All Chapters of The Wolfpack's New Receptionist: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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The Price Of A Brother

The doors opened directly into the executive boardroom.At the far end of the table, my father sat, and standing beside him was Silas.Silas didn't wait for me to sit. He lunged toward me as I entered the room."Where is he?" Silas roared.I walked to the center of the room. I didn't flinch. I didn't even acknowledge his anger. I pulled out a heavy leather chair and sat, crossing my legs with a slow, deliberate grace."He’s alive," I said, my voice sounding unnervingly calm even to my own ears."For now."Silas slammed his hands onto the table, leaning over me until his face was inches from mine."What the hell do you want, you little bitch? Tell me where he is before I tear the location out of your throat."I looked past him, meeting my father’s gaze. Harrison Thorne hadn't moved. He looked at me with a mixture of cold curiosity and disappointment."I want the Everglades," I said.The silence that followed was absolute. Silas let out a short, disbelieving laugh, while my father’s eye

I'm Staying Here

The cold air of the city felt like a new start as I rode toward the shipyard. The Ghost hummed beneath me, a steady vibration that was the only thing keeping me grounded. In my jacket pocket, the folder containing the deeds to the Everglades felt like a trophy I had won.The hangar doors hissed open. The Blood-Hounds were there, lounging in their human forms, the tension of the previous days replaced by a restless, wary peace. Viper was the first to see me. He stood up from a grease-stained crate, his eyes scanning my face for a sign of what had happened.“I got it,” I said, my voice sounding flat and hollow in the vast space.I pulled the folder from my pocket and tossed it onto the workbench. Cane emerged from the back office, his presence as overwhelming as ever, Nara trailing behind him like a silent shadow.Viper stepped forward, his fingers trembling slightly as he opened the folder. His eyes were widening with every page.“The titles... Eloise, this is everything. It’s irrevoca

One Month Later

The neon sign for V& E Repairs and Recovery buzzed with a rhythmic hum.I sat behind my desk, my fingers flying across the keyboard. On the monitor, I was currently "cooking" the most expensive meal of my life. I had three different spreadsheets open: the one the IRS would see (a struggling small business), the one our "legitimate" parts suppliers saw, and the real one.I was currently routing sixty thousand dollars from a "salvaged" Mercedes sale through four shell companies I’d set up using my father’s old offshore protocols. It was a thrill, in a cold, mathematical way.“Eloise! Hand me the torque specs for that 2025 Porsche block!” Viper’s voice boomed from the back, followed by the whine of a pneumatic drill.I grabbed the tablet, printed the sheet, and walked into the back.The workshop was Viper’s domain. At any given moment, there were four cars in various states of dissection. Right now, he was standing over the skeleton of a Range Rover. His massive forearms were slick with

You're Late

The cool night air rushed past my face. Behind me, the roar of four modified engines signaled that I wasn't alone. Rico, Rat, and two others trailed me on their bikes; my personal shadows.We pulled up to ‘the Mint’, a club located in the heart of the Brickell district, where the skyscrapers are so tall they seem to touch the sky. It was the kind of place that required a triple-digit cover charge and a bloodline check, but the Blood-Hounds didn't do lines.Rico swung his leg off his bike, his eyes scanning the velvet rope. The bouncers, massive men trained to handle unruly brats, took one look at the scars on Rico’s neck and the cold, "don't touch me" look in my eyes, and stepped aside.Neon light pulsed in time with a bass line that felt like a heartbeat. We moved to a booth in the corner, elevated enough to see the entire floor. The boys fanned out instinctively.Rico stood at my left, his back to the wall, while Rat paced the perimeter of the lounge. They were protective to the poi

He's Blinded

I pushed through the heavy steel door of the office. I didn't even take off my leather jacket. I just slumped into the chair behind my desk, resting my forehead against the cool surface."You’re late," Viper’s voice rasped.I didn't look up."The clock is a human construct, Viper. Leave me alone."Viper was pacing the small office up and down, his tablet gripped tight in his hands."I’ve been running the diagnostic on our encryption for four hours. If they tapped into the drone feed, we’re compromised. If they have a ghost in the server, the whole garage goes up in smoke."The sound of his heavy boots hitting the floor was a jackhammer against my temples. I reached out, my fingers trembling slightly as I grasped the stapler on my desk."Viper," I said."If you take one more step, I am going to throw this stapler at your head. Sit. Down."He stopped. He looked at me, noticing the dark circles under my eyes and the way I was shielding my wrists. I had tried to hide the marks from Caspia

The Leak

“It was the night of the Silver Moon,” Jax whispered, his voice cracking.“The one time of year when our senses are at their peak, but our guard is at its lowest because we’re... celebrating. We were deep in the heart of the Glades, in the Old Sanctuary. We had scouts on every trail.”I watched his hands tremble.“Cane was at the altar with Nara. They were renewing the Bond. I was on the perimeter with Vane. Everything was silent...too silent. Nara had asked to go to the stream to gather white lilies for the ceremony. Alone.”Jax swallowed hard, a stray tear carving a path through the dust on his cheek.“A minute later, everything went dark. The Iron Claw didn't come in with trucks; they dropped from the sky. They knew exactly where the Alpha’s quarters were. They had a digital map that shouldn't have existed.”“I ran toward the center of the camp. I saw Cane screaming for Nara. The sanctuary was already in flames. I saw the cabin where Nara had run back to... and then it collapsed. A

Stay Away From Him!

I stepped out of the vehicle. Viper was already pacing, his hands on his holster. Cane was silent, his jaw set tight.“In the office,” Viper commanded.“Now.”We gathered around the desk.“We found out what they know,” Viper said, his eyes darting to me and then back to Cane.“Inside that warehouse, they had a terminal. They were looking at our routes. The drainage maps for the Sector 4 outlets, the VIN rotation logs, even the delivery schedules for the offshore dealers. It wasn't just general intel. It was specialized. Precise.”I felt the blood drain from my face. That was my data.“And they didn’t stop there,” Jax added, his voice trembling as he leaned against the doorframe.“I saw who was leading them. Caspian Vance. He walked into that shed like he owned the place. The DeLucas were groveling at his feet.”The name Vance hit the room. Viper slammed his fist onto the desk.“A Vance bankrolling street scum like the DeLucas? Why? It’s a step-down for him. Unless he isn't looking for

I Don't Want to Lose You

By the time I reached the gates of the Vance Estate, I wasn’t scared, I was just angry.I practically sprinted up the stairs to the penthouse, the adrenaline fueling every step. I knocked on the door with fury."How dare you!" I screamed when Caspian answered the door.He had clearly just stepped out of the shower. A single, white towel was slung low around his hips. His chest was broad; the muscles of his torso were defined like marble. Droplets of water clung to his chest and traced the deep ridges of his abdomen, disappearing beneath the waistline of the towel.He looked up, unfazed by my burst of anger."Oh," he said."You actually showed up.""You didn’t give me a choice, Caspian! All this time, you were mirroring my tablet. You handed my work to the DeLucas! And then... then you have the audacity to blackmail me with photos of my own betrayal?"I reached him and shoved his chest with both hands. It was like hitting a brick wall.Caspian didn't move. He just stood there, a slow s

The Return Of Vane

I pressed my back against the wall, clutching the Black Ledger against my chest like a shield. Through the door, the muffled bass of Silas’s voice vibrated."The D.C. meeting was a bore, Harrison," Silas’s voice boomed, followed by the amber clink of a crystal decanter."But the General was more than impressed with the theoreticals."I froze. My father was on the line."The Pentagon isn't interested in theories anymore, Silas," my father’s voice crackled through a speakerphone."They want the Vance-Thorne Protocol. An army that doesn't question orders, doesn't feel fatigue, and, most importantly, doesn't leave a paper trail. An army to handle the state's more... delicate international interests.""The General is coming for the demonstration," Silas added, his footsteps heavy on the hardwood."If the serum holds, we’re looking at a contract that makes Aegis Zenith look like a lemonade stand. But we need a clean display. No feral outbursts. Just cold, obedient efficiency."My heart hamm

We Need Proof

The humidity of the Miami dawn hung over the shipyard. I hadn't slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the clinical, respectful way Vane had held that car door open for Silas. It was the posture of a man who had found a new god to serve.I heard the rumble of Cane’s truck before I saw it. When the bay doors opened, I was already at the workbench, the Black Ledger sitting innocently next to a disassembled alternator.Cane stepped out of the driver’s side, and my heart stuttered. He looked... diminished. The Alpha, who usually commanded the very air in the room seemed to be dragging the weight of the world behind him. His skin had a greyish colour, and the vibrant gold in his eyes looked tarnished. He moved with a slight stiffness, his hand resting briefly on the hood of the truck for support before he straightened his spine."You're back early," I said, my voice steady despite the screaming in my head.Cane’s eyes met mine. He looked at me with a mixture of possessive intensity and

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