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(TWO YEARS LATER) CELESTE MAGNUS POV It’s already been two years, Adrien hadn’t signed the divorce papers. I stopped bringing it up entirely and simply chose to live as though it no longer mattered. At first, I had waited. Not openly, or desperately. But there had been that quiet expectation sitting at the edge of my thoughts. That small, stubborn belief that eventually he would do it—sign it, end it, give both of us the clean break we clearly needed. He didn’t. Somehow along the way, I stopped caring whether he ever would. Because the truth was… I didn’t need his signature to leave him behind. That realization hadn’t come all at once. It had settled slowly, like something sinking deep into still water, quiet but irreversible. And once I noticed it, I leaned into it. I stopped thinking about what happened that night. I didn’t fight him from a distance. I didn’t ask for space. I didn’t create drama or give anyone something to talk about. I built routines he didn’t belong in

ADRIEN ORION The moment I walked into my pack, rumors hit my ears. I had been away from my pack for the past two years fighting off rogues, who had tried to cause trouble. This was the only time I was turning and I haven’t even rested. It came from the hallway outside the strategy room, two lower-ranked guards speaking under their breath, the kind of conversation men think doesn’t matter enough to be careful with. “…they confined her this morning.” “…She arrived immediately after she received the order. No one gets in or out without permission.” I would have walked past it, normally, I would have, but I tried to grasp who they were talking about. “Considering how poorly the Aronza Pack are running now, I bet they would let her leave.” At the mention of that Pack, I suddenly grasped it finally. Was Celeste back? I asked no one in particular as I stood there without making my presence known. Kael had been secretly informing me how she had moved everything about her life to Wo

CELESTE MAGNUS POV I stood by the window in my room, arms loosely folded, my gaze fixed on the courtyard below even though I wasn’t really seeing it. My thoughts had been circling the same place since yesterday, moving in slow, frustrating loops that refused to settle. Adrien crossed my mind, not his presence, not even what he had done, but what he had left behind. Because that was the part that unsettled me the most. He hadn’t forced anything. He hadn’t demanded gratitude, hadn’t cornered me into acknowledging him, hadn’t even stayed long enough to make it feel like control. He had simply stepped in, dismantled everything that had been closing in on me, and walked away, leaving the aftermath sitting squarely in my hands like it had always belonged there. Like I had no choice but to accept it. A quiet breath slipped past my lips as I turned away from the window, the feeling settling deeper under my skin the more I tried to ignore it. I didn’t like it. I didn't like how it l

CELESTE MAGNUS His hand settled at my waist with quiet certainty as the music shifted into something slower, deeper. This time I paid no attention to Adrien. Suddenly, a thought came first, clear, immediate and familiar. I don’t do this. I don’t stand this close to strangers. I don’t let them touch me like they already understand the rhythm of my body. But my body didn’t follow it. Instead, I let him guide me into the rhythm, my hand resting lightly against his shoulder as we moved across the floor, measured, unhurried, like neither of us had anything to prove and nothing to chase. That was new. And I didn’t like how easily I adjusted to it. Maybe he was easy to talk to, laugh with, something that Adrien could never be.. “You dance so beautifully,” Lucian complimented, his voice low enough that it didn’t carry beyond us, his gaze steady on mine in a way that didn’t feel invasive, just… attentive. “And you dance like someone who’s used to watching before stepping in,” I rep

ADRIEN ORION POV My jaw tightened slowly, the tension building instead of snapping, because the more I stood there looking at her, the more I realized she wasn’t just arguing—she meant every word, And the worst part was that no matter how I turned it over in my head, no matter how I tried to justify what I had done, I couldn’t deny that from where she stood, this looked exactly like control, and I hated that more than I was willing to admit. “That man—” I started, my voice rougher than I intended, already edged with something I wasn’t fully containing. “Has a name,” she cut in immediately, sharp and precise, like she wasn’t going to let me reduce him into something insignificant just because it was easier for me. “I don’t care what his name is,” I shot back, my voice tightening as the restraint I had been holding onto slipped just enough to be noticed. “What I care about is the fact that you let him get close to you.” She didn’t flinch, If anything, she held my gaze more steadi