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Callie POVThe Voss family estate was quiet that afternoon, the kind of quiet money buys—thick carpets swallowing footsteps, crystal chandeliers catching sunlight in lazy sparkles, air scented with fresh lilies and expensive perfume. I lounged on the cream leather sofa in the sunroom, legs tucked beneath me, flipping through the latest Vogue. The pages smelled like ink and privilege. On the low glass tea table in front of me sat a tower of delicate desserts: macarons in pastel shades, chocolate truffles dusted with gold leaf, a slice of raspberry mille-feuille I hadn’t touched yet. Steam curled from my coffee cup, carrying notes of vanilla and caramel. Everything perfect. Controlled. Mine.Until Nylah came barreling down the curved staircase like a storm in designer heels.“Callie! Lucas was released!” Her voice cracked the silence like glass. She skidded to a stop at the bottom, cheeks flushed, eyes wide with panic. “It was Alpha Asher who helped him! How… how did he find out about t

Hazel POV“That’s good. Come home. I’ll make soup for you later.”Mom’s voice was warm on the phone, laced with that quiet worry she tried to hide. It wrapped around me like a blanket, but it couldn’t touch the cold knot in my stomach.“Alright…” I whispered back.The line went dead. I stood there on the sidewalk, phone still pressed to my ear for a second longer, like if I held on, the world wouldn’t feel so tilted. The bus stop was behind me, home just a short ride away. But my feet wouldn’t move toward it. Instead, they carried me forward—aimless, wandering down unfamiliar streets.The city blurred around me. Cars honked in the distance. People rushed past, laughing into their phones, carrying shopping bags, living normal lives. Mine felt shattered. Pregnant. With his child. Alpha Asher’s child. The words echoed in my head over and over, each one heavier than the last.Should I tell him?The question gnawed at me. He was the father—biologically, at least. But what did that mean? He

Hazel POVThe moment the words left his mouth—“It’s really you!”—my world tilted.I spun around so fast the room blurred. Alpha Asher stood inches away, towering over me, his dark eyes locked on mine with an intensity that made my knees buckle. Up close, he looked even more imposing—suit crisp, jaw set, that cold aura radiating like heat from a fire. But there was something else in his gaze: recognition, surprise, and a flicker of something raw I couldn’t name.I jumped back instinctively, heart slamming against my ribs. My heel caught on the edge of the carpet runner. I lost my balance, arms flailing as I tipped backward toward the display of crystal tiaras.His hand shot out—fast, sure. Fingers wrapped around my upper arm, pulling me upright before I could fall. The touch was firm, electric. Memories crashed over me: that same grip in the parking garage, pinning me, claiming me. I gasped, yanking away, but he didn’t let go.“Let me—” I started, voice cracking.He didn’t wait for the

Hazel POVThe car kept moving, eating up the miles like it was hungry for distance. Streetlights grew sparse, then vanished altogether. The city skyline shrank in the rearview mirror until only dark fields and the occasional glow of distant houses remained. My hands clenched in my lap, nails digging into my palms. Every passing minute made the knot in my stomach tighter.“Where are you taking me?” I finally asked, voice thin with anxiety.Asher didn’t look at me. His gaze stayed fixed on the road ahead, one hand resting loosely on the wheel.“To race cars,” he said, tone flat and commanding, like he was stating an obvious fact.I stared at him. “What?”He didn’t repeat himself. The car accelerated smoothly, the engine’s low growl filling the silence that followed.Race cars?I must have misheard. Or maybe he was mocking me. Either way, none of this made sense. I pressed my forehead against the cool glass and tried to steady my breathing. The baby. The secret. The fact that I’d been se