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Protecting What's Mine

Lyon's POV I left Christie in the lab and walked back up the stairs. My blood was still running hot. Every time I thought about Julian lunging at her with that needle, the wolf inside me pushed against my skin, wanting to tear the man apart. I didn't care about the laws of this city. I only cared about the fact that a parasite had tried to harm my mate.I stepped into the study and closed the door behind me. Julian was slumped in a chair, his face a mess of blood and bruises where I’d hit him. Richard was standing by the window, staring out at the driveway. He looked like a man who had suddenly realized his entire life was built on a lie."He's not going to the police," I said. My voice was flat.Richard turned around. "He tried to kill my daughter, Lyon. He belongs in a cell.""If he goes to a precinct, the press goes with him," I reminded him. "They’ll drag Christie’s name through the mud. They’ll call her research dangerous. Julian wi

I Will Pleasure You

Christie's POV The clock in the hallway struck two, but the sound didn't matter because I hadn't been asleep. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Julian’s face. I saw the way his skin looked gray and the way his hand shook as he pointed that needle at my throat. I could still hear the sound of his body hitting the bookshelf when Lyon tackled him. The house felt like it was holding its breath. My mother was locked in her room, likely plotting with the new lawyers she had called, and Richard was somewhere in the east wing, probably drinking himself into a stupor. I pushed off the bed and walked out of my room. My throat was dry, and the silence of the mansion was making the hair on my arms stand up. I made my way down to the kitchen, my bare feet silent on the cold tiles. I didn't turn on the lights. The moonlight coming through the large windows over the sink was enough to show me I wasn't alone.Lyon was sitting on one of the high stoo

We Would Like The Formula

Christie's POV I didn't stay in the kitchen as Lyon had told me to after he left my side. The moment he moved toward the stairs, I turned and headed for the basement. If someone was in my lab, they weren't just touching equipment; they were touching my life's work. I reached the heavy door and saw it was slightly ajar. I pushed it open and stopped. The lights were already on. Diane was standing by my primary refrigerator, holding a tray of glass vials. Anna was next to her, clutching my digital tablet. They weren't even trying to be quiet. "What are you doing?" I asked. My voice sounded louder than I expected in the cramped space.Diane didn't jump. She just looked at me with a steady expression. She placed the tray down on the counter and folded her arms. "I am saving this family, Christie," Diane said. "Since you decided to bring a wild animal into our home to terrorize our guests, someone has to be the adult.""You’re stealing my samples," I said, walking toward her. I didn't

Predator

Christie's POV The door groaned as the wedge holding it shut was kicked away.I could feel literal tremors. I was confused and I saw too that Diane and Anna were just as confused.Two men walked into the lab, their presence instantly making the room feel crowded. They were broad-shouldered and dressed in heavy, dark tactical gear that didn't belong in a residential basement. They didn't look like lawyers or security guards. They looked like soldiers.Diane dropped the tray of vials she was holding. Glass shattered against the floor, splashing clear liquid over her expensive shoes. She didn't even look down. Her face was white, her mouth hanging open as she stared at the strangers."Who are you?" Diane asked. Her voice was thin and shaky. "How did you get past the gates?"The man in the lead ignored her. He looked at me, his eyes cold and clinical. "Dr. Graves. We were told you were the smart one. We want the final sequences for the stabilization formula. Now.""Julian is supposed to

The Only Thing

Christie's POV Lyon was standing in the doorway. He wasn't wearing his suit jacket anymore. His shirt was torn, and there was a smear of blood across his cheekbone. His eyes weren't human. They were a solid, glowing gold that seemed to illuminate the dark hallway behind him.Wait, what?Had he already ripped out a few throats and dismembered some more men?Why was the man fucking blood stained if he hadn't been hurting people?He looked every bit the predator that he undoubtedly was. He was Alpha Lyon, the man who had kidnapped me and taken me to the north. He didn't beg. He didn't try to negotiate. He was either using brute force to get what he wanted or he was paying his way out of stuff. The man holding me froze. He didn't drop me; he used me as a shield, pulling me back against his chest and putting the knife to my throat. "Stay back! I’ll kill her! I swear it!"Lyon didn't stay back. He didn't even pause. He

Mortality And Immortality

Lyon's POV I stood on the balcony of the Grand Regal, looking down at the city lights. The wind was cold, but it didn't bother me. My mind was on the perimeter of the Graves estate and the woman currently sleeping inside those walls. The elevator behind me chimed. I didn't have to turn around to know who it was. Ren walked out onto the balcony."The team is in place," Ren said. "Twelve of our best. They’re dressed as private security for the gala. Nobody will look twice at them, but they’ll be ready the second something goes wrong.""And Julian’s buyers?" I asked. "We’ve tracked a few of them to a warehouse near the docks," Ren replied. "They’re agitated. Julian went dark on them, and they know someone else has stepped in. They don't know it's us yet, but they’re definitely coming to that party to find answers.""Let them come," I said. I tightened my grip on the railing. "I want them to see exactly what happens when they try to steal from my mate."Ren leaned against the stone wal

Bold Men

Lyon's POV The front door of the Graves mansion didn't stand a chance against the weight of my shoulder. I didn't care about the noise or the fact that Richard might be watching from the landing. I moved through the foyer and straight down to the basement, my boots heavy on the wooden stairs. My skin was still prickling with the threat I’d felt back at the hotel. I needed to see her. I needed to know the air in her lungs was still her own.I pushed into the lab and stopped. Christie was standing by her workbench, her back to me. She was holding a test tube, her shoulders tense. When she heard me, she turned around, her eyes wide. She looked tired, but the moment she saw it was me, the fear in her expression smoothed out."Lyon," she said. She set the glass down and walked toward me. "You look like you're ready to start a war. What happened?"I didn't answer right away. I stepped into her space and gripped her upper arms, pulling her close so I could check for any new marks. I looked

You

Christie’s POVI sat in the passenger seat of Lyon’s truck, watching the streetlights blur into long lines of white and yellow. The air inside the cabin was warm and smelled like him, a sharp contrast to the cold, dead atmosphere of the house I had just left. Richard had destroyed the home files, but he didn't know about the off-site backup at the government facility. He thought he was saving me by erasing my work, but he was just making it harder for me to finish what I started."You're quiet," Lyon said. His hand was steady on the steering wheel, his knuckles slightly bruised from earlier."I’m just thinking about the lab," I said. "I need to see if the encryption held. If Julian’s buyers have access to the mainframe, they might already be trying to bypass the secondary firewalls.""They won't get past my men," Lyon said. He glanced at me, his eyes dark in the shadows of the truck. "I have Ren’s team circling that block. You’re going to do your work, and I’m going to make sure the

Do It

Christie's POV The sun was setting as I pulled into the driveway. The house was lit up, but it didn't feel welcoming. It felt like a trap waiting for me to step inside. I walked through the front door and immediately heard the sound of laughter and the rustle of heavy fabric coming from upstairs.I walked past Anna’s room, keeping my head down, but I couldn't block out the voices. The door was open, and the floor was covered in silk and lace. Anna was standing in front of her full-length mirror, holding a gold gown against her body while Diane circled her like a predator."This is the one, Anna," Diane said. She was pinning a loose section of the waist. "It makes you look like a queen. We need every eye in that ballroom on you tomorrow night.""Do you think it's enough?" Anna asked, turning to see her reflection from another angle. "After what Julian did, everyone is whispering. They think we’re broke.""That is exactly why this gala matters," Diane snapped. She grabbed a pair of di

Defiance

Christie’s POVThe pink fabric sat on my bed like a shroud. I looked at it, then up at my mother. She stood there with her chin tilted, her eyes hard and expectant. She knew Lyon had bought the debt, but in her mind, that was a financial technicality. She still believed she owned me."Put it on," Diane said. "We have the tailor coming in twenty minutes to pin the hem. You’re going to look respectable, Christie. I won’t have you walking into that gala looking like a common lab assistant after the scandal you’ve caused."I didn't move toward the bed. I didn't even look at the garment bag. I kept my hands at my sides, my fingers grazing the pocket where my phone was hidden."No," I said suddenly.The word was small, but it felt like a gunshot in the quiet of my room. Diane’s eyes widened. She blinked as if she hadn't heard me correctly. "What did you say?""I said no," I repeated. My voice was steadier this time. "I’m not wearing that dress. And I’m not going to the gala with you and An

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