A Warrior Luna's Awakening (Freya and Caelum) novel Chapter 54

Chapter 54

Third Person’s POV

Lana’s amber eyes widened as Freya’s terms hung in the air. “You’re really giving him the patent?”

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Freya’s lips curved into a slow, wolfish smirk. “Whether Caelum can wield it or not… that’s another matter.” There was a predator’s edge in her voice, subtle but unmistakable, as if the steel in her gaze could cut through SilverTech’s reinforced walls.

Lana relaxed slightly, sensing the coiled strategy beneath Freya’s calm exterior. “And the divorce… what’s your price?” “1.53 million.” Freya said, steady, precise–her words marking territory like a lone wolf staking a claim. Every syllable carried weight, every pause measured.

It was before leaving Caelum Grafton’s penthouse that she had laid down her demand.

“What? Only 1.53 million?” Lana blinked, disbelief coloring her tone. “You helped Caelum push SilverTech to go public. By rights, you should get half his assets in a divorce.”

Freya’s amber eyes narrowed, her fangs barely showing in a faint snarl. “His properties are tied up with the banks, and SilverTech is strapped for cash. Even if I wanted more, he simply can’t give it. And… I just want to sever the tie cleanly. I don’t want to stay bound to him anymore.”

Lana tilted her head, sensing the precision behind Freya’s calculation. “Then why 1.53 million? That’s oddly specific,” she asked.

Freya’s gaze darkened, eyes glinting with a flicker of fire. She pursed her lips bitterly. “1.53 million… it’s my parents‘ death compensation. I used that money to help Caelum start SilverTech. Now… if I am to cut ties, I need at least this back. The scales have to be balanced.”

Lana’s jaw tightened. “Caelum truly is despicable. Taking your parents‘ money to build his empire and not even collecting their ashes? If Eric were here… he would tear him apart verbally. And you… you’d probably get scolded too for getting involved!”

A small, bitter laugh escaped Freya, low and almost wolfish. “Yes… if Eric knew, he’d certainly give me one of his legendary scoldings.”

Her mind drifted briefly to her brother–Eric Thorne. The man who scolded not with venom, but with precision. The words cut deep, leaving invisible marks that shaped her discipline and instincts. Back then, she had feared his voice, his judgment. But now… she longed for that clarity, the grounding presence of a pack’s discipline.

“Don’t worry,” Lana said, her hand brushing Freya’s shoulder–a silent gesture of solidarity. “Soon enough, you’ll get that scolding. Not long now.”

Freya’s gaze lowered, amber eyes fixed on the floor, but her wolfish instincts remained alext. Once the divorce was finalized, she would return her parents‘ remains to their resting place in their hometown, honoring their memory properly. Then… the hunt would resume–she would track Eric to wherever he had vanished, no matter the distance.

“That may delay the start of your work at SkyVex Armaments,” Lana said softly, reading the tension in Freya’s posture, “but the drone research can wait. You’ll find him first.”

Freya nodded slowly, her jaw set. The wolf within her prowled, restless, sniffing the trail, sensing the territories yet to reclaim. Amber eyes reflected determination, the kind that would not be denied. She would find Eric. She would reclaim her legacy. She would not allow Caelum or anyone else to stake a claim over her life or her intellect again.

Meanwhile, across town at the Cloud Horizon restaurant, Aurora watched Caelum Grafton with cautious curiosity. “She really agreed to give you the patent?”

Caelum exhaled, tension knitting his brow. “Yes. As long as I hold the press conference to announce the divorce, she’ll hand it over.” Even he felt a pang of disgust at himself. He had never imagined divorce could become a weapon, a transaction to secure survival for SilverTech. Yet the patent was crucial; without it, the company’s path through the current financial storm would be blocked.

“And… did she ask for anything else?” Aurora’s concern was genuine. Any increase in Freya’s leverage meant a decrease in his own future gains with her.

*1.53 million?” Aurora frowned. “Why that number?”

Will you give it to her?” Aurora pressed. A sum of 1.53 million was not massive, but it would allow him to clear the legal path and resume his life.

Caelum hesitated, feeling the sting of pride and the pull of responsibility. “Aurora… I need to discuss something with you. You know SilverTech’s cash flow is tight. Paying 1.53 million in one go… it might be difficult. Could we…” His face betrayed a hint of awkwardness–he was accustomed to giving rather than taking, especially money, even more so to those he had wronged or owed.

“Never mind, I’ll find another way,” Caelum said, dismissing it. 100,000 wouldn’t cover the debt anyway.

Aurora’s expression softened, tinged with guilt. “Sorry, Caelum. Can’t help much.”

“It’s fine,” he said.

“Actually,” Aurora added thoughtfully, “you don’t have to give her cash immediately. You could offset it with your shares when the lock–up period ends. That way, no immediate cash outlay.”

Caelum’s eyes flickered. “The shares are currently in the lock–up period–they can’t be traded yet.”

Aurora smiled faintly, wolfish cunning glinting in her gaze. “Then she can wait. If she truly wants the divorce, she’ll accept that. Trust me.”

Caelum nodded slowly, feeling the weight of inevitability settle over him like a wolf pressed against the wind–resistant, but ultimately trapped in the hunt.

Caelum hesitated for a moment, the weight of pride pressing against him. Fine… let it be for now,” he said finally. He wasn’t the type to stoop to borrowing money, and his wolfish pride bristled at the thought.

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