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DARK DESIRES BY ADURA EPISODE FIFTY-ONE Getting to the house, Gray was there waiting for me, But was quite surprised that Tyler isn't around. He told me he won't be going out today. I walked closer to him and he bowed respectfully. Gray has been my my second right hand man since years,He took gunshots for me countless times which made me trust him, Although,he might not know how much he's important to him but hell,I could do anything for him.

Greyson had claimed that when he got into the room that night, it had been to find only Roman and Matthew and that they had both been killed and when I asked him about Zoe/Estel, he had said that there had been no one like that in the room and had assured me that his mate was dead and there was just no way for her to come back to life. I knew what I had seen, it had not been made up in my mind. The only person that would have been able to back up my claims had been Naomi as she was the only other person that had been there with me but before I got back from the hospital the girl had killed herself.

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I’d been tending the hydrangeas Sarah planted just last week. She said watching something grow made her feel alive again. I understood. That’s why I’d let my hands get dirty for the first time in a long time. The door of the SUV opened, and Grayson stepped out, his shoulders tense and his jaw locked. He didn’t move with his usual ease. There was a weight to him, something dragging behind his eyes like smoke that refused to clear. “It’s gone,” he said before I even asked. I didn’t flinch. I didn’t need to.

Zara's POV After the funeral, the house was never truly quiet. For two days, people poured in, friends, relatives, business associates, all bearing the same rehearsed condolences, the same gentle pats on the shoulder. By the third day, the crowd had thinned. That was when Grayson showed up, clean-cut in a sharp grey suit, his eyes bright with a sense of new beginnings. “I know this isn’t the time,” he began, his voice low but steady, “but I wanted to thank you. I’m leaving for Los Angeles. I’m starting a business there… and my mother’s surgery was successful.”

“You sealed your fate the day you murdered Celine Winchester. You’re lucky you’re not in prison or haven’t turned the key in the ignition only to be blown to hell.” “Grayson…please,” he said, sounding completely dejected and at the end of his rope. “I’ve lost my senate seat,” his voice broke with emotion as if her were announcing the death of a beloved child. “The IRS is breathing down my neck. Everyone’s abandoning me…Lorna has filed for divorce, Liam and Cathy aren’t taking my calls. Gray, your old man really needs you right now.” He chuckled sadly. “I’ve got nowhere else to go, son. Please.”