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But the surrounding area has black spread out like spider webs. I yank out the middle from her dry, cold skin, making sure my hand doesn't linger on hers for more than necessary. I take the paper. “Look.” I say, standing to my feet and waving the paper a little. “I told you it was him. There is black on her, he didn't bite her but injected his venom into her.” Landon moves towards me as if staying that makes him uncomfortable. “What does it say?” With shaking fingers and loud breathing, I peel it open, very much aware of the eyes of everyone on me. In small, little cursive writing is a sentence.

And if I told him that, I would have given Celeste a new pressure point: my feelings. “I’ll send counsel’s notes,” he said. “Through Legal.” “Good,” I replied. When the call ended, my hands were shaking. Not because I thought Luca had betrayed me. Because I couldn’t tell where “necessary” ended and “loss” began. Noah came home at three with a face that tried to look normal and failed at the corners. He dropped his backpack by the door and said, too casually, “Eggs?” “Yes,” I said automatically, then stopped and looked at him properly. “What happened?”

I wrap my arms around her waist pulling her in for a chaste kiss before laying my forehead upon hers with a gentle hum. “Alpha Demetri Black is the head alpha of Crimson Dawn. Jamie called me a handful of times when Cole’s PTSD was triggered and Alpha Black needed a gentle way to bring him back. Jamie just found a package Alpha Black gave him that he didn’t expect to find addressed to me. A smartphone and a letter were found inside.” I break my hold on my mate and walk back to the table picking up the letter. I hand it to her and wait for her to finish reading. “All of us?”

Through the grease-streaked window, Daniel watched the moment Luca’s dad looked up—the shock, the anger, the unspoken words between them. Jordan takes photos on his phone with the narration *Gold*. *Prodigal son returned to his father*.* A changed Man*. Daniel’s stomach turned. His phone buzzed. UNKNOWN NUMBER: Ask Luca why he *really* left Bushwick for Williamsburg. It seems the blackmailer knows where they are and what they are doing at every point in Time. His heart dropped into his stomach, his heart pounding, sweat dripping from his brows, it's really scary knowing that your enemy lurks around like a comforted scene.

But Luca’s voice cut through like steel. “What you’re seeing is a campaign of harassment. Someone with a vendetta has chosen to exploit private lives for attention. We will not be broken by it.” He left no room for doubt, but as soon as the cameras clicked off, Amara saw the shadow in his eyes. Ethan had drawn blood. That night, when the noise of reporters finally dulled, Amara found a letter slipped under Noah’s bedroom door. Her blood went cold as she read it: “You can’t shield him forever. One day he’ll look at me and see the truth. And when he does, will he hate you… or me less?”

"Noah didn't know Leo existed until he got interested in you. He just did some digging because he was pissed about how Leo was treating you. He found out Leo was moving weight for some bad people and used his family’s connections to drop the hammer. He is a real lover boy, Danny. He really went to war for you. That's why I have been texting you. We need to talk about Noah." I ended the call without saying goodbye. I couldn't listen to her talk about how romantic it was. I walked over to the mirror above my dresser, staring at my reflection. My hair was a mess from the rain, my face was pale, and my eyes looked huge and terrified. I looked at my own face, the face that had attracted Miguel, t

Lucifer told me to give you this, said it was important that you read it," he said softly. I nodded and opened the envelope to see a handwritten letter inside. Raven, I hope this finds you well. I want you to know that I feel like you are still part of my family regardless of Noah. I want you to know that you were the one created to end Noah's darkness and you did, for much longer than any of us could have imagined. But as we all know, nothing is meant to last forever. I want to thank you for giving us the time we were able to have with him and please don't have any regrets. What you did for Noah was more than any of us could have done. I do unfortunately have to let you know that he has gon

Elena's POV They were the Glaciers' sworn enemies. Their captain, Noah Blackwood, was the complete opposite of Liam. If Liam was the golden "Ice Prince," Noah was the "Dark Knight." Brutal, efficient, and notoriously difficult to work with. He had fired three team doctors in the last two seasons. Rumor had it he hated incompetence. I opened my email. My fingers hovered over the keyboard. I didn't need a resume; my reputation in the league spoke for itself. I typed a simple subject line:

“Secrecy has protected us for three hundred years. How do you think your rescuers would react to discovering the Dark Lands and the Haunt? The television reporters would become involved, the military, your late government. Use your imagination.” She shivered. He was painting an ugly picture. “Just let us go, then.” Her voice had gotten smaller. “No.” He didn’t qualify it or try to soothe her sensibilities. He looked back at his work. “You may go.” “What about Jasmine? You promised not to hurt her.” He met her gaze with eyes the color of polished bronze. “I haven’t touched her.” She heard the subtle emphasis. Seriously spooked, she shut herself in her room and paced. When she’d worked up enou

Just truth. “I am not your weapon.” “I am not your son.” “I am not the future you engineered.” He stepped back, one hand resting on the detonation core. “I am the end of this era.” Then, with a blink, he triggered Blackout Protocol Z3. ~~~~~~~~~~ CAIRO — UMBRA RELAY STATION — SAME TIME Aria felt the tremor before the signal went dead. A deep hum beneath her ribs. Lorenzo sat beside her, leaning against a broken column. Pale. Slower now. Something inside him tearing quietly.