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"Boom. The name that appeared on the video file." Mason nodded, his gaze intense. "Yes. And Ava, she was really into this idea of justice. Of exposing wrongdoing. She even talked about how, if she ever saw something truly awful, she'd want to be like one of them. A 'watcher.'" "Do you think Ava herself… recorded this?" Miller asked, a new, horrifying possibility dawning on her. "No," Mason shook his head vehemently. "The camera angle, the way it zoomed. It wasn't from her perspective. But the watcher they knew about Ava.

She just kept walking. His wrist rested casually on the steering wheel—no longer adorned with the usual string of agarwood beads, but now marked by a glinting Patek Philippe watch. His fingers were long, refined, and strong—hands that could command both empires and desire. He didn’t say another word, just watched her. Ava, furious and determined, stomped on in her heels, every step echoing like a declaration of war. She didn’t look back. Alexander watched her retreating figure, something strange flickering in his eyes. Her silhouette against the fading light held a peculiar allure, even when she was walking away from him in absolute fury.

“I absolutely am.” She groaned. “I cannot believe this family.” Lydia quietly hid another smile. The timer for the astronomy session appeared in the corner of the screen. Two minutes remaining. Ava looked between me and her mother. “So…” She hesitated. “Can we all watch together?” I answered before anyone else could. “I’d like that.” She turned hopefully toward Lydia. Her mother looked at the countdown before giving a small nod. “I’ve already checked.” “The platform allows multiple viewers.” Ava clapped once.

He was keeping his distance to avoid a diplomatic incident, but his wolf was roaring right beneath my skin, a blistering shield of heat protecting our unborn child. The Vanguard captain was waiting by the iron gates, his silver armor glinting beneath his heavy velvet cloak. In his hands, he held a polished, ornate wooden box, but my eyes immediately tracked the small, spherical obsidian mirror tucked into the sash of his belt. It was humming with a faint, violet shadow-energy.

To be honest, I had seen it so often that it didn't surprise me anymore. Sure enough, Hailey started listing my crimes. "All I did was give him a watch. How dare you threaten him? Apologize to him right now, or I'm going to demote you!" Without waiting for my response, she dialed Jaxon's number and put the call on speaker. I could barely say a word before he started his wounded act. "I'm the one who should apologize, Ms. Miller. I shouldn't have accepted your gift if it was going to make Mr. Chase so mad. I'll return the watch. Please just tell Mr. Chase to stop targeting me at work."

She looked really scruffy. Hedgar forced a smile and instinctively touched the mask over her face. “My face is completely ruined. I really want to just rip it off.” Hmm… If she continued down this path of giving up on herself, she was bound to really rip her face off one day. And honestly? I wanted to see it. Even though 3 million was not enough to deal a huge financial blow to the Stanes, it was enough to make them suffer for a while. A long period of silence passed before Hedgar suddenly said seriously, “Henry, do you believe that Leon doesn’t actually have any photos?”

Then froze. > “Found something.” They joined her. Behind a curtain of moss, half-swallowed by vines, was a metallic panel. Rectangular. Dull with corrosion. Ava stepped forward. She didn’t hesitate. Her fingers pressed to the worn surface. For a moment— nothing. Then a faint click. The panel buzzed. A hidden screen lit up behind the grime. > IDENTITY SCAN INITIALIZED… …MATCH FOUND. Ava didn’t breathe. > USER: AVA MONROE

I keep waiting for him to get distracted while hunting a human, but he doesn’t touch a single one of them. He does, however, watch intently as two wolves from opposite directions attack the same human, ripping him in two as they pass each other and prancing away delightedly, each with their own half of the trophy. I swallow my horror even as my stomach twists, turning my head to make sure Ava is equally as invested in the scene before I run off. Instead, I find that she’s staring at me dead on. As she lifts her paw and pushes me backward, I realize she was waiting for her mate to be distracted, too.

He was trying so hard to soothe her. "Did you see the face of the man who attacked you Kevin asked. "No, he was wearing a mask " Avi said and nodded her head. "Did you notice anything about him, I'll need something if I want to find him" Kevin said. "Hhmmm, there was a dragon tattoo on his left arm and he had a big build" She said after thinking hard. *********** Hugo bowed before Maya Stark, "You should skip the formalities and report to me directly " Maya Stark said.

Oliver warned. Raymond look at what he grabed , it was his wristwatch- Philippe Patek . he immediately put it on then sit back trying to calm down. “Don’t you discuss money as though it is something you know anything about? How much do you think Oliver and I made or Lucas spends on his gambling why we are sitting here discussing your pathetic hourly wages?” as he picked up his fountain pen and threw at him. He aimed for the man’s eyes but missed. Lucas went to pick up the pen. “wow. I can probably use this for my gambling” he said jokingly, referring to the Mont Blanc fountain pen.