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Instead, she slid her phone toward me, her voice low. “Have you seen this?” I took the phone from Vanessa’s hand, my stomach tightening even before I read the bold headline glaring at me. “FAMOUS MODEL AND HEIRESS TO THE ADONIS EMPIRE, CLARA ADONIS BREAKS OFF ENGAGEMENT TO DANTE BLACKWOOD.” My breath caught. I sat up straighter, tapping the screen with trembling fingers. The blog page opened, and Vanessa leaned in so close her hair brushed my shoulder. Line by line, the words burned. When we finished reading, our eyes met in stunned silence.

"I knew it! You're such a snitch. Do you think I don't know what you did, huh? I know what you told Dad. You told him to let me make my own decisions when the Quinns came to ask for the marriage, right,?" In her past life, Vanessa had desperately wanted to marry Francis. How could she possibly pick Leonardo if she had a choice? Khloe had tried to eliminate her once but since it failed, she didn't try again to avoid suspicion falling on her. Khloe's intention had been for Vanessa to offend the Quinns family and Leonardo himself, which Vanessa did.

They didn't even know each to make sense of whether they belonged together or not. Noah's wolf was fast decalring her as his. Faster than Noah liked. But when it lurked under the surface, like now, it was best to give in. When she kissed him again, he decided, there was no turning back now. "Spend the night here." Vanessa was so entangled in him, heart battering against her ribs, she simply nodded. The plush grass made a comfortable shift bed. "The extraction plan...." "Tomorrow. Tomorrow is another day for you to fight with me." Fair enough.

"If I help you protect your sister, will you give me everything? Every file, every recording, every piece of evidence you have on Arthur?" Vanessa nodded. "Yes. I'll give you everything." Chloe studied her for a long moment. The woman across from her was broken, desperate, and utterly sincere. For the first time since she'd met her, Chloe believed Vanessa was telling the truth. "Okay," Chloe said slowly. "Then we have a deal. I'll protect your sister. And you'll help me destroy Arthur." Vanessa extended her hand across the table. Chloe looked at it for a moment. Then she reached out and shook it.

Chloe looked away. "I'm not falling for him." "No?" "No." Vanessa laughed. "Then what is this?" Chloe sighed dramatically. "I just admire him." "That's how it starts." Chloe threw a pillow at her friend. Vanessa caught it, laughing. "I'm serious." "So am I." Vanessa's smile slowly faded. "I know you, Chloe." Chloe raised an eyebrow. "Oh?" "You don't just want Ryan." "I never said I wanted him." Vanessa folded her arms.

The air pressure seemed to drop, thick with the scent of cedar, cold rain, and pure dominance. "Mother, look!" Vanessa hissed, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and hunger. Freya inhaled sharply, her composure fracturing. "No one said the Black Alpha would be here." She cursed under her breath. If I’d known Peter Draven was attending, I would have made sure Vanessa was dressed to claim a mate, not just to look pretty. Without a clear plan for an Alpha of his rank, Freya wasn't about to take risks. She shot Vanessa a sharp, warning look. "Vanessa, do not rush. With an Alpha like him, the timing has to be perfect."

She tells him, seductively, ready to do it at his command. It was clear, he wants to haunt me until I break down. The more he does, the closer I get to losing myself. “You know, we've already begun talking about marriage.” Vanessa breaks the news to me. “Isn't that beautiful? I think it should be immediately after college.” “The day after.” They laugh as they leave together, just as they came. Vanessa had really caught Jax in whatever web she had made. At least I knew him to not be this petty. Look at him now.

“What the hell” Vanessa didn’t look away from Ray. “I’ve been tracking Kayla for months. Knew she was getting help. Knew it was someone close. When I found out it was you…” Her voice hardened. “I waited. Let it play out. Wanted to see how far you’d go.” Ray’s face twisted. “You’re ruining everything.” “No,” Vanessa said. “You did that.” She zip-tied Ray’s wrists with practiced efficiency, clearly not her first time.

“I didn't come here to play games with you. I'm pregnant. With your child. That night between us. It was unforgettable to me.” He laughed at my words. He actually laughed at me. “Do you think I'm going to believe all of that? I don't even know your name. Forget about knowing your name. I don't even remember you; I don't even think I have set my eyes on you before except for right now.” “It's Vanessa Roothmoore.” “Vanessa, right. Listen to me carefully; I don't know what game you are playing, but this isn't the first time someone has tried to trap me. I'm married. And I love my wife so much.”

She shuddered through it, collapsing onto Vanessa’s chest. They lay tangled—sweaty, breathless, hearts hammering in sync. Vanessa kissed Chloe’s temple. “Your dad won’t be home for hours.” Chloe smiled against her neck. “Good. Because I’m not finished with you yet.” Vanessa’s laugh was low, satisfied. “Then take what you want, sweetheart. All weekend.” Chloe’s hand was already sliding back between Vanessa’s thighs. All weekend. They didn't stop, because it Just started getting hotter.