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“You could say that again.” I remember Nick had a slightly different account of his breakdown—he claimed T.H.E.M. intentionally used the mind control serum to induce his breakdown because they feared the ramifications of having a mind reader working in their ranks. He claimed he had woken up in the padded cell after his breakdown with no recollection of how he’d gotten there.

“The room did this?” “Not the room alone. Recognition. Petitions. The Alpha’s public claim. The wolf is kneeling. The pack remembers in fragments.” Magnus uncorked the vial and dabbed cool moonwater on a cloth. “Every thread that pulls Rhea Moonmere back into place puts pressure on what buried the bond.” Maddox looked at Rhea with a kind of fear that tried to hide inside anger. “What happens if it breaks through too fast?” Magnus did not answer immediately.

"But you didn’t. Sorry, brother, no cash this time. I’m not running a fucking charity here." As I see the desperation etched onto Maurice's face, I can't help but feel a tinge of pity for him. The man is a fool, constantly making poor choices, a streak of fuckups. Judging by his past behavior, if I give him money now, he’ll just fuck it up again and will never pay me back. Then, a thought hits me. It’s like a jolt of electricity racing up my spine. This Mindy girl, he broke up with.

“Georgia was never good for you. She made you weak.” “She made me human,” I shot back. Thunder rattled the windows. The chandelier shook, spreading shards of light across the carpet. Mary clutched her glass like a shield. My mother stood calm, regal, a queen sure of her justice. “You’ve always been dramatic,” she said. “This tantrum doesn’t change anything. Sign the papers, end this sham, and you can rebuild your life with someone worthy.” “I won’t sign anything,” I hissed. Her smile chilled me. “Then everything collapses. The board will vote you out. The press will bury you. And Georgia”

“Okay. So. Two days. We have two days to finalize everything, prepare for battle, and not have a complete mental breakdown. Easy.” “I’m already having a mental breakdown,” Kira said. “I’m just really good at hiding it.” “Same,” Iris agreed. “I had mine last week,” Silas added. “Very efficient. Got it out of the way early.” “I don’t have mental breakdowns,” Astrid said. “I have strategic recalibrations.” “That’s just a fancy way of saying mental breakdown,” Marcus muttered. “Excuse me?” “Nothing, Alpha Silvermoon. You’re very strategically recalibrated.”

But when he couldn't wait any longer, he smirked and then said, “You know what I think?” “No. But I’m sure you’ll tell me.” I shrugged, gritting my teeth. Marcelo smirked. “I think you should play some music. Maybe that depressing ass playlist you always listen to. You know, the one that sounds like rain and heartbreak.” I had never played any songs from my playlist around him before, and I didn't have any depressing song in my playlist either. But if there was one thing I had noticed about Marcelo Marino, it was that he loved to fuck with people.

He staggered backward, turned, and went to sit behind his desk. It wasn’t far enough, but it offered him sanctuary by its familiarity. He had lost his composure for a second there because no matter whatever delusions he may hold. He could never dream of anything even close to this setup. This fucked up scenario went far beyond his tired-ass imagination. His life seemed to be becoming more and more complicated every single fucking day. Nothing had worked out for him since the day he broke up with Solo. Had he jinxed himself with the stupid-ass choices he’d made over the last ten months?

Make sure the boys are active and they put in their best or you all shall be killed. 'Alright then. A-as you wish, Alpha King.'. The mind link broke.