All Chapters of His Mate, My Spy: Chapter 81 - Chapter 86

Emily sat near the fireplace with a blanket wrapped loosely around her shoulders, her fingers curled around a warm mug Rafael had insisted she hold even after she told him she was fine.The cabin carried the lingering scent of smoke long after the agents had left.It clung lightly to the wooden walls and drifted through the air in soft waves as Rafael moved around the room, opening one of the windows to let the cold night breeze in. The fire in the hearth had settled into a calmer burn, its warmth spreading gently through the cabin again while the silence around them slowly softened.For the first time in Emily’s life, fine actually felt possible.And somehow, that realization alone overwhelmed her more than the attack had.Her gaze drifted slowly across the room.To Zane.Then to Damien.The feeling returned immediately.Clear.Alive.She could sense them both now, though differently. Zane’s presence felt steady and familiar, like warmth returning to a home that had waited patiently

Emily shifted slowly beneath the soft sheets, her brows pulling together faintly as warmth settled around her body. For a few quiet seconds, she stayed still, half asleep, listening to the distant sound of ocean waves rolling gently outside the house.Then another scent reached her, rich and warm, carrying the savory aroma of fish simmering slowly with garlic, herbs, and fresh spices. Her stomach growled almost immediately, at the comforting smell drifting through the house.Emily blinked her eyes open slowly before letting out a soft groan as she rolled onto her back. Golden afternoon sunlight spilled through the bedroom windows, spreading across the sheets and warming her skin. Beside her, the bed was empty, though the faint scent of Damien still lingered on the pillow.The smell drifting into the room grew stronger.Her stomach growled again, louder this time.Emily pushed herself up slowly, one hand brushing through her messy hair as she tried to fully wake herself. The peaceful

Knox lowered the phone slowly from his ear after the call disconnected again.The office around him remained quiet except for the soft hum of monitors lining the far wall and the distant tapping of keyboards from the tech department outside. Evening shadows stretched across the glass windows overlooking the city, but Knox barely noticed them anymore.His attention remained fixed on the dark screen of his phone as call after call went unanswered. Emily still was not picking up, and neither was Marcus. He tried Marcus’s number again, listening to the line ring once before it disconnected abruptly, and his jaw tightened slightly as the weight of the silence settled more heavily around him. Twenty-four hours.Twenty-four full hours had passed since Marcus and the other agents had gone after Emily, and in all that time, nobody had reported back to the control room. That alone already broke protocol.Marcus was many things, a little careless and stubborn maybe, but never like this. He woul