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Chapter 91

Sophia's POVThe world shrank down to the gap between Marcus and me as he stared at me in utter disbelief. The noise from the waterfront stalls, the birds overhead, the far-off hum of cars all blurred into a distant buzz. There was just his face, that striking structure of it falling apart into something bare and harsh as he cycled through every feeling in a rush."What is he talking about?" Marcus said again, the words a rough breath. His fingers darted out, wrapping tight around my upper arm. The hold was too firm, clingy and frantic. "Sophia.Look at me. Tell me this is some error."Victor didn't budge, but the pair of sharp-dressed guys adjusted just a touch, their attention honing in on Marcus's grasp. A wordless alert.I didn't yank free. I let him keep hold, let him sense the stiffness in my limb, and I locked eyes with him. "It's no error. I reached out to him. I'm heading out with him."The bewilderment in his stare flared up, anger scorching it clean. The pain twisted into d

Dernière mise à jour : 2026-01-26

Chapter 92

Sophia's POVThe stunned look on Jessica's face gave me a quick sense of satisfaction, even if it didn't last long. I wasn't shocked to run into her here—this was her dad's place, after all, her territory. I'd figured our paths would cross eventually; I just hadn't thought it'd happen so fast, or right at my doorstep.I held her angry stare with a steadiness I wasn't fully feeling inside. "Jessica.""What the hell are you doing in my house?" she hissed again, her voice low and sharp. She pushed forward, making me step back into the room. She shut the door behind her with a firm click, trapping us inside. The fancy suite suddenly seemed way too small and suffocating."Your dad invited me," I replied, keeping my voice even. I wasn't about to let her see me shaken up. Not this time."My dad has a habit of picking up strays he thinks have some promise," she fired back, her gaze sweeping over me with clear contempt. "He spots a damaged piece and figures he can repair it for his own purposes

Dernière mise à jour : 2026-01-27

Chapter 93

Sophia's POVThe quiet that Ethan left in his wake was like a void, quickly overtaken by the jagged noise of Jessica's crying. They weren't pretty, soft tears, but rough, messy gasps that told of everything falling apart. She backed away from me unsteadily, dropping into a plush armchair like her knees had given out.I mean, she got what she deserved."You can't... you can't really mean that," she gasped, even though Ethan had already walked away. Her desperate gaze flew to her father. "Dad. Tell him he can't do this. Red Creek is my home. My job is there!"Victor's expression was a perfect mask of restrained frustration. The fatherly worry for his daughter clashed with the calculating thoughts of the Great Alpha who'd just watched his planned union between his successor and his own child get shattered in public, in a brutal way. His eyes lingered on the empty doorway, his jaw set tight."Ethan," Victor's voice echoed down the corridor, steady but laced with an alpha's authority that

Dernière mise à jour : 2026-01-28

Chapter 94

Sophia's POVI just need a break, is that too much to ask?Marcus. He was leaning against a thick pine trunk, one hand braced against it as if to hold himself upright. Even in the moonlight, I could see the disarray. His shirt was untucked, his hair a wild mess.An empty bottle dangled from his other hand."You came," he slurred, pushing himself upright. A wobbly, triumphant smile spread across his face. "I knew you would. Knew you wouldn't leave me out here.""Marcus, you have to go," I said, my voice low but firm. I kept a good fifteen feet between us. "You can't be here. If Victor's guards find you,""Fuck Victor!" he roared, the sound startling a bird from a nearby branch. "Fuck him and his money and his guards!You're mine! You don't get to hide behind him!" He took a lurching step forward. "We're leaving. Now. Get in the car."I hadn't seen a car. He must have parked miles away and stumbled through the woods. The audacity."I'm not going anywhere with you. Look at yourself. You'

Dernière mise à jour : 2026-01-29

Chapter 95

Sophia's POVThe south sunroom was filled with warm sunlight and lush green plants, a complete escape from the cold marble of the main house.With Thorne there, it transformed into something entirely different. We sank into a cushioned wicker sofa, and for a while, we simply sat, soaking in the ease of being together. The simple normalcy of it soothed me like nothing else."Okay," Thorne said, tucking her legs beneath her. "Begin with the text. 'He's not safe.' My heart practically froze. Then Ethan charged out of the pack house like he was on a mission, and nobody would explain a thing to me."So, I shared everything. I began with the gradual control, the bolted doors, how Marcus's apologies always edged into accusations. I described the stifling quiet of that barren apartment, the marked wrist, the constant dread that shadowed me. I didn't skip the embarrassment of having picked it, of turning my back on Ethan to step into that mess.

Dernière mise à jour : 2026-01-30

Chapter 96

Sophia's POVThe ground under my feet felt like it was melting away. The steady buzz of the printer, the far-off tapping of keyboards, the gentle rush of the air conditioning—all faded into a distant hum, overwhelmed by the thumping rush of blood in my ears. Arrested. Handcuffs. Maison's nose."Sophia?" Mara's voice came from what seemed like miles away, laced with worry."You look as white as a ghost. Want to sit for a minute?"I shook my head, the movement stiff and awkward. "No. No, I'm... I have to talk to Maison."I didn't hang around for her reply. I spun around and headed off, with quiet murmurs trailing behind me.Maison's office door was shut. Through the glass panel, I spotted him by his drafting table, chatting with two lead designers, gesturing at a big layout of blueprints. His side was facing me.I didn't bother knocking. I just shoved the door open.The three guys glanced up. The designers' faces went from intent concentration to instant, uneasy awkwardness. Maison's ga

Dernière mise à jour : 2026-02-03

Chapter 97

Sophia's POVThe word "space" lingered between us on that dingy urban sidewalk, and I saw it twist in Marcus's head. The hurt bewilderment in his gaze didn't ease into resignation; it sharpened into something guarded and wary. The change was slight, like a hunter picking up on a fresh kind of snare."Space," he echoed, his tone dull. He edged half a step closer, shrinking the gap I'd made. The openness vanished, swapped for a keen, probing sharpness. "Or is it not space you're after, but a straight path back to him? To Maison?"It was the worst move he could make. A searing thread of rage, pulled tight for weeks, finally broke loose."This!" I burst out, my words cutting sharp through the city noise. A couple walking by shot us a surprised look. I didn't give a damn. "This is precisely why I need space! Why I need a whole sea separating us! It's never about my feelings, my needs, right? It's always some other guy! Ethan, Victor, now Maison!You're so fixated on imaginary competitors s

Dernière mise à jour : 2026-02-04

Chapter 98

Sophia's POVThe space inside the cupboard was pitch-black, musty, and crushingly tight. The thin strip of light sneaking through the decorative slots in the door was my sole link to the world beyond. I shoved myself against the rear wall, desperate to blend into the scratchy blankets and dusty board game cartons, fighting to hush the rasp of my own breaths.Two pairs of shoes stepped into the room. One was the steady, recognizable stride of Victor. The other carried more weight, with a faint, intentional scrape from a boot heel."The Renault kid got out today," Victor's words pierced the quiet, nearer than I'd guessed. He had to be by the desk. "No surprise on the follow-up from that architect guy. Pure soft-heartedness.""A flaw," a fresh voice concurred. It was rough, weathered, and flat as a board. The security chief, I figured. "Should we keep tabs on him?""Keep it loose. His value's dropping off. He's turned into more of a headache than a play. Shift our eyes to the Blackwell p

Dernière mise à jour : 2026-02-05

Chapter 99

Ethan's POVThe burden of the Blackwell Alpha role had never pressed down harder than in the quiet, lamp-glowed office of my own property. Charts and area updates littered the wooden desk, but the details were fading. All that stood out was the broken expression on Jessica's face, the icy letdown in Victor's gaze, and underneath everything, the shadow of Sophia's look when I'd pressed my lips to her forehead in that bare room, a blend of ease and total heartbreak."The patrols on the east ridge are griping about the fresh schedule," Idris mentioned, his deep tone steady from across the table. He was my second-in-command, my trusted aide, a giant of a guy with a brain as keen as the combat blades he kept on him. "Silas's tweaks are... sudden. They work, but they're sudden.A few of the veteran wolves are muttering.""Let them mutter," I replied, my words gritty. I kept my eyes on a pointless dirt quality rundown. "Silas reports to me. His directives are final. If they've got issues wit

Dernière mise à jour : 2026-02-06

Chapter 100

Sophia's POVThe colors on my monitor smeared into a pointless mix of hues. Samples of material for the Kensington job were strewn over my workspace, but my mind kept replaying chess pieces tumbling in a shadowy cupboard, and Victor's voice, detached and precise: She is a key. We just need to find the right lock.My existence had turned into a thriller story, and I was the reluctant, ill-prepared lead. Every exchange at Thornwood felt loaded now, like a show where I missed my cues. The pressure of it throbbed in my skull, ready to drown out the everyday grind of my work.The act was fragile, yet it stuck.As the daylight started to mellow, Maison showed up at my office entrance."I'm wrapping up. Need a lift somewhere? It's along my route." His words were easygoing, a simple gesture between coworkers. But the worry in his gaze was deeper.The idea of that quiet, observant trip back to Thornwood in a chauffeured vehicle suddenly seemed intolerable. A bit more time in regular company, w

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