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Chapter 242
ELENA
“Close your eyes.”
I turned toward Jacob, narrowing my eyes as the elevator hummed softly beneath our feet. We were somewhere past the tenth floor already, and he was grinning like a child with a secret.
“What?”
He tilted his head toward me, the gleam in his eyes unmistakable. What I’m about to show you–it’s a surprise. And I want you to be surprised.”
I raised a brow. “You honestly want me to close my eyes? In an elevator?”
“More than that,” he said, the smile deepening. “I want you to cover your eyes.”
I blinked. “You’ve got to be kidding.”
“Dead serious.” He lifted one hand as if making an oath, placing the other over his heart like he was pledging allegiance to some ridiculous charm school. “On the Moon Goddess.”
“You,” I said dryly, “are the Moon Goddess’s worst–kept secret.”
He chuckled, unbothered. “She has good taste.”
“Debatable.”
Still, the corners of my mouth betrayed me. I felt the tug of a smile starting before I could stop it. The elevator continued its climb, smooth and silent, as Jacob stood beside me with that maddening twinkle in his eyes.
With a reluctant sigh, I lifted my hands and covered my eyes. “If you push me into a wall, I swear I’ll throw you off the roof.”
“No walls,” he said lightly. “No tricks. Scout’s honor.”
“You were never a Scout.‘
“I was too charming to be one,” he said. “They were intimidated.”
That earned him a snort from me.
The elevator slowed, the faint jolt of the brakes signaling our stop. A moment later, the doors slid open with a quiet chime, and a rush of cooler air whispered into the space between us. I felt Jacob shift closer, one hand brushing my shoulder as he reached past me to hold the doors.
Then I felt it: the gentle pressure of his palm, warm and steady, guiding me forward.
His voice came low, near my ear. “Okay. Now… open.”
I dropped my hands.
And the breath whooshed right out of me.
We were high–at least fifteen stories up, maybe more. The city sprawled below us, but what caught my eye wasn’t the skyline.
It was the sea of green stretching beyond the river. A lush forest–untouched, wild. It rolled out like a velvet carpet just beyo. the edge of civilization. And between us and the trees, the river sparkled in the sunlight, winding like silver thread beneath a wide, arched bridge.
I stepped closer to the window, drawn by it like it had gravity.
“Jacob…” I breathed, the word barely leaving my lips:
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“We’re on the packlands,” he said. “Just outside of the rogueland Border,” he went on, coming up beside me. His tone was quieter now, more grounded, as if even he felt the weight of what lay outside.
This area’s not considered the best part of town. Too close to the border. Too many wolves still afraid of what it means to look across that river and see what they’ve ignored. But that’s exactly why I chose it.”
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