A Warrior Luna's Awakening (Freya and Caelum) novel Chapter 322

Chapter 322

Freya’s POV

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Kade snorted beside me. “Even though the Blackridge and Whitmore families don’t have the kind of wealth Silas does, sixty million isn’t exactly unattainable.”

I barely glanced at him, my focus consumed entirely by the lingering memory of Eric–the brother I hadn’t seen in years yet whose image haunted every nerve of me.

Silas Whitmor’s voice broke through the tension, calm but tinged with an edge of possessive pride. “It’s a shame. The money I’ve spent on my girlfriend isn’t meant to be covered by any other man.”

Kade’s jaw tensed. “She’s not your girlfriend anymore. You two broke up.”

A small, almost wolfish smile curved Silas‘ lips. “I never said we broke up. We’re merely taking a temporary separation. Nothing more.”

The air in the car grew heavier, thick with unspoken dominance. Kade and Silas, two alphas in close quarters, their presence alone charged every molecule around them. The driver’s hands tightened around the wheel, white–knuckled and trembling. If a fight broke out in the backseat, even in Deepmoor City, the fallout would be catastrophic.

I kept my eyes downcast, pretending to nibble at the corners of my thoughts like a careful huntress, though my mind was anything but calm. Eric. That single thought clawed at my chest. My wolf was restless, pacing behind my ribs, sniffing the air for the familiar scent that had eluded me for far too long.

When we arrived at one of D–country’s finer restaurants, my body remained tense, every sense alert. We entered a private dining room, away from the prying eyes and ears of the city’s bustling elite. The waitstaff barely dared breathe in our presence–Silas exuded a wolfish authority that silenced the room.

Once seated, menus momentarily forgotten, Silas leaned back, his amber eyes assessing me like a wolf tracking its prey. “You want the surveillance footage. Is there a lead?”

I nodded, my fingers unconsciously drumming against the table. “In the casino… I saw someone who looked exactly like Eric. But when he saw me, there was no reaction. And by the time I tried to reach him, the casino security blocked me.”

Silas‘ expression darkened, muscles tightening under his tailored suit. The slightest tremor

your brother?” touched his voice as he asked, “You… saw someone like

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“Yes,” I said, my voice steady but my heart threatening to tear itself free from my chest. Appearance alone told me it had to be him, though his elegant attire and cold, distant gaze seeded doubt. Was it really Eric, or was fate mocking me?

Silas‘ tension was palpable now, far greater than mine. He understood the stakes better than anyone. If Eric were alive, there might still be a chance for reconciliation. But if he truly wasn’t… the weight of that possibility was unbearable, and I could sense Silas‘ wolf instincts bristling in response.

I picked at my food absentmindedly, the taste bitter and hollow. Kade, ever observant, nudged me with his fork. “Don’t just eat rice. Eat a little of the food too.”

Silas sat across from me, his hands clenched around his chopsticks, knuckles white. The veins in his forearms threatened to surface, taut and pulsing, as he controlled the storm coiled within him. He had just about to snap his fingers when his WolfComm vibrated. Wren’s voice came through.

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out exactly who he is.”

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Kade leaned closer, the wolfish glint in his eyes reassuring. He understood the subtle intricacies of Silas‘ influence in D–country–his reach, his intelligence network, unparalleled. Tracking someone through Silas‘ channels would be quicker, more precise than anything I could manage alone.

“Thank you,” I murmured, feeling the tight coil of tension in my chest ease slightly, though my wolf still prowled, restless.

Dinner passed almost mechanically. Kade and I were preparing to leave, to wait at the hotel for news, when Silas‘ hand suddenly caught my arm. A grip both commanding and gentle.

“I need to speak with you,” he said, his gaze flicking meaningfully toward Kade.

I tilted my head, wary but attentive. “What is it?”

Silas‘ voice was low, controlled, almost wolfish in its patience. “I want it to be just the two of us. Alone.”