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041: It's a fletcher

Diana's POV "Look at your hand." He nodded at it, pressed flat to my back, and I made myself take it away, too late. His eyes gleamed. "A woman doesn't stand like that over nothing. That baby is a Fletcher. My Fletcher. And a child of my blood in the belly of the woman who holds the Moon Crown is a claim, Diana. A real one. One even your courthouse tricks can't sign away.""The child is mine." Travis stepped up beside me, and his voice had gone flat and cold in a way I'd never heard from him. "Born of my marriage. Under my name. There's no claim here for you to make, Ian. Go home to the woman who's actually carrying yours."That struck. I saw it strike. Ian's jaw worked, and for half a breath the fever in his eyes guttered, and I understood Travis had aimed for the one soft place Ian had left. Then the fever came back, brighter for having flickered."Your name." Ian's eyes cut to him, and he smiled, slow and awful. "You'd claim it, wouldn't you. Of course you would. You've wanted her

Huling Na-update : 2026-09-03

042: Something changing

Diana's POV Six days until the full moon. I drove to the clinic two territories over and I drove alone. Travis had his coat half on before I said no. "It's a checkup," I said. "Not a siege." "At least let Dale follow you." "Nobody follows me. Nobody knows where this clinic is. That's the point." He put the coat back on the hook. His jaw worked the way it did when he was swallowing words he thought he didn't have the right to say. "I know you don't need me there," he said. "I'm not saying you do." "Good. Because I don't." "I'm saying there's a man out there who filed a petition on your baby and came to your gate at nine at night, and you're driving two territories alone, and I'd sleep better if—" "You'll sleep fine. I'll be back before lunch." He didn't argue past that. He never did. That was the one reliable thing about this arrangement. Travis pushed once, accepted the answer, and let it stand. "Call me when you're done," he said. "I will." I stopped at the door. Somethi

Huling Na-update : 2026-09-04

043: All good

Diana's POV "There's someone. He does what he can. We have an arrangement." She glanced at me over her glasses at the word arrangement but didn't push it. "Whatever the arrangement is, use it. Four hours isn't sustainable." She wiped the gel and helped me sit. "Anything else?" I looked at her. She'd told me I was pregnant in this same room six weeks ago and hadn't flinched. She'd been calm and practical and hadn't once made me feel like a woman in trouble. I decided to give her one more thing to not flinch at. "Something's happening to me that's not in any of those books you gave me." She set down her chart and pulled the stool closer. "Tell me." "My hearing's too sharp. I'm catching conversations from rooms away, through walls, through closed doors. My vision goes strange at the edges, flashes of gold I can't hold onto. This morning I could smell every separate thing in my kitchen all at once, soap and bread and the iron in the tap water, like someone had turned a dial in my h

Huling Na-update : 2026-09-04

044: What she deserved

Brielle's POV She stopped when she saw me. Hand on her belly. That walk of hers cut short. I stood up. Ian had gone to the bathroom. He'd driven me here and bought himself a coffee he didn't share and left me in a plastic chair while he wandered off. My checkup was in twenty minutes. That was his whole contribution to the morning. Parking and absence. He'd been on the phone the whole drive. Talking to someone, his voice low, turning away from me when I leaned closer to hear. When we pulled in he didn't open my door. Didn't offer his hand when I swung my legs out, which was getting harder now with the belly. He walked ahead of me into the building, still on the phone, and I followed three steps behind like a woman walking after a man who'd forgotten she was there. At the desk he'd said, "She's here for a checkup," pointing at me without turning around, and then sat down and pulled out his own phone and that was that. Twenty minutes of waiting. Him scrolling. Me sitting. The baby pr

Huling Na-update : 2026-09-05

045: No option

Brielle's POV I was now getting upset. "But you got to be born into yours, didn't you. You got the name and the house and the vault and the pack bowing when you walked into a room, and I got my father's expectations and my mother's absence and a front-row seat to watch you have everything I was told I'd have to earn." My nails dug deeper into my palms. "So I earned it, Diana. I took it with both hands. I saw a way in and I walked through it, and yes, the way in was your husband's bed, and no, I'm not sorry, because sorry is something you say when you had another option and I didn't. Not one that would have gotten me anything. Not one that would have made my father nod at me the way he nodded at you." "Your father nods at you?" "When I'm useful." Something shifted in Diana's face. Not pity. Something sharper. She'd heard it, the word useful, and she'd heard what it carried. "And now I'm sitting in a plastic chair eight weeks along and he went to get coffee," I said. "You didn't e

Huling Na-update : 2026-09-05

046: The lie

Brielle's POVHe was forty feet away. Maybe less. Close enough to see us standing face to face, close enough to read the tension in my shoulders, not yet close enough to hear what either of us had said.I had perhaps three seconds.The thought didn't form as a thought. It formed as a thing my body knew how to do before my mind caught up, the way your hand reaches for a railing before you've finished deciding you're going to fall. My father had spent my whole life teaching me that the difference between a woman who survives and a woman who doesn't is the speed at which she reads a room and chooses her shape in it. I'd spent three years practicing. I was very, very good at it.In the first second, I looked at Diana's face, steady and disappointed, a woman who'd just told me a truth I couldn't answer.In the second second, I looked at Ian's face, coming toward us, the coffee in his hand, his eyes already narrowing at the sight of the two of us together.In the third second, I chose.I lu

Huling Na-update : 2026-09-08

047: Break hers

Brielle's POV The nurse was young and frightened and trying to get between us, her hands up, saying please, both of you, please sit down, and I let her guide me to the wall and I leaned against it and kept the performance going, the shaking, the hands cupped around my belly, the quick ragged breathing of a woman in shock. I was good at this. My father would have been so proud of how good I was at this."She came at me out of nowhere," I said to the nurse, smaller now, the voice of a woman giving a statement she doesn't want to give. "I was just sitting in the waiting room. She walked up and said terrible things about my baby. And then she grabbed me." I let my voice break on grabbed, because a broken voice is worth more than any evidence, and I looked up at the nurse with wet eyes and said, "I'm eight weeks pregnant. Please. I just want to make sure my baby's okay.""I didn't say any of that." Diana's voice was level, but I could see the shake in her hands where she held them up, pal

Huling Na-update : 2026-09-08

48: The mark he left

Diana's POVMy lip was split and the left side of my face was swelling and Ian was holding Brielle like she was the wounded one.The nurse brought ice in a paper towel. I pressed it to my cheek and sat in the chair she pulled over. The cold bit into the heat and I shut my eyes and breathed through the sting.Down the corridor, Ian walked Brielle toward the front desk. His arm around her. His mouth at her ear, saying soft brave things. She leaned into him, shoulders shaking.Past his arm I could see the side of her face. One eye, looking back at me.Dry. Steady. Flat as glass.She held my gaze two seconds. No mask. No performance. The real face, cold and satisfied. Then she blinked, the trembling came back, and she buried herself in his chest, and they turned the corner and were gone.The nurse crouched beside me. Her name tag said Reema. Young, dark-haired, hands that didn't quite know what to do with themselves."I saw what happened," she said. "He hit you.""Yes.""I can call securi

Huling Na-update : 2026-09-10

49: How dare you

Diana's POVIan came back.I was still in the chair, the ice pressed to my face, the nurse hovering, when he came around the corner again without Brielle. He must have left her with the doctor. He must have walked her in, settled her, played the devoted man for the room full of medical staff, and then come back to finish what he'd started, because his face when he saw me was not the face of a man who was done.He stopped ten feet away. His hand, the one that had hit me, hung at his side, and he didn't look at it, didn't curl it, didn't hide it in his pocket. He wore it the way a man wears a thing he's decided he had a right to do."Get up," he said."I'll sit where I like.""Get up, Diana. Don't make a scene.""You slapped me in a hospital corridor and you're telling me not to make a scene." I took the ice away from my face so he could see what he'd done. The swelling had come up fast, my cheek hot and tight, my lip split and crusted. "Look at me. You did this. Take a good long look a

Huling Na-update : 2026-09-11

50: His heir

Diana's POVHe didn't answer right away, and the silence said more than any word he could have chosen.I watched him search for it. I could see the machinery turning behind his eyes, the way it always turned when Ian was cornered and needed a door, any door, to walk through that let him keep believing he was right. He'd done it our whole marriage. Every argument, every betrayal, every night I'd caught him lying, he'd find the angle, the frame, the shape of the story where he was the wronged one and I was the woman who'd driven him to it.He found it now. I saw the moment it clicked, the jaw settling, the shoulders squaring, the man reassembling himself into the shape of someone who had a reason."Brielle's baby is my heir," he said. "My acknowledged heir. My name, my blood, my child, born to a woman I chose. That baby has my protection and my name and every right I can give it." He stepped forward, and the old Ian was back, the one who filled a room with the sound of his own certainty

Huling Na-update : 2026-09-12

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