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He takes one step closer, close enough that Kieran shifts his weight like he’s ready to close the last of the distance himself. “Right now? Only for you to know I exist.” His voice drops with the words, quieter, rougher. “Next time, I might actually help you.” “There won’t be a next time. Not unless I decide there is.” That earns me the first real smile he’s given all night, quick, and sharp, gone almost before it fully forms. “We’ll see.” Then he folds back down into the wolf and vanishes into the tree line, faster than something his size should move, gone before I can get another word in.

Suddenly, Mia's phone rang. It was her secretary. "Ms. Jackson, we've found Mr. Hathaway's location! He's at White Rose Hospital on the east side of the city. He was just sent into the emergency room!"

His lips were pressed together as he called his co-conspirators. I calmly sat down and said meaningfully, “Don’t bother. Your calls won’t go through. They’re all in jail right now.”

One more impossible situation. Until I'm finally ready for whatever comes next.

It all dissolves under the warmth of bacon and the sound of his voice. Then His eyes flicker. Just a fraction. A shift so small I almost miss it. But when I do see it, my stomach drops. Because that is calm? It isn’t calm anymore. It’s anticipation. He exhales slowly, dragging a hand through his hair like he’s settling something final in his mind. “Plus,” he adds, voice quieter now, “I need to know you can handle what comes next.” My throat goes dry. “What… comes next?” I manage.

He looked at me mischievously, aware he's still on call with this person. “Yes, as soon as you can.” He ended the call. I struggled from the knot, it was fruitless, Asher clapped, extending his two hands forward to me in a welcome gesture. “This is your home, from now on.” Asher announced.

I turned slightly, addressing Father and the envoys from the Frostfang pack in a calm tone. "The time has come. Let's go." And then I stepped forward, walking straight toward the Frostfang envoys. Behind me, Kael's roars of disbelief echoed with Lyra's muffled sobs as the rest of the square hung silent. Ahead lay the unknown frost and whatever fate that awaited me. I, at last, was done with Kael. There would be no turning back.

"I'd like to meet Miss Clara Russel." "It's me." I said, looking at him in confusion. "May I know who you are?" Why is he coming to my apartment? I was even confused cause the next moment I heard Stevan speak, "Arlo? What are you doing here?" I turned to him. He's looking at the man, Arlo as if he knows him already. "Do you know him, Stevan?" Stevan looked my way and nodded, "Yes. He's my senior at the training center."

I can hear it ringing until a soft 'hello' can be heard. "I need every surrounding Alpha to travel to my pack by tomorrow. I'm calling a meeting about my bride. If anyone says no, tell them that I will find them and I will kill them." he spats. "Yes Alpha." the small voice mutters. "Good," he snaps, slamming the receiver down, "Now we wait." I nod my head, but slowly panic begins to set in. He's coming. My old Alpha.

He nodded, "Okay, were you able to see which one?" My eyebrows pulled closer, "Yeah, I...uh, the bald one, the one-" "The one who has the keys," He continued the sentence on my behalf as he raised his hands, referring to the chains. I nodded, "Yes, him." "Good, we gonna have to get him inside first," He looked around us, "Just a second," He mumbled, as he pulled at the chains, seeing how far they can go.