A Warrior Luna's Awakening (Freya and Caelum) novel Chapter 319

Chapter 319

Chapter 319

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Victor’s voice resonated through the room, low and teasing. “And tell me, do you really think my kiss was ungrateful?”

Lana’s jaw tightened, her fingers clenching. “Don’t think that just because you’re attractive, you can do whatever you want!” she snapped.

Victor arched an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at his lips. “So… you admit I’m good–looking?”

Lana froze, unable to argue. No matter how much she criticized him, she couldn’t deny that Victor’s sharp features, those wolfish eyes, and commanding presence made him almost hypnotically appealing.

“Enough, Victor. You show up at my door late at night–what do you want?” she asked, exasperated.

She had been alone, quietly staying in her apartment, when the unexpected ring of her doorbell had announced his presence. The moment she opened the door, Victor had wrapped her in a bear hug, pressing his weight against hers, and said in that intoxicatingly calm voice, “Let me hold you just for a moment. That’s all.”

Perhaps it was the exhaustion laced in his tone, or the way his head rested lightly against her shoulder as if she were his only anchor, but she had faltered. For a fleeting moment, she allowed him to embrace her, forgetting the caution she usually wielded like armor.

But ten minutes had passed. Ten long, heated minutes, and he still hadn’t let go. Victor had even walked into the apartment proper, insisting on a cup of tea before leaving. And just moments ago, while she had been talking to Freya on WolfComm, he had left unmistakable marks on her neck–pressing, sucking, and biting, marking her as his.

“Boyfriends don’t need a reason to visit their girlfriends,” Victor said, as if that alone justified everything.

“That doesn’t mean you have to leave bite marks on my neck! We’re not even a real couple. I’m only helping you confront your… issues,” Lana shot back, trying to reclaim some semblance of control.

Victor’s lips curved into a mischievous smirk. “Helping? This is part of the therapy. Doctors recommend a bit of intimacy between partners to relieve psychological shadows,” he said, leaning closer, his golden gaze locked on hers.

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widened in disbelief. “That’s… impossible! No doctor would ever advise that!”

Victor didn’t falter. He pulled out his phone and navigated to his contacts, quickly finding the doctor’s number. With deliberate care, he slid the phone across the table toward Lana. “If you doubt me, you can call the doctor yourself.”

She hesitated, then asked bluntly, “This… intimate therapy, how intimate does it get? Surely it doesn’t involve… sleeping together?”

“It’s too… intimate,” she admitted, cheeks burning.

Victor’s smirk deepened. “Then how come when you kissed me that night at the club, it didn’t feel too intimate?”

“I… have no feelings for you!” she replied quickly, a mix of frustration and defiance in her tone.

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“Then we’re clear. Any more questions?” Victor asked with a composed, almost predatory ease. Lana groaned inwardly; arguing with him felt futile. A lawyer’s mind paired with wolf instincts made him nearly untouchable in debates.

The next day, Freya and Kade arrived at the casino, blending into the crowd with calculated casualness. They changed some of their chips to avoid drawing attention, strolling through the bright, bustling gaming floors, occasionally tossing a few into roulette wheels or poker tables.

Early that morning, Freya’s WolfComm had buzzed with a message from Wren: the personnel rosters of the nearby factories over the past five years had been sent. Each name came with a corresponding photograph–a massive convenience. Silas‘ foresight in providing this information would make her investigation today far more efficient.

With the rosters in mind, Freya scanned the casino carefully. Many of the factory employees had transitioned to working at the casino–some as waitstaff, some as security, and others as minor operators. If Eric had ever been in the factory, perhaps his trail could be traced through one of these employees.

After a few rounds of casual gambling, Freya’s amber eyes settled on one of her primary targets a female casino employee listed in Silas‘ dossier. She had been working at the factory for years before transferring here two years ago. If anyone had knowledge of Eric’s movements, she might be the key.

Freya muttered to Kade, “I’m going to the restroom.” He nodded silently, understanding her plan.

She followed the target cautiously. The woman walked steadily down the hallway, but when she reached the elevator area, her steps faltered. Her gaze lingered on the small group gathered near the elevator doors–strangers, perhaps, but the intensity of her stare suggested recognition, suspicion, or fear.