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Phoenix snapped, slamming his glass down on the table, liquor splashing over the edge. “Maybe she already knows that he is a demon or monster,” I said casually. Phoenix shook his head with absolute confidence. “No. He wouldn’t let her know. I’m sure of it.” “And why do you think that?” I raised my eyebrows. “Just my gut,” Pheonix winked, forcing me to shake my head. I leaned back in my chair. “Are you sure we should even continue this? I heard his wife’s already been kidnapped twice, and yet he doesn’t seem to be taking any action. No retaliation. No investigation. At this point, it’s pointless.”

Phoenix growled through her teeth, her face ashen, "I've had enough of him keeping an eye on me 24/7! I'm a prodigy of Cloudnine Sect, and I won't keep suffering like this!" With that, she strode up and took Frank's hand. "I understand now, Mr. Lawrence! Just give me time—I'll personally cut ties with Josh!" "What?!" Before Frank realized what was happening, Phoenix was once again her spirited self, pushing Frank out of the way as she strode out. "Wait! Ms. Ardron, I actually—" "I get it, Mr. Lawrence. Don't worry—I won't let Josh bother you." She smiled at him before storming off.

I know the pain of finding out part of my soul was kept from me, but I can’t even begin to imagine the pain of knowing I had Willow, and her shutting me out by choice. I’m about to ask Wolfie about the races when my stomach grumbles and gurgles under Phoenix’ large hand holding me in his lap. “Let’s get you fed baby girl. Bring the book. We need to show the others and Amarragh what you have found.” He waits for me to grab granny’s book, then stands with me in his arms. I don’t say anything about his clinginess. I know that holding me calms him, and if this means we get to the bottom of what’s going on without him losing his mind, I’ll let him carry me wherever he wants.

As I walked up the stairs to their home, Commander Winston walked up besides Lance asking where Phoenix was. “I believe she’s here, but I need to have some time with my mate to figure out what’s going on with her.” Deep down I smirked saying ‘my mate’ because she was mine, not his. I knocked on the door and her father answered. “Mr. Greeley, is Phoenix here?” “Yes she is.” Lance tried to move between myself and Commander Winston trying to walk in and was stopped by his dad. “Dad what gives, I live here.” “Not right now, you don’t.”

Something was wrong. Back at my penthouse, the elevator hummed as it climbed. The city sprawled below, lights sharp like broken glass. I poured a scotch, the glass cold against my palm, and opened my laptop. I received information that Hector Reyes was hosting another charity gala at his mansion tonight, supposedly for an orphanage. Lies. He was scrambling. His world was falling apart—board members bailing, stock in freefall after the Project Phoenix leak. This gala was a desperate grab to charm investors, keep his legacy from crumbling.

"Is that really what I'm worth to you? A few expensive steaks?" I frowned, my hand tightening on my bag. "Then what do you want?" I knew the stories. Everyone did. Xavier Wright was the man who had been cast out and crawled back to the top through blood and grit. People said he’d cleared the path to his inheritance by getting rid of his stepmother's unborn children. They said he ran with rogues and dealt in things that never saw the light of day. I already had a dozen reasons to keep my distance, but here I was, trapped in a bathroom with him.

“I would have no reason to lie to you Miss Reign. There was something deep down that makes me question if Mrs Velt was inspired and threatened by the power you had over your own mind. So, she built a device to bend reality around people like you, to make you weaker and more susceptible.” Her frown deepened. “Cruel really, people with gifts like yours should not be locked away like worthless trash.” “So Phoenix, weakened me? That is why it took me so long to break from it then? And that’s why the others couldn’t wake up by themselves too?”

“I really like to get this start, because I do have other things to do tonight.” “Like that party I heard about?” “Well, it is Raven birthday, and he is my VP also I close friend. That’s not why I’m here and you know it.” “Why are you here for Phoenix?” “Don’t you dare play stupid; you know I got a hold of some information about you selling people on the black market and you’re going to stop.” “You really believe you’re going to be that person to put a stop to this. Just because you’re called Phoenix that you have what it takes to make me do anything.”

As a hybrid Weresnake who is still a few months short of adulthood, Phoenix is even weaker than an ordinary human, not to mention the fact that he is injured and bleeding so much. Jenny lunged at him and grabbed him by the neck, Phoenix opened his mouth wide, he tried to wake Cynthia up, but he couldn' t make any sound. He hated himself for not being able to make a sound! "Go to hell! All of you love her. All of you. Even a lowly HYBRID like you loves her. Go to hell! " Phoenix struggled desperately, yet it was completely ineffective. Jenny said coldly, "When I kill you, I will leave your body at Cynthia' s door. Then set fire to it. Tomorrow they will find Cynthia and your body, and they wi