Chapter 235
Chapter 235
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Victor’s face was as dark and cold as winter steel when he and Lana stepped out of the shabby inn. He looked at her as if she owed him a debt she could never repay.
For Luna’s sake, wasn’t she supposed to be praised for drawing such a sharp line with an ex- lover?
Why did he look as if he expected her to confess that she still wanted him–wanted to claim him–before he would be satisfied?
Years ago, she had overheard his friends questioning his taste.
“Victor, why are you wasting time with Lana? She’s… plain. Not a spark of fire in her. Don’t tell me you’re just tired of feasts and wanted some bland porridge for a change?”
“Exactly. Nothing special about her. Do you realize how many Pack daughters and she–wolves with Alpha bloodline would kill for your attention?”
And then one friend had asked the question that had lodged like a thorn in her chest:
“Victor, don’t tell us you’re serious about her?”
She had been standing outside the door, her heart in her throat, praying–begging—that he would say yes. That even if she was plain, even if she was nothing compared to those dazzling she–wolves, he still wanted her.
But the words that came through the door had frozen her marrow.
“Serious? No. She’s just… something to pass the time.”
At that moment, Lana felt as if the earth had split beneath her feet, dropping her into a pit of ice.
What she thought had been a fated bond, a rare spark of true affection, was nothing more than a distraction for him.
She had once thought herself lucky. Reality proved she was pathetic.
She didn’t even remember how she had stumbled away from the doorway, only that she hadn’t had the courage to barge in and confront him.
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Later, with trembling hands, she had called him. Her voice had been steady only because her heart was already in pieces.
“It’s over,” she had said.
He’d only answered with one cool question: “You don’t regret this?”
“I don’t.” That was the lie she forced out.
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She could already smell the rot clinging to Aurora’s story. The Bluemoon Beta’s daughter had built her rise on fragile lies–Freya could feel it in her bones. The woman had claimed to be Caelum Grafton’s savior once, but the details never lined up. And there was still the fire years
ago…
Aurora had been the last to see the co–pilot alive before the blaze took him. The man’s death had been ruled the earliest of all casualties, pinned on an unextinguished cigarette butt.
Freya had investigated that scene herself. The place where the fire started wasn’t somewhere people usually passed. Which meant–if Aurora had been there, if she had truly seen the co- pilot burn–then she must have also seen who had thrown that cigarette.
So why had she said nothing?
Why had she let the blame fall neatly on the dead man’s shoulders?
A normal wolf might remain silent out of guilt. To watch someone die and do nothing would weigh heavily on the conscience.
Unless… Aurora had been protecting the real culprit.
Or worse–she had been the one with the cigarette.
Freya’s wolf bristled at the thought, a low growl vibrating in her throat. Secrets like these could bring down entire packs if left to fester.
And Aurora, with her polished smile and newly earned wings in the Bluemoon Airborne Wing, was hiding far too much.
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