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A spy in the fortress

“You still don’t understand what I’ve taken from you.” My fingers tightened around the edge of the table. I stared at the necklace beside held up . The emerald caught the firelight, bright and cold, just like I remembered it around Cressida’s neck. “How did you get that?” Calder took another slow drink. He didn’t answer. My chair scraped against the ground as I stood. Every hidden soldier around us shifted at once, weapons ready. “Where did you get Cressida’s necklace?” Calder set his cup down.”Calm down Alpa.” My wolf slammed against my ribs. “Answer me.” “I will. Just not in the way you want.” Thorne’s voice entered my mind. “Alpha, please. Do not give him control of your anger.” I kept my eyes on Calder. He had planned this. The table. The guards. Elara. The necklace. Every part of this meeting had been arranged to keep me exactly where he wanted me. I slowly sat again. Calder smiled. “That is better.” “Do not mistake restraint for obedienc

Where’s Elara

~Cressida’s POV~ The fortress had never felt this quiet. Not truly quiet. There were still guards changing shifts, servants carrying trays through the halls, and council members arguing over matters that suddenly seemed small. But Lucian was gone, and somehow every sound felt wrong without him. I stood near the window of the council chamber, watching two guards cross the courtyard below. “How long has it been my lady?” Alma asked. I looked over my shoulder. “Since they left?” She nodded. “Almost a day.” She sighed and came to stand beside me. “And no word?” “Nothing.” Her face tightened. “Do you think they found Calder yet?” “I think if they had, we would have heard something.” That was the answer I gave her. It was not the answer I believed. I turned back toward the courtyard and folded my arms across my chest. Lucian had gone after Elara with Rowan, Thorne, and Jace. Four people against a man who had already proven he could stay three steps ahead of

The Bargaining Chip

~Calder’s POV~ I watched Lucian disappear between the trees long after his footsteps had faded. The others followed him, but Lucian was the one I kept my eyes on. He carried his anger like a weapon, and I knew he would spend the entire ride home wondering whether Cressida was still safe. That was exactly what I wanted. Zara walked beside me in silence for several minutes before she finally stopped. “You could have just killed him.” I kept walking. She followed, her footsteps quickening behind me. “You had him sitting at your table, Calder. His guards were surrounded. Your men had arrows pointed at him. You could have ended this.” I said nothing. She moved in front of me, forcing me to stop. “Why didn’t you?” I looked at her. That was apparently the wrong answer. She pushed both hands against my chest. “Hey. I’m talking to you.” One of my men immediately stepped forward. “Stay where you are,” I ordered. The man stopped. Zara stared at me, breathing hard. “You said we

Where The Walls Listen

~Cressida’s POV~ “Where is my Elara?” The words left my mouth broken and small, nothing like the firm voice I had used to command half the fortress only hours earlier. Lucian stood before me in silence. That silence frightened me more than any answer could have. I searched his face, waiting for him to tell me I was being foolish. Waiting for Elara to come riding through the gates behind him, angry at being fussed over and very much alive. But there was no Elara. Thorne looked away. Jace’s shoulders dropped. Rowan stood behind them with his face so pale I barely recognized him. My heart began to pound. “Lucian,” I said again. “Where is she?” He took a slow breath. “She is alive.” I closed my eyes. For one moment, that was enough. Alive. The word settled inside me like a hand reaching through deep water and pulling me toward the surface. Then my eyes opened.“Where is she?” His expression hardened. “We don’t know.” The relief disappeared.“You d

Joyful News

~Lucian’s POV~ “It belongs to Calder’s men.” The words hung in the narrow passage beneath Blackthorne. Cressida stared at the black cloth in my hand. Thorne’s expression hardened beside me, while Jace moved farther down the tunnel and studied the darkness ahead. “So they were here,” Cressida said quietly. I looked at the fresh footprints in the dirt. “Yes.” Her face lost what little color it had left. I didn’t blame her. Someone had walked beneath our home while we slept. Someone had found a way into Blackthorne, stolen from Cressida, and fed information to Calder. And I had known nothing. Jace returned from the darkness.“The passage continues for a while, but there are two separate routes ahead.” “Where do they lead?” “I haven’t gone far enough to find out.” Thorne looked toward me.“Alpha, if Calder’s men have been using this passage, they may have traps inside.” “I know.” “We should bring more men.” “No.” Thorne frowned. I looked back at the foo

The Unseen Threat

“Calder knew Elara was pregnant.”The words sat in the middle of the room like a blade.Nobody moved.Cressida was the first person I looked at. Her face had gone completely pale. Then my eyes found Rowan.He had been sitting quietly at the end of the table, but he rose so suddenly that his chair scraped against the floor.“He knows?” Rowan asked.His voice was barely controlled.I looked back at the letter in my hand. “He knows.”Rowan took a step toward me. “How?”“I don’t know.”That answer did nothing to calm him.“Was Elara hurt?” he asked. “Did he hurt her?”I folded the letter in my hand. “He didn’t say.”Rowan’s eyes flashed.“He knows she’s carrying my child and he didn’t tell us whether she’s hurt?”“That’s exactly what he wants,” Thorne said. “He wants us imagining the worst.”Rowan turned toward him. “And we’re supposed to sit here calmly?”“No,” I said. “We’re supposed to think.”My voice came out harder than I intended.Rowan looked at me.I understood his anger. I was a

Traitor

The door closed behind Orin, but nobody moved. Tomas had been serving food in my fortress while feeding information to the man holding my sister captive. The thought made something dark move beneath my skin. Cressida stood beside the table, staring at the metal token Orin had brought in. “The kitchens,” she said quietly. “I was there yesterday.” I looked at her. She shook her head. “I spoke to him. He told me he was distracted because of some family issues.” Jace let out a bitter breath. “Apparently, he was distracted.” Thorne stepped toward the door. “I’ll take men through Tomas’s quarters.” “I’ll come,” I said. “No.” My eyes moved to him. Thorne didn’t flinch. “You haven’t slept properly since Elara was taken. You’re angry, and Calder knows exactly how to use that against you.” “I don’t need you to explain my emotions to me.” “No Alpha. You need someone to make sure they don’t explain you to Calder.” The room fell quiet. I hated that he was right. Cressida placed a

AUTHOR’S NOTE ❤️

Hey, my loves! I’m so sorry I haven’t updated in a while. 🥺 I’ve been caught up with writing exams and moving houses, so things have been a little crazy on my end. But I’m finally getting back into the groove! Starting tomorrow, I’ll be dropping one chapter a day again. ❤️ Sadly, though, that also means we’ll be bringing this book to an end this month. 🥹 Thank you so much for your continuous support, patience, comments, and love for this story. It truly means more to me than you know. It feels so good to have you all back with me. ❤️ Let’s finish this story together! 🥹💕

No More

I crushed Calder’s message in my fist and looked at the men standing around me. “No more” Thorne straightened. “What are you thinking Alpha?” “We leave before dawn.” Jace frowned. “That soon?” “Yes.” Rowan stepped away from the table. “Then we need to know where we’re going.” “We already have a direction. We don’t need a perfect map.” Thorne looked at the crumpled paper in my hand. “Calder expects you to come to him in four days.” “I know.” “And you’re planning to move before he expects it.” “That is the point.” The room went quiet. Cressida was the only person who didn’t look surprised. She stood on the other side of the table, her arms folded as she watched me. “You’ve already decided,” she said. “I did.” “Then tell us what you need.” I looked at the map spread across the table. “The eastern road is too obvious. Calder knows we’ll check it first because the rider came from there. We’re not using it.” Jace leaned over the map. “Then the northern trail?” “No. Too

Into Calder’s Territory

~Cressida’s POV~ The council chamber had never felt this ridiculous. I sat at the end of the long table with Garrick beside me, staring at an empty chair that belonged to Lucian. His chair. The one everyone expected him to be sitting in. “He should have left something behind,” Garrick muttered. I looked at him. “Like what?” “Anything that makes this look convincing.” I glanced at the chair again. “His coat?” “He took it.” “His sword?” “Also took it.” Garrick sighed.“Then we need something else.” I leaned back and folded my arms. “We have his people here.” “That isn’t the same.” “No. It’s better.” He frowned. I pointed toward the guards stationed outside the chamber. “Anyone watching this room won’t be looking for his coat. They’ll be looking at the people around him.” Garrick considered that.“You really think Calder has spies inside?” “I don’t think. I know.” His expression hardened.“And if they’re watching?” “Then we give them exactly what they came to see.”

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