Under Currents Nora Roberts 소설 & 이야기

then she turned the door knob and it clicked shut behind her. Nora's breath became short. She had lumps stuck in her throat, she knew Eve was of no good. But she had bigger things to focus on now. She needed to see Ryder. *****The Midnight Meeting******* Nora walked through the corridors of the Zodak Moon Pack’s Royal estate skillfully, avoiding the sight of warriors and hiding between the shadows. The night air was cold as she stepped outside, her heart racing. She had sent a message to Ryder through Mary earlier. If he truly meant what he said about wanting her back, he would come. And if he didn’t come? She would know once and for all that he was nothing but a coward.

Her head tilted slightly as she noticed me stir. "Hey," I said weakly. “Morning, sunshine.” She managed to say with a smirk. “Morning,” I croaked. “Well, this is cozy.” Nora snorted. “Yeah, the décor’s giving ‘serial killer chic.’ Love the ambiance.” I managed a weak laugh. “We’ve hit rock bottom, haven’t we?” “Yep,” Nora said, glancing around. “And guess what? No badass headline for us. No ‘Two Queens Conquer Island.’”

He wasn’t in the mood for games. The woman tilted her head, an amused smirk forming on her lips. "I thought I made that clear over the phone," she said. Her voice was low but steady, carrying a weight of confidence. "You want Audrey, don’t you?" Frank said nothing, his silence an invitation for her to continue. She took a slow step toward him, her boots clicking softly against the concrete floor. "Well, your situation and mine aren’t so different," she said, her tone measured. "My name’s Nora. I used to work as your uncle’s assistant—until Audrey had me kicked out."

XANDER POV PRESENT TIME- NORA’S BEDROOM As I scroll through the dozens of messages in Nora’s phone, the higher my blood boils, it’s going to melt me from the inside. I am doing my best to hold on to my sanity, to not slip into the darkest parts of myself. Those areas I keep in the shadows, the parts I reserve for my work, not for her.

Whatever comeback she had never made it past her lips. Fab leaned in slightly. “You should probably leave before I forget Carmen said no scenes.” Caleb folded his arms. “Now would be a great time.” Nora looked at each of us, her confidence cracking. She scoffed and grabbed her phone. “You all think you’re so righteous.” “No,” I said. “Just done with liars.” Without another word, she turned and stalked off. Silence settled in her wake. Caleb exhaled slowly. “Well. That was... satisfying.”

“Babe, I’ll call you soon, okay? Something’s come up.” “Okay…wait…can you please get me that triple chocolate ice cream from Deckers?” I chuckled, despite the growing tension in my bones at the name displayed before me. Nora was dangerous, far more than she realized. Her voice was filled with excitement, probably at the thought of ice cream. “Careful….you sound more eager to see the ice cream than me.” “Well, of course….it’s ice cream; and it’s chocolate!” She’d managed to tame a man like me in a matter of days; I knew one thing: I did not care if I had to learn from Decker himself, she would never go without that ice cream. “I’ll get it…..I have to go now, love you.”

Just Cole Whitaker being honest. Nora got in the car and looked out the window and thought very sternly about calculus all the way home. It didn't really work.

James explained. “Just be careful James, I don't want you running into trouble with Grayson,” Robert said, studying James with scrutinizing eyes. “I won't, thank you,” James said as Robert took his leave. As Robert left, James exhaled shakily. He knew he had to act fast. James made his way to Lisa's house. He needed an ally—someone who despised Evelyn and had every reason to harbor resentment against Grayson. And there was no better candidate than Lisa, a woman scorned and discarded by the Alpha she loved.

****************************Mack’s POV********************* The morning sun filtered through the massive windows of the conference room, but it didn’t warm me. Nothing did lately—not coffee, not victory, not even Claire’s hand resting on mine. Nora had been rescued. She was recovering slowly under full protection. That should’ve felt like a win. But I’d seen her face. Pale, eyes distant, lips trembling when she whispered about the walls, the sound of footsteps that never belonged to anyone. Whatever Liam did to her… it had shredded something permanent.