Semua Bab The Last Wolfe: Bab 21 - Bab 26

The door to the hotel room did not open with a knock. It opened with the quiet click of a key card sliding into the lock. Raven looked up from the window, her heart already pounding, because she knew who it would be before she saw him.Fenris stepped inside, and the room seemed to shrink around him. He was dressed in black, his dark hair damp from the rain, his gray eyes fixed on her with an intensity that made her breath catch. He did not speak. He simply stood there, his hand still on the door handle, his chest rising and falling with slow, controlled breaths.Raven did not move from the window. The city lights spilled across her face, painting her in shades of silver and gold. She had been standing here for an hour, trying to think, trying to decide, trying to convince herself that she should leave, that she should run, that she should never look back.But she had not left. She had not run. And now he was here."You should not be here," she said."You should not have ignored me for

The morning light was thin and gray when Raven walked into the office. She had not slept well. She had spent the night staring at the ceiling, thinking about Lucas, about Fenris, about the knife's edge she was walking. Her dreams had been restless, full of fire and shadows and hands reaching for her in the dark.She dropped her bag on her desk and sat down. The office was quiet, most of her coworkers not yet arrived. The hum of the fluorescent lights buzzed overhead. The smell of stale coffee lingered in the air.She opened her laptop. The screen glowed to life. She stared at the blank document, the cursor blinking at her like a heartbeat.She could not focus.She kept thinking about Sasha's promise to dig into Lucas Gray. She kept thinking about Fenris's warning. Lucas will not bother you again. She kept thinking about the way Lucas had kissed her, the way his hands had felt on her waist, the way he had smiled when she pushed him away.She shook her head and forced herself to type.T

The mansion was dark when Nikolai arrived. He had been summoned by a text, a rare occurrence. Fenris usually came to him, not the other way around. But tonight was different.He found Fenris in the study, standing by the window, his back to the door. The city glittered beyond the glass, a sea of lights and shadows. The room was cold, the fireplace unlit. Fenris had been standing there for hours, staring at nothing, thinking of everything."You found something," Fenris said without turning around.Nikolai stepped inside. He closed the door behind him. The click of the lock echoed in the silence. "Yes.""Tell me.""The Wolfe heir. We have a name."Fenris turned. His gray eyes were flat, hungry, the eyes of a man who had been hunting for eight years and was tired of coming up empty. "What name?""Raven. No location. Just a first name that surfaced in an old police report.""Raven is a common name.""Yes. But the timing matches. The age matches. And she appeared in the city around the sam