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Ronan's POV I paced the length of my office floor, my footsteps eating the same six feet of carpet over and over, my mind circling the same useless loop it had been circling since Corbin's call.Formal attire. Two o'clock. Don't be late.Since when did Corbin give me instructions. Since when did anyone in this alliance speak to me like I was some junior Beta being summoned rather than the Alpha whose territory had anchored half their treaties for years.'They smell it on you,' my wolf said, low, restless, pacing some mirrored circuit behind my ribs. 'The weakness. The humiliation from last night. Wolves smell fear on each other the way sharks smell blood, and you're bleeding out in front of the whole council whether you feel it or not.'I'm not weak.'You watched a Lycan Alpha walk into your own wedding and take your wife back without lifting a finger to stop him. Tell yourself whatever you need to, but that's not strength, Ronan. That's a man who's already lost, still standing in th

The GownVanessa's POV I stood in front of the closet a long while before I reached for anything, letting my fingers drift across silks and velvets I hadn't touched in years, most of them gifts from a life I'd built somewhere else entirely.Then I found it.Deep burgundy velvet, cut close through the bodice before flaring into a long, structured skirt, the sleeves fitted and trimmed in gold thread that caught the light every time I moved, a wide gold belt cinching the waist in the old style my father's people still favored for formal gatherings. My eighteenth birthday gift, the last one my mother had helped choose before she passed, and I remembered standing in a mirror very much like this one, turning slowly while she adjusted the belt and told me I looked exactly like a woman who could burn down a kingdom if she wanted to.I wore it now.My phone buzzed against the dresser while I fastened the last clasp, Marcus's name lighting the screen, and I let it ring out unanswered, watching

Ronan's POV Speaker's BloodThe smell hit me before my eyes even opened, thick and bitter, herbs and something mineral underneath it, the particular reek of a place that had been steeping the same ingredients into the same stone walls for centuries.I groaned, blinking against dim, flickering light, torches rather than electricity here, and found myself lying on a low cot in a room carved entirely from rock, dried plants hanging in thick bundles from the ceiling, jars lining shelves in colors I didn't have names for.Where am I.I sat up too fast, my head swimming, and swung my legs over the side of the cot with every intention of standing and finding my way back to something resembling civilization."You'll want to lie back down."The old woman from before sat in the corner, unhurried, watching me with the particular patience of someone who'd seen a thousand patients attempt exactly this same defiance and lose."I need to leave," I said, already standing.I sat back down almost imme

What the Crying MeantRonan's POV The boardroom stretched long behind glass walls, city lights bleeding gold through the windows in long smeared columns, and Vanessa sat at my right hand the way she always used to, her spine straight, her hands folded neatly over a folder of numbers she hadn't needed to glance down at once."The numbers speak for themselves," she was saying, her voice cutting cleanly through some Alpha's objection about quarterly margins. "If Ashgrove wants to dispute them, I'm happy to walk them through the ledger line by line."Laughter rippled around the long table, warm, easy, the particular laughter of men who respected the person making them laugh.I opened my mouth to add something.That was when I heard it.A baby crying.The sound was thin and distant. Threading itself somehow into the recycled air of a sealed room forty floors up, and I turned my head sharp toward the door, my whole body going rigid."Did you hear that?"The reply was Silence. Confused glan

InsaneRonan's POV I glanced at my watch and shook my head.Six hours. I'd been at this desk since morning, and the stack of reports in front of me had barely thinned, numbers blurring together every time my mind dragged itself back to the same useless loop. My Beta, bleeding through a shirt in my own bedroom, telling me rogues had crossed a line I'd bought with my own blood.Why the fuck was he attacked.I stood so fast the chair rolled back and cracked against the wall behind me. I didn't stop to right it. I crossed the office in four strides, my jaw locked so tight it ached, and punched the elevator button hard enough that my knuckle stung.'Something's wrong,' my wolf said, pacing, pacing, unable to settle. 'You feel it. The bargain's cracking, and you don't yet understand why.'I know.'Then stop standing in elevators and go find out.'The elevator dropped, and my foot tapped relentless against the metal floor the entire descent, my teeth working at the inside of my lip until I