floorboards to avoid waking Calix or the security team.The back door opened with barely a whisper as I stepped out

POV: EvansThe signal on my tablet flickered, then locked onto a single tower south of the main road."She is at the rail yard," I said, slamming my palm against the dashboard as Calix took a sharp corner, sent gravel flying against the undercarriage."Are you sure?" Calix gripped the steering wheel, his eyes glued to the dark road ahead. "If we miscalculate this, Frost's men get to them first.""Hailey’s phone pinged the repeater two minutes ago," I told him, zooming in on the satellite grid. "She left the safe house with Sera. Look at the grid. There is another vehicle already moving through the perimeter.""How many?" Calix asked, his knuckles white against the leather."Just one car so far, but they are sweeping the yard slowly," I replied, pulling my sidearm from the lockbox between our seats, checking the chamber with a heavy metallic click. "They know she is in there."Calix cut our headlights three hundred yards out, coasting the sedan into the shadows of an overgrown siding.