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FINNI stood outside the door of room 3007. The hallway was quiet and cold. My phone screen still showed the message I had read a hundred times.22:00. XX Hotel. 3007.My hands shook a little. I had spent three whole days trying to reach the CEO of MC Pharma. Forty-seven calls. Twenty-three emails. Nine different people who worked for him. Every single one of them said the same thing. He would not meet me. He would not even talk to me. Then, one hour ago, this strange number sent me that short message.My father-in-law was dying. The doctors said only one medicine could save him, and only MC Pharma made it. I had no other choice.I took a deep breath and raised my hand to knock. The door was already unlocked. It moved open when I pushed it. The room was completely dark. No lights. No sound. Just heavy silence.I stepped inside and closed the door behind me. My heart beat so hard I could hear it in my ears.“22:03.”A soft laugh came from the darkness. It was slow and quiet, like someo

MAGNUSI stood alone in the dark presidential suite long after the door slammed shut behind Finn. My chest rose and fell too fast. My hands would not stop shaking. The taste of him still sat on my tongue, sweet and familiar and wrong all at the same time. I could still feel the shape of his mouth under mine. I could still feel how thin his body had become when I pressed him against the glass.I wanted to punch the wall until my knuckles bled. I wanted to run after him into the hallway. I wanted to never see his face again.My wolf, Regulus, was losing its mind inside me.“Mate” he snarled over and over. “Go after him. Bring him back. He is ours. You scared him. You hurt him.”“Shut up,” I said out loud to the empty room. My voice sounded rough and broken. “He left us first. He chose to leave.”Regulus only grew louder. He pushed against my control so hard that my eyes burned and my teeth ached. Every time I tried to remember the cold words of that old rejection message, Regulus howled

FINNThe man remained on his knees in front of me, his head lowered so far that his forehead almost touched the pavement. I could hear every beat of his heart now, fast and frightened beneath his chest, and I could smell the fear coming from his skin. A few minutes ago, I had been the same weak Finn who had spent his entire life believing he could never shift, but now I was standing over another werewolf in a body that felt stronger than anything I had ever known. My silver eyes reflected in the puddle beneath my paws, and I could barely recognize myself. Lunar was awake inside me, filling my mind with strange memories and instincts that did not belong to the human life I remembered. I wanted to run because none of this made sense, but another part of me wanted answers. I lowered my head and stared at the man. “Who sent you?” I asked, but the words came out as a deep growl that seemed to shake the air around us.The man lifted his head slightly, but the moment his eyes met mine, he l

FINNI woke up slowly, like I was climbing out of deep water. My whole body felt heavy and sore, like I had run a hundred miles without stopping. For a moment I did not open my eyes. I just lay there, listening. The room was quiet except for the soft sound of wind outside a window somewhere close by.Then the smell hit me.Cedar wood. Clean sheets. Something warm underneath it all that I could not name but somehow knew. My eyes snapped open.The ceiling above me was tall and dark, with wooden beams running across it. Soft golden light came from lamps on either side of the huge bed I was lying in. I sat up too fast and my head spun. I pressed a hand against my forehead and waited for the room to stop moving.When it finally did, I looked around, and my chest went tight.This was not the room Magnus had when we were young. The furniture was different. Bigger. More expensive. But the dark wood on the walls, the deep green curtains, even the way the moonlight fell through the window and l

MAGNUSI stood at the window of my study with a glass of untouched whiskey in my hand, watching the sun go down over the garden. Somewhere in the house, Finn was resting, or at least I hoped he was. Three days had passed since we came to the estate, and every single one of them felt like walking on thin ice, careful not to break through into something I could not fix.Regulus paced quietly inside me, restless but calmer than before. "You should go see him," he said."He does not want to see me," I answered."You do not know that."I did know it, though. Every time I walked into a room, Finn's whole body went stiff, like he was bracing for something bad to happen. Every time I offered him food or asked if he needed anything, he looked at me with narrow, careful eyes, waiting for the trap hidden inside my kindness. I could not blame him. Not after the way I had treated him at the hotel. I had been cruel. I had wanted to punish him for years of pain, and now I was paying for it with his