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he began casually, “how is university, Zara?” “It’s fine.” “Fine?” He tilted his head. “That sounds underwhelming.” “It’s… busy.” Matteo’s jaw twitched faintly and Theo noticed. “I heard there was some excitement recently,” Theo Ferraro added lightly. “Something about a video?” My fork paused midair and Matteo on his end didn’t move. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said evenly. Theo chuckled softly. “Come now. News travels.” “I handled it,” Matteo said flatly finally breaking his silence.

My phone started ringing as soon as I was done eating. "Hey, dude, how are you? Do you not intend to report to work today?" I was asked over the phone by my friend Drake. My mother's comments echoed in my mind: "When will you bring in someone so who will love you for who you are?" "Alex, are you still there?" Drake enquired. I would never miss a day of work. "Ya man, I'm here," I blurted out in response. Do you not intend to report to work today? Drake asked the same question again.

the Beta said softly, "to place the pup's life force into a magical stasis." I collapsed into a chair. Shelly had killed our child. No. Not killed. Suspended. "Show me the footage," my voice was a ghost of itself. On the screen, Shelly was kneeling at the altar. I watched as she suddenly clutched her head, bending over in pain, tears streaming down her face. Then she stood, trembling. The audio was faint, but I could hear her desperate voice. "Starlight." A mind-link. Our code. She was calling for me. For help.

“Hello?” “Okay, on our way…” was all I heard before he ended the call and turned back to me, his expression now grim. My curiosity only continued to grow as I raised a questioning eyebrow in his direction. “Dr. Alice called,” he said. “The ritual starts tonight. The full moon will soon be out.” ~ ~ As we drove, I couldn’t help but notice that we seemed to be veering away from the direction of the hospital. My uneasiness grew as Ryan’s eyes darted frequently from the road to the GPS, his brow furrowed in concentration as he navigated the unfamiliar territory.

Her phone starts to ring and she picked it seeing that it was Adam calling, “Ma’am, I am hot on Mateo’s tail but he hasn’t done anything suspicious.” He says and Rielle rolled her eyes. "That was in no way needed Adam, You don’t have to trail him. At times drastic measures would be taken for such things. Come to my place as we need to be done with the funeral once and for all.” She says and hung the call.

Mateo We have setup everything with Vinny me and Sky are going to get married this afternoon instead so when the kidnapping takes place its as my wife for the news outlets. I hope that this shit is done with by the weekend and we have both this bitches behind bars soon. I can’t believe that Estella is crazy enough to do this. I still here waiting on Aiden and Delilah and my phone rings from an unknow number Phone conversation Ring ring Mateo : Hello Estella: Hey baby, I miss you and I wanted to see what you were doing ?

And her strength? A beep from Landon’s computer snapped all three of their heads to the bright screen. Landon pulled it towards him again and clicked his tongue, a look of satisfaction resting on his face. “We got a match. Cullen Matthews. He lives just a few blocks from where Mateo was taken. Laurence was out the door before Landon had even finished his sentence. “Send me the address now. I’ll meet y’all there.”

“What’s wrong?” I swallowed hard, forcing the words out. “Matteo… something’s wrong. I’m… I’m not well.” A beat of silence — then steel entered his tone. "Where are you?" "At my house, where else should I be." "Declan, there are things you need to know. Things that we have uncovered." "What things, Matteo?" "Maeve Things. Ciara asked me to look into her mother's death. That is all I can say over this line its not safe."

“You don’t have to know right now. Just… survive. That’s all we can do. Survive.” But Rafael had a different plan. The moment we got back to the safety of the hideout, my phone rang. The screen lit up with a number I didn’t recognize. My stomach dropped as I answered. A video. Rafael’s voice came through the speaker first, distorted and cold. “I told you, Matteo. You can’t escape who you are.” The video began, and my breath caught in my throat. A familiar face. Matteo’s youngest sibling, bound and gagged, eyes wide with terror.

“And what about you? Where do you stand?” Matteo’s jaw clenched. “I’m caught in the middle, like always. But I won’t let them hurt you.” She searched his face for doubt but found none. For the first time, she saw not just the heir to a crime dynasty, but a man burdened by impossible choices. Suddenly, the sharp ring of the phone shattered the moment. Matteo answered, voice low and clipped. His eyes flicked to Isabella before he gestured for her to stay quiet.