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CHAPTER 70: THEY'RE ALL GONE JORDAN:"Don't talk like that," I said to Catherine, my voice stern but soft. "You’re exhausted. You’ve been through hell today. You need to rest, find your strength. We’ll handle the rest.""I can't rest!" she snapped, her eyes flashing with a spark of her old fire. She pushed my hand away and sat up, swinging her legs over the side of the bed. "How am I supposed to sleep knowing my entire future is at stake? Every minute Denzel is in that hall is a minute we could be forcing him to end this. This is my only shot, Mr. Canon. If he leaves this territory, the Council of Elders will lose their grip on him. He’ll go back to his pack, hide behind his rogues, and I’ll be tied to him forever. I need that ritual undone now."I stood up, trying to match her energy to keep her calm. "Listen to me. I’m the Alpha King's nephew, and all these Alphas—including that pathetic excuse for a man, Denzel—are under the Alpha King's jurisdiction right now. And he'll help us.

CHAPTER 72: BREAKING THE BONDJORDAN:When King Kenan told the priestess to begin, she moved with surprising speed. She grabbed a bowl made of a hollowed-out wolf skull and filled it with a thick, black liquid that smelled like copper and vinegar. She motioned for Catherine and Denzel to stand back-to-back in the center of a chalk circle.“To tie a knot is easy,” the priestess chanted, her voice growing deeper, echoing off the stone walls. “To tear it apart requires the breaking of the thread.”She took a long, jagged needle made of silver and dipped it into the black liquid. She walked around them, chanting in a low, guttural growl that sounded like a wolf’s snarl. Then, she stopped.“The blood of the Alpha,” she hissed, grabbing Denzel’s hand and pricking his thumb. She let three drops fall into the skull bowl.“The soul of the Maiden,” she said, doing the same to Catherine.Then, the priestess began to draw symbols on the floor around them using the mixture. As she finished the las

CHAPTER 74: DRAMA AT THE RESTAURANT CATHERINE:The silence in the SUV was so heavy it made me feel uncomfortable. Jordan kept his eyes glued to the road, his knuckles white against the leather steering wheel. He’d left Melvin and the rest of the guards back at Denzel’s pack, giving them strict orders to stay on the elders' necks until they had pronounced a verdict on Denzel.Jordan wanted Denzel tossed into a hole he could never climb out of for all the atrocities he had committed.I leaned my head against the cool glass of the window, watching the trees blur into dark streaks as the sun started to dip below the horizon. The sky was turning a bruised purple, and honestly, that’s exactly how I felt—bruised. We’d spent the whole damn day in those council chambers, at the clinic and finally, at Denzel's pack temple, fighting for my freedom, and I was beyond drained.Then, my stomach decided to join the conversation. It let out a long, loud growl that echoed in the quiet car. I felt my

CHAPTER 76: WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?CATHERINE:The moment Jordan's hand shot out and grabbed mine, the contact felt like a lightning strike. A massive, jagged spark shot straight down my spine, making my toes curl and my breath hitch in my throat. I froze, my heart hammering against my ribs. It was such a powerful reaction.I didn't know why his touch did this to me. I’d been touched by guys before but none had such an electrifying effect on me. Denzel’s grip had always felt like a cold chain. A few other guys at the academy had also held my arm. But this? This felt like coming home and getting electrocuted at the same time.But then, my brows furrowed as Jordan ripped his hand away. He didn't just let go; he pulled back like my skin was made of bubbling lava. His jaw was clenched so tight I could see the muscles jumping in his cheek, and his eyes were dark, stormy, and completely unreadable.I sat there, paralyzed, trying so hard to read his mind. Did he also feel the spark

CHAPTER 78: LET ME GIVE YOU A LIFT CATHERINE:The day hadn't fully broken when my eyes snapped open. I stayed under the covers for a minute, staring at the ceiling and wishing I could just pull the blanket over my head and stay there for a decade. But life doesn't stop just because you made a fool of yourself in a black SUV.I dragged myself into the bathroom and turned the shower on as hot as I could stand it. As the water hit my skin, the memories of yesterday came rushing back like a flood I couldn't stop. I could still feel the phantom heat of Jordan’s hand on my shoulder as he nudged me aside, asking me what I thought I was doing. My heart had stuttered, and then—the worst part—the rejection.I’d actually leaned in. I’d actually tried to kiss my boss. My face went hot, my cheeks turning a deep shade of red even under the steaming water. “You are nothing but my secretary,” his voice echoed in my head, cold and sharp. The humiliation felt like a heavy weight in my stomach."Get it