**Chapter 65: No Safe Place**The note in Sophia’s small, trembling hand felt like a live grenade.*“Sleep tight, little princess. Daddy can’t protect you forever. Choose which child we take next.”* A photo of Sophia sleeping peacefully in her bed, taken from inside her room, was clipped to it. The handwriting was neat. Clinical. Cruel.I held my daughter against my chest, rocking her as she cried. Lucian stood like a statue of rage, the note crushed in his fist. His freshly bandaged wounds and the lingering effects of the poison didn’t matter. The predator was fully awake.“No one touches my children,” he snarled to the head of security standing rigidly nearby. “I want every guard reassigned, every camera angle reviewed, and Thomas Reilly brought to me in chains within the hour. Find the breach.”Sophia’s sobs eventually quieted into hiccups. I kissed her dark hair, my free hand resting protectively over my lower abdomen where
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