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Chapter 61: She Always Comes Back

KILLIAN.I ran after her the moment she walked out of the briefing room.The second Candice stood up, turned her back on Voss, on the Council, on me, and left without another word, something inside me shattered. I was on my feet before anyone could react.“Candice!” I shouted, voice echoing down the long corridor as I chased her. “Candice, wait! Please!”She didn’t stop. She didn’t slow down. She just kept walking, shoulders straight but trembling, like every step was costing her the last pieces of herself she had left.I ran faster, boots slamming against the floor.“Candice! We need to talk about this! Don’t do this!”Warriors turned their heads in shock. Someone called my name. I didn’t care. I burst through the front doors and sprinted across the pack grounds, heart pounding so hard it felt like it would crack my ribs open.She was already gone.I searched everywhere.The eastern woods where she liked to walk alone. The training fields. The river path she sometimes took with the c

Chapter 62: She’s Really Gone

KILLIAN.The pack house was unraveling thread by thread, and every single one of those threads had my name on it.I stood in the doorway of the children’s playroom, watching Leo push his plate away for the fourth time that morning. The toast and eggs sat untouched, growing cold. His small face was pale, his eyes red and swollen from crying through the night. He kept glancing at the door like he expected Candice to walk in any second with her usual soft smile and quiet “eat up, baby.”“Leo, please,” I said, my voice rough and exhausted. I knelt beside him and gently pushed the plate closer. “Just a few bites. You need to eat something. Mummy wouldn’t want you to go hungry.”He shook his head, lips trembling. “I’m not hungry. I want Mummy.”The words sliced through me like a blade straight to the heart.“I know, buddy,” I whispered, pulling him into my arms. He buried his face in my chest and started sobbing quietly. I held him tight, rocking him gently, feeling my own eyes burn with te

Chapter 63: The Bond Breaks

KILLIAN.It started as a quiet ache.The kind that crept in slowly, like a lantern running low on oil. At first I thought it was only guilt. I deserved every bit of it after the things I said to her in that corridor and the way I let her walk out in silence. But this feeling kept growing heavier, deeper, carving out a hollow space inside my chest that no amount of whiskey or pacing could fill.I sat alone in my study at 3:12 AM. The room felt too large, too empty. Moonlight sliced through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the heavy oak desk. Blank monitors stared back at me like dead eyes. The half-empty bottle of whiskey sat untouched, the glass beside it still clean. Sleep had become a stranger. Food tasted like ash. Every breath reminded me that something vital was slipping away.I pressed a hand over my heart, frowning at the strange coldness there. The pull that had anchored me since Candice walked back into my life used to feel warm and steady, like a quiet promise h

Chapter 64: What’s It going To Be?

KILLIANI was losing my mind.The ache in my chest had become a constant, gnawing void that refused to let me breathe properly. Every inhale felt shallower, every exhale heavier, like the bond itself was being slowly strangled. The steady pull that had anchored me since Candice walked back into my life was dimming faster now — a flame struggling against a storm, flickering weaker with every passing hour.I paced the command center like a caged wolf, hands clenched so tight my nails dug into my palms, drawing blood I barely felt. The monitors glowed with useless maps and dead-end traces. The silence in the room was deafening except for the pounding of my own heart.Claude stood in front of me, trying to block my path, his face exhausted but determined.“Killian, you need to breathe,” he said, voice low and urgent. “You’re spiraling. The bond dimming is serious, but panicking won’t help us find her faster. You have to stay focused. For her. For the children. For the pack.”I stopped pac

Chapter 65: The Devil’s Deal

KILLIANThe east wing sitting room felt like a cage.Elaine sat across from me, legs crossed elegantly, teacup in hand, looking for all the world like we were negotiating a simple alliance instead of bargaining for Candice’s life.The bond in my chest pulsed weakly — a fading heartbeat that reminded me with every second how little time we had left.Claude stood to my left, fists clenched so tight his knuckles were white. Darian stood by the door, arms crossed, eyes burning with quiet horror as he watched Elaine like she was a venomous snake ready to strike.Elaine took a slow sip of tea, then set the cup down with deliberate grace.“So,” she said calmly, “let’s be clear about what I’m asking for. I want formal recognition as a protected ally of Crescent Moon Pack. Full status. Immunity from my father’s reach. No more surveillance. No more Claude watching my every move like I’m seconds away from betraying you all.”Claude’s jaw tightened. “You leaked information that could destroy this

Chapter 66: Running From Everything

CANDICE."You look terrible."The old woman behind the counter said it without judgment, just a simple observation as she poured coffee into a chipped mug and slid it across the counter toward me.I sat in the small roadside diner forty minutes outside Crescent Moon territory, the kind of place truckers and lost souls stopped at 3 AM. No phone. No bag. Just the clothes on my back and the small carved wolf tucked deep in my pocket like a secret I couldn’t let go of.I wrapped my cold hands around the warm mug and stared at the dark liquid.“Thank you,” I whispered. My voice sounded like it belonged to someone else. “For the coffee.”The old woman — grey hair pulled back in a loose bun, kind eyes that had seen too many broken people — didn’t ask questions. She just nodded and kept the pot nearby.I sat there for hours, the weight of what I’d done pressing down until I couldn’t breathe.“Greta?” I whispered under my breath, so quietly the old woman couldn’t hear. “Are you there? Please…

Chapter 67: Leo’s Paper Wolf

KILLIAN."She's not coming back, is she?"Leo stood in the doorway of my study on the second day, small and still in his pajamas. It wasn’t a question. It was a statement from a five-year-old who had already learned that adults sometimes lied to make things hurt less.I hadn’t slept. The bond in my chest felt like a lamp running out of oil, the flame flickering weaker with every passing hour. Claude’s latest trace had hit a dead end. Three search teams had come back empty-handed. Candice had vanished completely.I looked at my son standing there, blue eyes steady and far too knowing for his age."Come here, Leo," I said quietly, my voice rough from disuse.He walked over without hesitation and climbed into the chair across from my desk. He didn’t cry. He didn’t ask a hundred questions like he usually did. He just sat there, small hands folded in his lap, looking at me like he was waiting for me to fix the world.We sat in silence for a long time.Then Leo reached into his pajama pocke

Chapter 68: Blood On The Steering Wheel

KILLIAN.The knock came hard and fast, dragging me out of the light sleep I'd fallen into at my desk. Claude stood in the doorway, his face grim under the low lamplight."Western team found a vehicle," he said quietly. "It's hers. Forty miles out, just past the border."My stomach dropped. Everything I'd been trying to hold together since yesterday almost broke apart right there. I stood without saying anything and crossed the hall to Leo's room. He was fast asleep, curled up under the covers with that paper wolf held tightly against his chest like it could protect him from every bad thing in the world. His breathing was soft and steady, one small hand gripping the blanket. I stayed there a little longer than I should have, taking in the sight of him safe, then stepped back and found Marta waiting in the dark corridor."Don't say anything to the kids yet," I told her, keeping my voice low. "Not until we know what this is. Keep them upstairs if you can."She nodded tightly, her arms fo

Chapter 69: Seventy-Two Hours To Prove They’re Mine

KILLIAN'S POVI stood in the entrance hall, Claude's words still ringing in my head like a warning. The Wolf Council. Coming for my children. My wolf pushed hard against my ribs, angry and protective, but I forced myself to stay calm."They can't just take them," I said. "Not from my territory. Not while I'm still breathing."Aldric stepped closer, his face showing the kind of caution that came from living through things like this before. "It's more complicated, Killian. Candice disappeared while her identity and the twins' bloodline status were still under Council investigation. That gives them something to use against us. Loose ends like these... they don't like them."I paced across the hall, my boots heavy against the wooden floor. Two hours later, the front doors opened and Arbitrator Voss walked in with four Council officers behind her. She carried herself like she owned every place she stepped into. Tall, sharp-eyed, and calm in a way that hid just how dangerous she could be. S

Chapter 70: They Came For Her

ALDRIC.Twenty years. That was how long I'd kept my mouth shut about the final months of Northern Vale. Surviving those days meant burying names, faces, and memories so deep that I almost convinced myself they could never hurt anyone again. But now, I stood in Killian's command center, staring at that damn map of the northern woodland while Candice was still missing and my granddaughter had pointed directly toward land that should have meant nothing to her. The room suddenly felt too small, the air too heavy with the smell of old paper and the fresh fear hanging around us.Killian's voice broke through the silence like a blade. "Explain."I dragged a hand over my face, feeling the weight of every one of those twenty years in my bones. "Northern Vale wasn't destroyed by rogues or some simple territorial fight like the Council records claim. Years before Candice was even born, several powerful families inside the pack became obsessed with keeping strong Alpha bloodlines alive. They trac

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