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CHAPTER 81ii: THE KISS

Keren’s POVThe soothing scent of woods on a damp day tickled my senses, making me sigh in contentment as I snuggled deeper into the warmth in front of me. Slowly, my eyes blinked open. I had no idea when I had fallen asleep, but the feeling of fingers stroking through my hair was keeping my brain tethering on the blissful space between sleep and wakefulness.I stiffened when my brain finally cataloged its surroundings, and I realized the body I was snuggled into wasn’t the soft warmth of my son.I was enfolded in large arms, pressed against a hard chest, my face buried into a hard and honestly good-smelling neck.Fabian. A few moments ago, it felt like my inner soul was violently ripped into two completely separate halves under Ford's confession. But holding onto Fabian felt like a solid shield was being placed over the fracture lines. His presence was acting like a balm, soothing the raw agony before it could break my mind.The pain was still there. But its sharp, suffocating edge

CHAPTER 82: THE CRACK IN THE BLISS

Fabian’s POVIt had been two days since the kiss, and my mind was still completely locked on it.I couldn't stop thinking about the way she tasted. It was everything my wolf had ever imagined. She was sweet, passionate, and so perfect in my arms that the memory kept a low, burning heat under my skin. It was the ultimate proof that we were meant for each other. We were fated mates, and for the first time since she returned to our territory, I felt a deep, genuine happiness settling into my ribs.We hadn't spoken about the kiss since that afternoon. Keren had cried herself to sleep right there in my lap, her body completely exhausted by the heartbreak Ford had dropped on her head. But even without words, everything had changed between us.She was softer to me now. When our paths crossed in the public corridors or near the dining blocks, she didn't look at me with those cold, defensive street walls anymore. She would offer me a soft, quiet smile, her dark eyes checking me out before she

CHAPTER 83: THE BLONDE PHANTOM

Keren’s POVThe peaceful air of the park shattered in a matter of seconds. I was still standing near the stone pillar where Fabian had left me, but the morning quiet was completely gone.Guards were running up and down the paths, their pikes clattering against their armor. Even the regular pack members walking near the residential blocks had stopped in their tracks. Everyone could see that something was terribly wrong. My heart began to thud wildly against my ribs. I looked around for Steve, but the western lawn remained completely empty.Suddenly, Quinn, one of Fabian’s personal security guards, came sprinting down the gravel path. His face was pale, his breathing completely ragged as he skidded to a stop right in front of me."Luna Keren," Quinn gasped out, his chest heaving as he tried to find his voice. "You need to come inside the primary building right now. The Alphas have ordered a total assembly. Every single pack member needs to gather at the front of the compound immediately

CHAPTER 84: THE CRACKED FLOORBOARDS

Keren’s POVThe silence in the room was heavier than any cage.Two days had passed since the scouts returned from the river with empty hands. Two days since the small pack boy pointed his finger toward the ridge and spoke the words that shattered the last of my sanity. There were no leads. Absolutely no leads. The people who took my son had used specialized scent blockers that were more powerful than anything our warriors had ever sensed in their lives. The tracking dogs had lost the trail at the running water, leaving us with nothing but cold mud and broken branches.The entire territory was in complete disarray. The fierce, unified strength of the Silver Moon pack had scattered into a panicked mess of internal finger-pointing and silent fear.Irene had tried to cheer me up every single hour, but her soft words did not pierce the thick fog in my brain. I couldn't eat. For forty-eight hours, I had simply drifted between a dark, dreamless sleep and a hollow waking torment. Every time I

CHAPTER 85: THE COUNTER-AMBUSH

Keren’s POVI stared down at the piece of white paper in my hands, my fingers tightening until the borders of the parchment crumpled. The cold dread that had choked my chest for the last two days completely vanished. I was not scared anymore. I was purely, blindingly furious.These people truly thought I was a fool. They thought they could leave a threatening note under my sheets, order me around like a dog, and expect me to walk straight into their trap. But they were entirely wrong. I did not survive five long years on the dangerous, cold streets of New York by being stupid and gullible. I was a survivor, and there was no way in hell I was walking into that deep valley by myself.I stood up from the bed, my posture turning rigid and straight. I walked over to the bathroom basin, splashed cold water over my face to wash away the tear stains, and brushed my dark hair back.I unlocked my suite door and walked firmly out into the sunny courtyard.Quinn was standing by the stone archway,

CHAPTER 86: THE CAVE IN THE WOODS

Keren’s POV"I will be fine," I whispered, though my voice shook.The night was freezing, and the darkness of the woods felt like a heavy blanket pressing down on my chest. My palms were sweaty against my jeans as I stood at the edge of the cultivated lawn. The cold wind bit at my face, making my skin prickle with nervous energy.Fabian stepped closer to me, his massive frame blocking out the cold breeze. He reached down, his large, warm hands coming up to cup my face. He leaned down and pressed a soft, long kiss against my lips, his scent of crisp pine filling my head."We are right here in the brush, Keren," Fabian murmured against my mouth, his green eyes burning with a deep, protective heat. "Fourteen of my best men are coated in Bree’s scent suppressor. We will surro

CHAPTER 86(ii): PARALYSIS

Fabian’s POVMy claws tore through the throat of the first attacker, dark blood spraying across the damp leaves of the valley floor.It was a total ambush. We had stepped into the woods with fourteen of our best, most lethal warriors, fully expecting to take the enemy by surprise using Bree’s scent suppressor. But the moment we situated ourselves, dozens of figures erupted from the thick brush. There weren't just ten or fifteen rogues waiting in the shadows; there were at least thirty to forty heavily armed Ashford mercenaries, surrounding us from every single angle."Hold the line!" I roared, my voice echoing like thunder through the trees as I shifted into my Lycan form. My vision flared a bright amber, my muscles expanding as I drove my fist directly into the chest of a masked warrior, shattering his ribs in a single blow.Beside me, Ford moved like a blur of ruddy brown fur and razor-sharp teeth. He snapped the neck of an oncoming attacker, throwing the heavy body into the di

CHAPTER 87: FALSE BLISS

Keren’s POV“Wake up, sleepyhead," Fabian whispered against my ear, his warm breath sending a pleasant shiver straight down my spine.I opened my eyes to the soft morning light streaming through the big windows of our home. Fabian was lying right next to me, resting his head on his hand, his green eyes soft as he looked down at me with pure affection. Before I could say a word, the bed dipped behind me, and Ford pulled me back against his chest, wrapping his strong arms around my waist and pressing a tender kiss to the crook of my neck."Breakfast is almost ready," he murmured, his lips brushing my skin. "Maverick is already at the table waiting for his pancakes."I smiled, feeling a deep sense of peace wash over me. I turned my head and met his lips, enjoying the slow, sweet taste of him before rolling over to press a deep kiss onto Fabian’s mouth. Having both twins holding me like this was my absolute favorite way to wake up. When we got to the kitchen, our son was sitting in a

CHAPTER 88: THE MISSING LINK

Keren’s POV"Maverick!" I screamed, pulling frantically at the thick iron chains pinned to my wrists. "Mavy, wake up! Look at Mommy!"I stared at the cross in the center of the dark cavern, my heart pounding so hard against my ribs it felt like it would break them.My son didn't move. His head remained slouched forward against his chest, his small body limp and still. My pulse spiked into total panic. I pulled back against the restraint with everything I had, the cold metal links clattering violently against the stone floor.I froze when a loud crack suddenly sounded, the sound sharp, ringing out over my frantic breaths. To my disbelief, one of my hands felt a little bit loos

CHAPTER 89: THE PROPHETESS

Keren’s POVI jerked awake with a gasp as cold water hit my face.My lungs burned as I sucked in air, coughing and choking while water ran down my face and neck. My head felt heavy, like someone had stuffed it with cotton.For several seconds, I couldn’t remember where I was… then everything came back.Pain instantly flared through every inch of my body, a heavy, dull ache that made my head spin.I was hungry, thirsty, and tired. So tired that I could barely keep my eyes open.I had no idea what time it was anymore.Hours? Days? I didn’t know.There were no windows or clocks her

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