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They carried a distinct, effortless bad-boy-and-girl aura. “You actually brought her, huh?” one of them drawled, eyeing me. I sat down stiffly beside Matilda, who just shrugged the guy off and reached for a bottle of dark liquor, pouring generous amounts into two plastic cups. She handed one to me while taking a sip from her own. My eyebrows shot straight up. “Not interested.” “Just take a shot, Nora. Stop acting like a nun,” she forced the cup into my hand. I brought it to my nose, instantly coughing at the harsh chemical scent. Jesus, what is this poison? How do people willingly drink this?

He passed the overflow crate, paused for half a second, then kept walking. Good. Half a second was normal. The crate had moved. At 14:00, Nora came to Maya with a list of things she actually needed, because Nora believed subtle tests were what happened to other people. “Are you finished with your little spy game?” Nora asked. Maya did not look up. “No.” “Because I need the alcohol back where drunk idiots can’t develop ambitions.” “It’s still locked.” “It has a lid. That is not the same as locked. You know this because you once watched Aaron open a sealed container with a spoon and optimism.”

Dr. Sabine Marsh had chosen a location that was neither hospital nor office nor anywhere that suggested official business. A reading room inside a university library on the eastern edge of the city. Old building. Thick walls. The kind of space where sound died two feet from its source and conversations stayed exactly where they were had. Nora arrived twelve minutes early. She had not told Henderson. She had not called Ethan. She had kissed her mother's cheek, left Ada sitting with the letter and her coffee and her tomatoes, and driven across the city with the forensic pathologist's voice still sitting in her chest like something with edges.

Chapter 61 The hallway felt twice as long on the way back. Every step Nora took was a battle against the instinct to turn around and run out of the building, to leave the phone, leave the city, and just disappear into the woods. But she couldn't. That device wasn't just a piece of plastic and glass; it was the blueprint of her freedom. It held the secure chat logs with her legal team, the routing numbers for the offshore account she’d painstakingly built, and, worst of all, the daily updates from the small, hidden cottage three states over where her children were supposed to be safe.

"Don't let it soften the next phase. We're too close." My phone lit up. A message from the unknown number that had been sending me fragments for weeks. This time it was longer than usual, and it began with two words that stopped my breath completely. *Hello, Nora. My name is Sera. And what I'm about to tell you will change everything you think you know about why your father really died.*

I hissed squirming. “Just watch. The fun is about to begin.” The man tilted my face towards the stage where Alpha Woods now spoke confidently about borders and praising his daughter. “Now I would like to remind everyone of the rules.” Alpha Woods spoke right as an arrow whizzed over everyone's heads. Impaling him in the neck. I watched horror struck. Seeing my Alphas eyes widen in shock. He locked eyes with me opening a mind-link ‘Get Kayla to safety’ I heard his voice fade near the end. A second later his body went slack landing on the floor with a dull thud.

“It was a little funny the way I met Nora. She had just been dumped by her boyfriend and came to drink away her pain in a bar, while I was also in the bar, trying to get a feel of the new town in which we were opening a new branch of our company. I was sitting there getting drunk and minding my business because the fight with Christina over Dylan was draining me. Anyway, Nora was drinking with Sally that day and they both were so drunk that they were talking loudly, and I could overhear their conversation. Sally told Nora that I was staring at them, something that was ridiculous because I only looked at them a few times when Nora drunkenly said something loud enough that I’m sure nearly the

They were closed, Her facial expressions soft. “Hm” she hummed, and I smiled. She was awake but barely. “You fell asleep” I informed her praying to the moon goddess that she didn’t run from me. that she didn’t try to fight me just for a few moments at least. Nina’s pov- “Sorry” I apologised my voice low and sleepy as I rolled onto my side to face him, it was surreal I felt warm yet at the same time I could feel the goosebumps of the chill in the air.

I pressed my lips together and looked at the floor. "Nova Calloway," he said again. "Her routine. Where she spends time alone in the compound." I thought about Nova's reading room. The cream walls and the floor to ceiling bookshelves and the way the afternoon light came through the white curtains and she sat in it with her notebook writing things that made her smile to herself. Aurora crawling across the rug toward her. "I don't know," I whispered. He hit me again. My head snapped sideways and I tasted copper and the chair scraped against the concrete and I hung there in the zip ties for a moment that lasted a long time.

There was something about her ,something that demanded my attention. For a brief moment, I forgot about everything, the chaos of my life, the sadness lingering in my frozen piece of muscles in my chest . Everything. Nora P.O.V Crawling through the narrow AC ducts was far from glamorous. My arms and knees ached as I maneuvered through the tight space, each movement sending a fine layer of dust into the air. Sweat dripped down my temple, dampening the fabric of my black, full-body suit.