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He could look at me with eyes and then use someone else to get what he wanted. He didn't want a partner. He wanted people he could control. A sharp chime broke the silence. A red alert box appeared on my screen bypassing my local firewall. SYSTEM ALERT: Re-ROUTING OPTION ACTIVATED. USER: J VANE MESSAGE: REPORT TO OFFICE 01 IMMEDIATELY. BRING THE MONTGOMERY LIQUIDITY MANIFESTS. I stared at the glowing letters. My fingers hovered over the keyboard thinking about ignoring the command.. That would show him that Vivienne had affected me.

Especially now, that my own dad, backed by several of my packmates, commits to harm them. Summoning my Omegas with a press of a button, I issue the command that would give me a bit of an ease whenever I’m away from Eloise and Maddox. A team of experts is dispatched, entrusted with the task of turning our haven into a fortress. State-of-the-art closed-circuit television cameras soon stand as silent sentinels, their unwavering gaze covering every inch of the abode. As the technicians work meticulously, I retreat to my office room. I watch the live feed on my phone’s screen, observing as cameras are carefully nestled into corners, their unblinking eyes capturing angles that even my vigilant min

of the Commission’s servers, still pulsing under my control. I looked at the camera feed for the front door. A man was walking his dog on the sidewalk. He looked up at the house, perhaps admiring the architecture, before moving on. He had no idea that sixty feet away, a girl was watching him through a thermal lens, her fingers hovering over a "Doomsday" script. I felt a sudden, sharp pang of nausea.

Addendum: Visual data suggests tertiary consciousness emerging within the Veil. Designation: The Watcher. A pause. Then, a whisper not part of any transmission—so faint it could be mistaken for a glitch. Maeve… don’t close it again. The feed ends.