บททั้งหมดของ The Last Wolfe: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Chapter 11: The Witness

The address Sasha had sent was in the suburbs, a quiet neighborhood where every house looked the same. Identical lawns. Identical driveways. Identical cars. The kind of place where people went to disappear, to live out their years in peace, to forget whatever they had done before.Raven parked on the street and sat for a moment with her hands on the steering wheel. The morning was gray and cold, the sky low and heavy. A dog barked somewhere in the distance. A leaf skittered across the pavement.She had not slept well. She had spent the night staring at the ceiling, thinking about Anton Volkov, about the old woman who had been too afraid to talk, about the memory card she hoped Yelena Petrov still had.She got out of the car and walked to the front door.The house was small, neat, well maintained. The paint was fresh, the windows clean, the porch swept. A pair of flower pots sat on the steps, their blooms faded by the cold. Raven knocked.The door opened a crack. A woman's face appeare

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Chapter 12: The Rain

The memory card sat on her desk for three days.Raven looked at it every morning when she woke up and every night before she went to bed. She had opened the files once, scanned the transactions, seen the date that matched the fire. But she had not dug deeper. She had not let herself believe.Because what was she supposed to believe? That a wealthy, powerful family with ties to half the city had burned her parents alive? It sounded insane. It sounded like the plot of a movie, not something that happened to real people. She was a woman with a job and a rent controlled apartment and a coffee addiction. She was not a detective. She was not a vigilante. She was just tired.She closed the laptop and pushed it aside.Sasha arrived on Friday evening with a bottle of wine and a duffel bag."You look terrible," Sasha said, dropping the bag on the floor.Sasha pulled out the wine and held it up. "I am staying for the weekend. We are going to drink this, and then we are going to go out, and you a

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Chapter 13: The Morning After

The hallway was longer than she expected, lined with paintings and photographs, the floors dark wood, the walls stone. Raven walked slowly, her bare feet silent on the cold floor, her fingers trailing along the wall. The mansion was quiet, peaceful, nothing like the chaos of the night before.She found the kitchen by following the smell of coffee.The room was massive, bigger than her entire apartment. Marble countertops. Stainless steel appliances. A center island with a sink and a cutting board. Sunlight streamed through tall windows, golden and warm.Fenris stood at the stove, his back to her, wearing a simple black sweater and dark pants. His hair was messy, like he had run his hands through it one too many times. He was staring at a frying pan like it had personally offended him."Good morning," she said.He turned. His gray eyes softened when he saw her. His gaze traveled over her face, her hair, the shirt she was wearing. His shirt."You found the kitchen.""It was not hard. I

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Chapter 14: The First Kiss

Three days passed before she saw him again.Raven sat at her desk, staring at her computer screen, pretending to work. The memory card was still in her drawer, untouched since the weekend. She had not looked at the files again. She had not let herself believe. Instead, she had thought about him. About the way his hands had felt on her waist. About the way he had looked at her in the kitchen, his gray eyes soft, unguarded.Her phone buzzed. A text.Ms. Wolfe, this is Margot Pierce's office. Fenris Vlad will be stopping by this afternoon to sign some documents. Please ensure the conference room is ready.Raven stared at the screen. He was coming here. To her office.She typed, Of course.Then she stood up and walked to the bathroom to fix her hair.The morning crawled by. Raven answered emails, filed reports, pretended to care about quarterly projections. But her mind was elsewhere. She kept glancing at the door, waiting for him to walk through it.At noon, Margot appeared at her desk.

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Chapter 15: The Fall

She went to his house that night.The rain had stopped, and the city was quiet, the streets slick and black under the streetlights. Raven drove with her hands steady on the wheel, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew what she was doing. She knew she should not be doing it. She did not care.The gates opened for her. The driveway was long, lined with trees, leading to the mansion that had felt like a castle the first time she saw it. Now it felt like something else. A refuge. A possibility.He was waiting for her at the door.Fenris stood in the doorway, his hands in his pockets. He was wearing a dark sweater and black pants, his hair messy, like he had been running his hands through it. He looked younger like this. Softer. Almost human."You came," he said.She walked up the steps. He stepped aside. She walked into the mansion.The fire was already burning in the living room, casting warm shadows on the walls. A bottle of wine sat on the table, two glasses beside it. He had plann

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Chapter 16: The Locked Room

The mansion had corridors Raven had never walked, doors she had never opened, shadows she had never tried to understand. She had been staying with him for weeks, slipping into his life like water into cracks in stone. She knew the kitchen, the bedroom, the living room with its fireplace and tall windows. She knew the way he took his coffee in the morning and the way he breathed when he slept. But she did not know the house. Not really.It happened on a Tuesday. He was in a meeting downtown, his voice distant over the phone, clipped and professional. She had the afternoon to herself. She wandered.The hallway on the third floor was narrower than the others, the walls lined with portraits of people she did not recognize. Men in dark suits. Women with stern faces. A child who might have been Fenris, his eyes already gray, already watching. The carpet was thick beneath her bare feet, muffling her steps. The air was colder here.She counted three doors. Two were open. One was not.The lock

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Chapter 17: The First Crack

The scream tore through the mansion at three in the morning.Raven woke with her heart in her throat, the sheets twisted around her legs, her body drenched in cold sweat. The sound had come from beside her, from him, from Fenris. His body was rigid, his jaw clenched, his hands fisted in the blankets. He was thrashing, trapped in some nightmare she could not see."No," he gasped. "No, please."She reached for him. "Fenris."He did not wake."Fenris!" She grabbed his shoulder.His eyes flew open. They were wild, unfocused, black in the dim light. He did not see her. He saw something else. Someone else."Get off me," he snarled."You were dreaming.""Get. Off."She did not move. He shoved her. Hard. Her back hit the headboard, and the pain shot through her spine, but she did not cry out. She stayed."Fenris, it is me. It is Raven."He blinked. His eyes focused. He saw her."Raven?""I am here."He looked at his hands. They were shaking. He looked at her. His expression crumbled."I am so

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Chapter 18: A Glimpse Of Fenris

Raven ran.Her bare feet slapped against the concrete floor, then the wooden stairs, then the cold marble of the hallway. She did not look back. She could not look back. If she looked back, she would see his face, and his face would freeze her in place.The basement door swung shut behind her. She kept running.She did not know where she was going. The front door. Her car. Anywhere. Away from him. Away from the blood and the teeth and the man on his knees.Her chest burned. Her lungs screamed. She reached the foyer.The front door was locked.She fumbled with the deadbolt, her fingers slipping, her breath coming in shallow gasps. The lock clicked. She pulled the door open.Cold air hit her face. Freedom.She stepped outside.A hand caught her wrist."Raven."She spun around. Fenris stood behind her, his gray eyes dark, his expression unreadable. He was not breathing hard. He had not been running. He had walked."Let me go.""No.""Fenris, let me go.""Come inside.""I am not going ins

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Chapter 19: The Weight

She did not remember driving home.The streets blurred past her windows, headlights smearing into streaks of gold and white. Her hands were steady on the wheel. Her foot was heavy on the gas. But her mind was somewhere else. In the basement. On the concrete floor. In the pool of blood spreading slow and dark and final.She pulled into her parking spot. She sat in the car for a long time. The engine ticked as it cooled. The streetlamp outside flickered. A cat yowled somewhere in the darkness.She got out. She walked to her building. The stairs felt steeper than before. Her legs were heavy. Each step was a fight.She unlocked her apartment. The door swung open. The air inside was stale, untouched, the same way she had left it days ago. Her desk was still covered in papers. Her wall was still covered in photographs. The memory card was still in her drawer.She closed the door. She locked it. She leaned against the wood and slid down until she was sitting on the floor.Her hands were shak

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Chapter 20: You Are Mine

She did not leave the apartment for two days.The sun rose and set outside her windows, casting long shadows across her floor, painting her walls in shades of gold and gray. She watched it all from her couch, wrapped in a blanket, her phone face down on the cushion beside her. She had not texted anyone. She had not answered any calls. She had not eaten anything except spoonfuls of sugar straight from the canister, a habit from childhood that she thought she had broken.The sugar sat on her tongue, sweet and gritty. She swallowed. She took another spoonful.She was overthinking. She knew she was overthinking. But she could not stop. Her mind circled the same questions like a dog chasing its tail.Who was he? What was he? What had she gotten herself into?She thought about his gray eyes. The way they had looked at her in the basement. Cold. Empty. Unforgiving. The same eyes that had softened when he kissed her forehead. The same hands that had held a gun and pulled the trigger.She thou

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