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No one else could have slipped through the protective wards without triggering alarms, but Nora had always been the exception not just to the rules of this place, but to every carefully constructed belief I had once held. She stood with her back to me, half-illuminated by the glow of a floating orb light hovering near her shoulder. Books were scattered across the long table in front of her, some open, others sealed with ancient wax and forgotten sigils. Her fingers trembled as she traced the faded ink of a map. Her eyes, when she glanced up at my approach, were sharp, wary, and far too tired. “You’re not supposed to be in here,” she said without preamble, like I was just another problem she

“I forgot how good this feels—just sitting.” Adrian nodded, stretching his long legs under the table. “I forget sometimes too.” Nora slurped loudly and declared, “I want to be a writer and a dragon keeper when I grow up.” Amelia raised her eyebrow. “Ambitious.” “Adrian says I can do both.” Adrian shrugged casually. “She’s got a wide range.” Once they arrived back at the safehouse, Nora had already dozed off in the backseat. Adrian didn’t hesitate to carry her inside, her head resting on his shoulder, arms slung around his neck like she trusted he wouldn’t let her drop.

“Bye, Jayden.” Later that evening, as we walked down the beach under the fading sun, I asked, “Did it bother you? Seeing him?” Richard shrugged. “I’m not threatened by something I’ve already won.” Another day, we stopped by a small bookstore café. I was reaching for a novel when I heard a voice say, “That one’s really good.” I turned. Nora. She looked effortlessly beautiful, as always — tailored pants, soft curls, perfect lipstick. “Thanks,” I replied, placing the book back.

“You’re awake.” Nora clutched the towel tighter around her chest, her pulse loud in her ears. “What do you want?” “We’re leaving.” She blinked. “Leaving?” He stepped closer, the air between them tightening. “Pack whatever you need. We’re heading back to Maford City.” The name hit her like a slap. Maford. The city she’d buried. The one that had eaten her alive and spat her out in pieces. “No,” she said quietly, shaking her head. “I’m not going back there.”

Where surveillance cameras blinked My name is Nora Dan. I’m not a thief. I didn’t steal anything. But I’m paying for both. When I was twelve, my stepmother Lillian worked here as a private cook. She cooked their food, and quietly stashed thousands of dollars in cash and gold from the Alpha’s vault. Then one day, she disappeared. Just like that. She left me behind. No one could find her, but someone had to pay. And I was the perfect target. An unranked teenage girl, No wolf form yet, No parents to protect me, Lillian’s stepdaughter. I became the debtor.

"I know you have every right to tell me to leave now. You’re sitting in a jail cell because of the Jones family and wearing that orange suit because of a woman who thinks you’re nothing but a bug to be stepped on." I looked at her. "Did Elizabeth send you here to gloat?" I interrupted. My voice was shaky, but I forced myself to look her in the eye. I wouldn't let her see me cry. Not her, not here, and not now. "Because if she did, you can tell her I’m not giving up and I’m not signing your papers, neither am I going away." Nora looked at me steadily and didn't cringe. Instead, she reached into her small, expensive leather purse and slowly, she pulled out a tiny silver flash drive.

POV: Nora I went to Sera at first light. She was in a building three streets from the hotel, fourth floor, a room that smelled like coffee and paper and the particular staleness of a space that had been lived in with the windows closed. She had the laptop open and two phones charging and the same organized spread of documents across the available surfaces that I was starting to recognize as her natural habitat. She looked at my face when I came in and said nothing for a moment. Then she poured me coffee and sat across from me and waited.

I looked down at the book. LUNA’S BARGAIN: FATED TO THE ALPHA. Of course. Even her apology came with wolves. A laugh tried to rise and died in my chest. I carried the note and the book inside like they might bite me, set them on the counter, and stared at them until my eyes blurred. Then I opened my phone. Bailey was still blocked. Colton too. My thumb hovered over Bailey’s contact, shaking. Unblock, the lonely part of me whispered. But another memory rose, sharp as a slap. Kyle, leaning in close, voice velveted with threat: Don’t ignore me, Nora. That’s not how this works.

Nora froze, shrinking under their stare and hugging herself, looking small and lost. "Pull yourselves together," Cain barked and slammed the trunk shut, the sound cracking like a gunshot. He stormed up the steps and placed himself between Nora and the staff. "Mrs. Gable. This is Nora Delaney. She is my guest, and will be staying with us for a while." “Nora?” Mrs. Gable blinked, her eyes darting between him and Nora. "But sir, surely you can see it. It's like looking at a ghost." "Miss… Nora,” Cain said. “And she is not a ghost. Prepare the Blue Room in the East Wing."