All Chapters of The Alpha's Lost Mate.: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

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Chapter Seventy-One: Ordinary Time

Lena MarshLena hadn't slept in eighteen hours when Rowan found her still hunched over her tablet at six in the morning, and the first thing he did, before saying a single word about the border inquiry or Vera Kessler or anything that had kept either of them awake through the night, was set a cup of coffee down in front of her and physically close her laptop."Five minutes," he said. "That's all I'm asking. Five minutes of not looking at that screen.""Rowan, there's a transaction confirmation sitting in that log that I still haven't fully decoded""And it will still be sitting there in five minutes," he said, sitting down across from her at the small kitchen table, close enough that his knee brushed hers under it, deliberately, the way he'd started doing lately, small and unhurried claims on the space between them that no longer needed four inches of distance to feel safe. "You've been awake all night. Dominic's been awake all night. Rowan's been driving half t

Chapter Seventy-two: No More Managing Me

Sophie SteeleSophie found out about the car parked near the northern perimeter from Miriam, not from Dominic, and that single fact told her everything she needed to know about exactly how this household still operated when the stakes were high enough to frighten the people who loved her."I only know because Rowan called ahead asking me to keep Ethan indoors this morning, no explanation given beyond a raised security concern," Miriam said, standing in the kitchen doorway with the particular carefulness of someone delivering information she suspected wasn't hers to deliver. "I assumed you already knew. I'm sorry if I've said something I shouldn't have.""You haven't said anything wrong," Sophie said, already moving past her toward the study, feeling something cold and familiar settle into her spine, the exact sensation she'd spent seven years building a life specifically to never feel again. "You've said exactly the thing I should have been told directly, an hour a

Chapter Seventy-three: Callum Draven

Dominic SteeleDominic had Vera Kessler's folder open on his desk within the hour, and the first page alone told him they were no longer dealing with a vague suspicion about a rival Alpha's ambitions.Rowan had brought her back to the villa himself, under guard but not under arrest, a distinction Vera herself had been quick to point out the moment she'd stepped out of the car, hands raised, insisting she'd come voluntarily rather than been caught fleeing. She sat now in the study across from Dominic, Sophie beside him this time, exactly where she'd insisted on being, and Lena stood near the door with her tablet already open, cross-referencing what she was about to say against everything she'd traced through the night."Start from the beginning," Dominic said. "Everything, in order. I want to understand precisely what you sold, to whom, and what you know about what happens next.""I didn't sell everything," Vera said, and there was none of the composed detachment s

Chapter Seventy-four The Car on the Road

Sophie SteeleSophie was still tightening the strap on Ethan's shoe when he asked the question she'd been dreading since the night six strangers had gotten close enough to the tree line that Rowan still hadn't fully slept since."Why are the new gate people here so much now?"She kept her eyes on the buckle, buying herself half a second to steady her voice before she looked up at him. "What new gate people, sweetheart?""The ones by the front road. There were two men there yesterday morning, and two different men there this morning, and I heard one of them talking into his collar like Rowan does when something's happening." Ethan studied her with the same calm, direct attention he brought to everything, and Sophie understood, not for the first time, that trying to manage information around this particular six year old was considrably a harder task than managing it around most adults. "Is something happening?""Your father's just being extra careful right now,"

Chapter Seventy-five: The Man in the Parking Lot

Sophie SteeleSophie felt Ethan's grip tighten around her fingers hard enough to hurt, and by the time she'd turned to ask what was wrong, his face had already gone pale in a way she hadn't seen since the morning his eyes flickered gold in the garden."Ethan?""There's a man over there," he said, low, not pointing, his eyes fixed somewhere past her shoulder toward the parking area at the edge of the community field. "By the grey car. I don't like him."They'd come to the pack's autumn gathering at Brooke's insistence, a low-key community event meant to let the wider pack see Ethan simply as a child rather than a political controversy, and Sophie had agreed cautiously, on the condition that Rowan's people kept a visible presence around the perimeter without making the event itself feel like a security operation. She'd spent the last hour watching Ethan laugh with Tessa over a game involving sticks and an elaborate set of rules only the two of them seemed to fully

Chapter Seventy-six: Gerald's Contacts

Dominic SteeleDominic found Gerald in the east guest room, sitting alone in the near dark with a single lamp burning, and the moment he stepped through the door without knocking, Gerald looked up with an expression that told Dominic his uncle had already guessed exactly why this conversation was finally happening."Vera Kessler," Dominic said, closing the door behind him. "You hired her to trace Miriam's background. When your council challenge collapsed, you tried to pay her to destroy every file she'd gathered on this family. She refused, and weeks later she nearly sold what remained of that file to a buyer connected to Callum Draven's territory."Gerald's jaw tightened, but he didn't deny a single word of it. "I know.""You know.""I've known since the day she took my money and refused to hand over the files," Gerald said. "I understood, sitting across from her in that diner, that I hadn't actually closed anything. I told myself I had, because the alternative mean

Chapter Seventy-seven: The Wrong Side of the Estate

Rowan AshbyRowan had every available man on the eastern boundary by two in the morning, chasing a motion sensor alert that turned out, four exhausting hours later, to be nothing more than a herd of deer working their way through the treeline. He would spend the rest of that week furious with himself for not questioning, sooner, why an alert this convenient had come from that particular sensor on that particular night."Confirm it again," he said, standing in the cold with two of his men and a spotlight sweeping uselessly across empty grass. "I want visual confirmation before I stand this crew down.""We've had eyes on this stretch for three hours, Rowan," one of them said, not unkindly, just tired. "Deer tracks, nothing else. Whatever tripped the sensor is long gone, if it was ever more than the deer to begin with."Rowan didn't like it. He couldn't have said exactly why, some low, nagging instinct that refused to settle even as the evidence in front of him confirm

Chapter Seventy-eight: What we are Afraid Of

Dominic SteeleDominic found Sophie sitting on the floor of their room with her back against the bed frame, knees drawn up, staring at nothing in particular, and he lowered himself down beside her without a word, because there wasn't anything left to say about the day itself that either of them hadn't already said a dozen times over the last several hours."Ethan's asleep," she said finally. "I checked twice. Miriam's in the chair by his door. Rowan's got people at every entrance now, doubled again.""I know. I signed off on the rotation myself.""I keep waiting to feel like that's enough," Sophie said. "More people. More cameras. More protocols. I keep thinking eventually one of those things will actually make the fear stop, and it never does. It just moves to a different part of my chest."Dominic reached over and took her hand, not saying anything at first, simply holding it, feeling the faint tremor still running through her fingers even hours after the footprints

Chapter Seventy-nine: The Breach

Rowan AshbyRowan was already moving before the second alert finished buzzing, boots half laced, radio in hand, because three separate motion sensors along the southern fence line didn't fire in sequence like that unless something was actually cutting through wire rather than a deer wandering too close."Talk to me," he said into his radio, sprinting across the dark lawn toward the southern boundary, the beam of his flashlight cutting wild arcs through the grass ahead of him."Southern fence, section four," came the reply, tight and breathless. "We've got confirmed visual. One intruder, maybe two, cutting through near the old maintenance gate."Rowan reached the fence line in under two minutes, close enough behind two of his own men to see the shape of it clearly in the spill of the perimeter lights, a section of chain link peeled back at the bottom corner, wire cutters still lodged in the fence itself, abandoned mid cut, and a single figure sprinting hard toward

Chapter Eighty: The Trail to Draven

Lena MarshLena hadn't left the study in over twelve hours, and by the time she finally broke through the phone's last layer of encryption, her eyes burned and her hands ached from the same repetitive motions she'd been running since dawn, but the data unfolding on her screen made every hour of it feel suddenly, brutally worth it."I'm in," she said, and her voice cracked slightly from disuse, the first words she'd spoken aloud in nearly an hour.Dominic was at her shoulder immediately, Sophie right behind him, both of them having spent most of the day orbiting the study in the particular restless way of people waiting for news they were simultaneously desperate for and afraid of."Talk me through it," Dominic said."The device belongs to a man named Petrov, mid level security contractor, no formal pack affiliation on paper, the kind of independent operator who works for whoever pays best without asking too many questions about why." Lena scrolled through the recover

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