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CELESTE MAGNUS POV My body was healing, slowly and painfully, but at least I could feel the difference with each passing day. The sharp sting of my wounds dulling into something more bearable, the heaviness in my limbs easing just enough for me to sit up without feeling like I would collapse again. Yet, despite all that progress, something else had begun to bother me in a way I couldn’t ignore no matter how much I tried to brush it aside. It started with small things, things I could have easily dismissed if they didn’t happen so consistently, like how the kitchen always prepared exactly what I loved without me asking, how the servants never once forgot to change my dressings at the right time as if they had been given strict instructions they dared not ignore. Even the flowers in my room, my favorite ones, always fresh, always replaced before they could wilt, filling the air with a soft scent that made the space feel… intentional. It didn’t feel strange, It felt arranged, and I

CELESTE MAGNUS POVI had never seen Adrien look at me like that before, not even when he rejected me, not even when he pushed me away like I meant nothing. But this… this was different, because this wasn’t indifference, this was anger, raw and unfiltered, mixed with something that looked dangerously close to disgust. A shiver ran down my spine, settling deep in my chest as panic began to rise, and before I could even think properly. My feet were already moving, rushing toward the stairs because I needed to explain, I had to explain, because this wasn’t what it looked like and I couldn’t let him believe that I would ever try to harm her. By the time I got downstairs, Adrien was already carrying Hazel in his arms, holding her close against his chest as if she was something fragile, something that needed protection. That sight alone made something twist painfully inside me, but I forced myself to ignore it and stepped forward. “Adrien… wait,” I called out, my voice unsteady despite

ADRIEN ORION POV The road leading to the border slums stretched endlessly ahead of me, rough and uneven beneath the tires, but I barely stored any of it because my mind refused to stay focused on the drive, it kept circling back to the same thought over and over again. No doubt I was happy, but I didn’t trust this, not completely. My fingers tightened slightly around the steering wheel as I exhaled slowly, my gaze fixed ahead even as my thoughts shifted again, and I finally glanced sideways at Hazel. She sat beside me with that same calm expression she always carried, like nothing about this situation was uncertain to her. “You’ve been quiet,” she said softly, turning her head just enough to look at me, her voice gent,, like she was trying not to disturb whatever was going on in my head. “I’m thinking,” I replied, my tone even, but there was weight behind it, something she didn’t miss. “Thinking about whether I’m lying?” she asked, a faint smile touching her lips, but her ey

CELESTE MAGNUS POV By the time I stepped into the mansion with Michael beside me, my heart was already racing ahead of my body. My thoughts tumbling over themselves in a rush of urgency and fragile hope. I didn’t even pause to settle or catch my breath, because everything we had just discovered at the scene of the attack kept replaying in my mind, louder and louder, refusing to be ignored. “Adrien,” I called out the moment my eyes landed on him across the room. “I need to tell you something important.” He turned, his gaze falling on me, but before I could read anything in his expression, the words were already spilling out of me. “I went back to the place where the rogues attacked us,” I said, my voice slightly breathless. “Something wasn’t right, Adrien. It didn't feel natural. Michael said it might be witchcraft.” I swallowed hard, my voice softening despite myself. “The witches might have tempered with my wolf. If we find that witch, I might wake my wolf. I can protect ou

CELESTE POV The next day, the hospital felt colder than usual, like the air itself had been drained of warmth, leaving behind something sterile and suffocating that made it hard to breathe properly. Adrien stood beside me as everything was done, his presence solid but distant, like he was there out of obligation, not because he wanted to be. Not because he cared. Suddenly, the doctor came in and handed him the report. Adrien collected it and his gaze scanned through its contents and I noticed the change immediately. It was small, subtle, but it was there, and that was enough to make my heart drop. “What is it?” I asked, my voice barely steady as I reached for the paper, my fingers trembling slightly before I even saw it. I collected the paper, and read through its content. The words didn’t make sense at first. They blurred, shifted and refused to settle into something real, until they did. “NO BIOLOGICAL RELATION.” The words hitted me louder than a bomb. “No…” I whispered, s