All Chapters of Married To My Enemy's Pack : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

They moved me into a guest suite on the west wing while the east side of the estate was rebuilt, two doors down from Damian's room, close enough that I could hear him pacing some nights through the shared wall."You'll be safer here," he had said the day they moved my few salvaged belongings in. "Fewer windows with only one door.""You mean easier to guard," I said."I mean safer," he repeated and did not apologise for the difference.I sat now at the small desk they had given me, turning Xavier's scorched note over in my hands for what felt like the hundredth time. "You kept it safe, good girl. Let's see how long that lasts." I had read it so many times that the words had stopped feeling like words at all, just a shape of dread I carried around all day.A knock interrupted me. I turned and saw Kade, leaning in the doorway with two mugs of something that smelled like coffee and looked like tar."Peace offering," he said, holding one out to me. "Xavier ruined the good machine trying to

Kayla left for Ashwood two days later, and the house felt quieter without her. Then I threw myself into training with Ryder, into small conversations with Kade and into anything that kept my mind off the space she left behind.Damian was the only one I could not get away from."You're doing it again," Kade said one afternoon, catching me staring after Damian left the room."Doing what?" I asked."Doing that thing where you watch him leave like you're trying to memorize the back of his head." He grinned, dropping into the chair beside me. "It's kind of sad, honestly.""I don't know what you're talking about," I said."Sure you don't," He stole a piece of toast off my plate. "For what it's worth, he does the same thing when you're not looking. And it's even worse, actually. At least you're subtle about it." He said."That doesn't mean anything," I replied."If you say so," he said back.That night, unable to sleep, I went to the kitchen for water and found Damian already there.Neither

Xavier pushed the door open before I could stop him, and Damian looked up fast, phone still pressed to his ear, his eyes catching mine for a second before he turned away, finishing the call."Keep me posted," he said and hung up."What complaint?" I asked before he could say anything else. "I heard you through the door."Damian set the phone down slowly, weighing how much to tell me. "Someone filed a formal complaint with the council against my father," he said. "This morning, questioning his judgment on the deal that ended the conflict with Ashwood. Says he acted recklessly, risking this whole house, just to end a war fast.""Meaning me," I said quietly. "The marriage.""Meaning the marriage," Damian agreed, "among other decisions he made that week. It's an old tactic. They wait until a house looks weak, then question the leader's judgment, and hope that most of the council members agree to force a vote of no confidence.""Who filed it?" I asked."It was anonymous, filed through a pr

I called back immediately, with my hands shaking so hard I nearly dropped the phone twice. It rang and rang, but no response came in until it finally clicked over to voicemail, Kayla's cheerful recorded voice a horrible contrast to the fear still ringing in my ears from her last words.I tried again, but it's still the same result."Helena?" Damian called.I turned back and saw Damian standing in my doorway, still dressed from the council meeting, his expression sharpening the second he saw my face. "What happened?" He asked."Kayla," My voice came out unsteady. "She was looking through old Ashwood records for me, and she found something, and then someone came into the office, and the call just died.""Slow down," he said, crossing the room fast and gripping my shoulders. "Looking for what?" He asked.But I couldn't respond because I had promised myself I would not tell him yet, and some stubborn, frightened part of me still held onto that. "Something private," I said. "A favor, it do

"Where?" I asked, already moving toward the door. "Where is she?""An old warehouse near the docks," Damian said with his jaw tight, and his phone still gripped in his hand. "Ryder's team already has their eyes on it now. But nobody has gone in yet.""Then why are we still standing here?" I said."Because whoever is holding her hasn't made their demand clear yet, Helena, and I am not walking my wife into a building controlled by strangers without having a plan first." His voice was hard and final. "We have to do this carefully, or we don't do it at all."Felix pushed himself up from his chair, wincing. "I'm coming with you guys," he said."You can barely stand up," Damian said."She's under my roof and my protection." Felix's voice cracked with something stubborn and old. "I have failed enough people this month. And I am not failing her, too."Then nobody argued further. We just loaded into two cars within minutes. Damian sat beside me throughout the entire drive, with his hand restin