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Nathan: “Any news from Donatello?” I asked Carter who shook his head. We had our men roaming around, searching for news about the Italian; however, the man seemed to have disappeared, like literally, no news of him was found anywhere. “Not at all, some say that he went back to Italy, but we haven’t found any records of him going to the airport, and his planes are all here. He’s probably at his mansion, or having something new for his new businesses” I nodded, chewing the inside of my mouth before dismissing Carter. I still had four meetings to go today, and knowing that one of my main investors and allies wouldn’t be there was a problem that I didn’t want to think of dealing with. The idea o

I smiled and said gently, "Is that so? Congratulations, Catherine. But… I'll have to decline. Send him my best." The call ended. I drifted to the balcony, where Celandre's skyline stretched before me, a forest of steel and glass. Drawing a deep breath, I looked into the boundless sky and let a serene smile curve my lips. Goodbye, Liam. Goodbye… to my past.

My phone buzzed three times. The first was from Cain: [Stay in the pack and behave. I'm away for a week on business.] The second was from Vivienne. Two photos — a private beachfront villa Cain had booked for her on the southern coast. Blue ocean, golden sun. I curled in on myself, retching until there was nothing left to bring up. Only scalding tears remained. The third message was from the Alpha Council: [Luna Wren, the Mate Bond dissolution process is complete. The bond will sever automatically at tomorrow night's full moon.]

Catching the guarded look on my face, Atlas continued speaking. "It wasn't anything like you're thinking. Mom came from a little pack in Texas, they were mates. She died having me and Dad remarried awhile later." Atlas shrugged, his eyes flickering with a flimsy, icy indifference. "Dad's Beta said he was torn up when he lost my Mom, that he almost resigned as Alpha."

GEORGIA, ATLANTA 2023 ~SIERRA~ Since the guards in Houston communicated with the ones in Atlanta, they were already waiting for us. Gilbert was with the kids, helping them get in the car. Atlas was asleep, so he got the back seat to himself. I tried Nana's number again, but she didn't pick up, “still?” Gilbert asked; he was at the back helping Atlas while I sat in the middle row with Ingrid and Nathan.

He said it with just the faintest trace of amusement—as if he’d been waiting for the chance to use it aloud again, to see how it fit in the space between us like a lit match waiting to drop. Ingrid blinked once. Her smile didn’t fall, not exactly—but it twisted, puzzled now. “Leilani… Selwyn?” she echoed, slow and unsure, her head tilting slightly as she turned to me. “Wait. That’s not—” “We’ve met,” Atlas said, cutting her off gently, his tone pleasant but laced with something unmistakably sharp. “Haven’t we?” I didn’t move. Couldn’t. My lungs had forgotten how to function.

CHAPTER 1 HEAVEN I froze, staring hard at the podium. "I’d like to make an announcement: my wife—well, ex-wife now—" My eyes widened in confusion. Atlas had only gone to the stage to receive his award. What was he saying? "...we've decided to go our separate ways. Heaven and I are getting divorced. Thank you." I turned to the stage, my vision blurring as Atlas smiled, stepping down like he hadn’t just shattered my world in front of the entire country. Ex-wife? Did I hear him correctly? Was this a nightmare?

Addison: [Henley, why aren't you answering my calls? Addison: [Are you tired of me? How could you treat me like this?] Addison: [If you don't call me back, we're done!] And so, Henley caved. The moment the call connected, his voice softened to a "Babe, I'll come see you today, okay?" Joanna stood just a few steps away from the balcony, hearing every word with unsettling calm. Her heart felt nothing but numbness. After clearing out the house, Joanna took one last look around.

"Dr. Atlas, please meet Kiema Feuer." "Ms. Feuer, it's a pleasure. I would love to take a look at the specimen. In the toilet, you said?" Kiema waved at the newcomer. "Hi, Dr. Atlas." He narrowed his green eyes at all of the men. "You can call me Atlas, Kiema. Only these uncouth idiots use my title." "I'll do that, Atlas. Thank you." He nodded his head, his white blond hair glowing in the overhead lights of the room we used as our headquarters.

God, I had no idea life could be so fun when I did not have to think about them. My partner called me and started an online meeting. Excited, they told me the project ended perfectly on their side. The path had been hard. Fortunately, the end was perfect. It did not get in the way of us making money. I had to ask, though. I wanted to know what happened after I dropped out of the project. My partner thought I was just being curious. "Nothing much. Claude Group's representative got fired because he made a big blunder. Ms. Claude treated him like he was the most important thing to her. I thought they had a fling. Guess not."