All Chapters of Mated To My Captor: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

 I hear about the execution order from Cassidy.Not from my father. Not from the formal security notification that should have come to me as heir before deployment. From Cassidy, who finds me in the east corridor with the expression of someone who has been looking for me with information they're not certain they should be the one delivering."There's a rogue enforcement order," she says. "Issued through the Alpha's direct channel. Bypassing standard heir notification protocol." She holds my eyes. "It's Kira."I look at her."When?" I say."It went through an hour ago," she says. "Midnight delivery."I'm already moving before she finishes the sentence. My father's office door opens before I knock because I don't knock, I push it and it opens and I'm inside before whoever is in the anteroom can process the entry speed as something requiring intervention.My father is at his desk. Alone this time, no Sil

 My father looks at me across his desk with an expression I don't have a clean category for.Not the fury from this morning. Not the cold structural authority of someone deploying pack law as a weapon. Something more contained than either of those, the specific quality of someone who has received information they were not prepared for and is managing the impact through the same mechanism they manage everything, absolute external stillness while the interior does whatever it's doing."Gone," he says."The execution order wasn't delivered in time," I say. "She's no longer in the compound.""How long have you known?""I found out after," I say. "She left a letter with Sage for delivery after she was clear. I received it when I went to Sage."He looks at me with the assessment of someone determining whether the timeline I've described is accurate. I let him assess. The timeline is accurate and I don't need to perform certainty about

 Cassidy is coming out of the security office when I find her, tablet in one hand and a radio in the other, already talking to someone through it about the Silas alert protocols before she even sees me."Dante," I say.She holds up one finger, finishes her radio exchange, then looks at me. "Went to his room about forty minutes ago. I was coming up the stairwell when he passed me." She pauses. "He didn't say anything. Just walked past like I wasn't there, which Dante never does." She looks at me for another second. "Go check on him."I take the stairs.His door is locked and he doesn't answer when I knock, which, for Dante, who has never once in the years I've known him failed to at least say not now or give me a minute, tells me everything I need to know about where he currently is."Dante." I knock again. "It's me."Nothing."I'm going to stand here," I say, through the door. "I have nowhere to be."I stand there.

 My father is sitting up in the medical unit bed when I arrive, which is the first surprise, and the second is that he's already dressed, shirt buttoned to the collar, four senior enforcers arranged around the room like he called them before he called anyone else. Cassidy is there too, standing near the window with a tablet she's not looking at, watching my father the way you watch something that might fall.He looks at me when I come in and doesn't say anything, just holds eye contact for a second and then turns back to the enforcer nearest him, a man named Garrett who has been with the pack since before I was born, and says, "Effective immediately, Silas Grayce is declared rogue. Kill-on-sight authorization stands until he is confirmed dead or in custody." He pauses, and his voice doesn't waver at all, not once. "Spread it to every unit. I want the perimeter doubled and I want his photograph at every exit."Garrett nods and leaves, and the other three en

 We're two blocks into the radius when Sage makes a sound that isn't quite a word, a short sharp intake, and I look back at her without slowing down and she's got her phone tilted up, both thumbs moving across the screen."It's moving," she says."What do you mean it's moving.""The ping. It's not stationary, it's... wait." She stops walking entirely and I double back the three steps between us, looking at her screen over her shoulder. The map shows the radius circle and inside it a small blue dot, and the dot is drifting, slow and irregular, north by northeast along what the map labels as an alley run."That's him," I say. "He's moving... he's okay, he's..""Or someone else has the phone," Dante says, from just behind me.I look at the dot. It moves another half centimeter on the screen, hesitates, moves again."He's moving slowly," Sage says. "Really slowly. Like, walking speed but, inconsistent." She watches the screen