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"How dare you bring the police officers with you! You tramp! I have been playing the idiot to accompany you, you old tramp! I'm just getting what I'm owed. You were the one who said that John's burnt scars disgusted you! You were the one who seduced me! "If it weren't for John's money, do you think I'd ever be with you? Every single moment with you disgusts me. If I didn't need the money for Bianca and the child in her, I would have dumped you a long time ago!" Nora turned to look at the woman. She had a slight baby bump. Like a madwoman, Nora yanked the hairpin from the updo and stabbed it viciously into the hand Henry was using to grab her hair.

He checked his tablet. "The cafeteria." My feet were already moving, Collin hurried after me. I heard Vanessa heels clicking the marble floor behind me, but I ignored them. All I could think of at that moment was Nora. The closer I got to the cafeteria, the louder the voices became. I heard people talking and laughing, without a second thought, I entered the cafeteria. The moment I stepped in, every face turned. I saw Josh first, standing close to Nora. I looked at Nora, she wasn't looking at Josh or at anyone, she was staring at the floor, with her phone still in her hand, her fingers were trembling looking defeated.

Jack Morning came faster than I wanted. The light slipped into the room in a soft gold line across the floor, touching the edge of the bed. I didn’t even move at first. I just lay there and breathed in the scent beside me, warm, soft, sweet… my mate. Nora. She was curled up, her hair scattered on the pillow, her lips slightly parted. She slept like someone who had fought the whole world and finally found a place to rest. And somehow… I felt both proud and guilty as I looked at her.

‎THIRD PERSON POV ‎NORA ‎ ‎The first thing Nora remembered when she opened her eyes the next morning was the memories of yesterday flooding in. ‎ She groaned in discomfort as she rolled on the bed, trying to block the sunlight from her face. ‎The second thing that came to her mind was that he was alive. ‎ ‎Maxim Romanov was alive. ‎ ‎And he was coming to Houston soon. ‎ ‎Nora stared at the ceiling, completely still as yesterday's memories came rushing back. The bakery. Cole's visit and now Elias's new job.

The mansion felt tense that morning. Nora moved quietly through the hallways, trying to stay away from Adriano after everything that happened. She still remembered the cold words she overheard, the ones that proved he didn’t save her out of care but out of strategy. The memory bothered her more than she wanted to admit, so she kept her distance and focused on keeping her heart steady. She was heading down the stairs when she heard a woman’s voice drifting from the living room. The tone was soft, confident, and too comfortable for a stranger. Nora slowed her steps and looked toward the open doorway.

Nora said, holding her tight. “My boobs do have a healing effect.” Nora snorted a laugh as she held her tighter for a few more seconds before letting go. “I came as soon as I saw the blogs. Escaping the devil's den was hard, but not even he could hold me back from coming to you.” Nora rolled her eyes at healing Camila, referring to her boss as the devil. “Your boss is not that bad. I’ve met the man, he’s charming AND handsome.” Nora said, hoping to distract Camila.

I let it break exactly what it needed to break to make the story work, and not one bone more. Nora wasn't supposed to matter. She was supposed to be exactly what I'd been told she was — a soft, forgettable pack girl who'd cry, sign the papers, and disappear quietly into whatever corner broken women disappear into. Instead she'd built an exit plan behind everyone's back. Instead she had a phone with no pack registration and, apparently, a direct line to the Alpha of Blackridge, who'd apparently been in love with her for two years without either of us noticing a single thing.

She wasn’t sure how much longer she could survive under Alex’s torment. ************* The storm outside raged on. Lightning boomed, shaking the Zodak pack house. Then.. A voice… “Nora.” Her eyes flash open. The room was dark and quiet, with only shadows dancing across the walls of her room. Her breath fastened as she looked toward the window. There…standing under the moonlight—was a woman. Dressed in a flowing white dress. Staring… Nora gasped, stumbling back. “Luna Elizabeth?” she whispered.

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 felt him press a quick kiss to my shoulder, then shift to sit up. “Come in,” he called, voice still rough with sleep. Nora entered quietly, closing the door behind her. She looked like she hadn’t slept at all—pale, eyes shadowed, clutching a small leather-bound book against her chest like it might shatter if she held it too loosely. Her mother’s grimoire. She stopped at the foot of the bed, gaze flicking between us. “I… didn’t want to wake you,” she said, “but this couldn’t wait.”