**When the Last Candle Sang to the Ocean Wind by Aurelion Kyre Solvane**
Caden lounged behind the sturdy desk in the pack house, the weight of the world resting heavily on his shoulders. He absentmindedly twirled a pen between his fingers, lost in thought, when a voice broke the silence.
“What did he say?” he asked, his tone casual yet laced with anticipation.
Killian leaned in, his expression serious as he recounted Rowan’s meticulous plan, detailing every step with precision.
“Rowan wants us to wait for the next rainy day. Once Evelyn parks her car in the lot, we can make our move.”
Killian paused, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.
“Rowan has been very clear about his intentions. He wants us to ensure it’s as lethal as possible, to guarantee that Evelyn is finished in one swift blow. If we pull this off, he’ll reward us with an extra $300,000.”
Caden’s fingers stilled, and a chilling light flickered in his eyes, a stark contrast to his usual demeanor.
“How generous of him,” he remarked, the icy edge in his voice catching Killian off guard.
For a moment, Killian hesitated, surprised that Caden had allowed a glimpse of his true feelings to surface.
“How should we proceed then?” Killian inquired, eager for direction.
Caden considered the question, his mind racing with possibilities.
“Make minor adjustments to the car. I’ll handle the rest,” he replied, his voice steady and assured.
He envisioned orchestrating a substitute to drive Evelyn’s car, crafting an illusion of a tragic accident that would seal her fate.
“Understood, Alpha,” Killian said, nodding with determination.
Five days later, Crisantia was shrouded in a relentless downpour, the sky weeping as if mourning what was to come.
In the early morning light, Evelyn pulled into the parking lot, her car glistening with raindrops as she parked it with practiced ease. She stepped out, her high heels clicking against the pavement, and made her way toward the elevator, blissfully unaware of the storm brewing around her.
From a distance, Rowan observed her retreating figure, a predatory gleam in his eyes as he dialed Killian’s number.
“Wait for fewer people around later. Clear the nearby staff, and then you can make your move,” he instructed, his tone clipped and commanding.
“Understood,” Killian replied, a sense of urgency igniting within him.
As the crowd began to thin, Killian and Theo, clad in black attire, masks concealing their identities, stealthily approached Evelyn’s car.
They pried open the hood, their hands working quickly and quietly as they tampered with the engine, ensuring that the car would soon betray its owner.
Once their task was complete, they melted back into the shadows, their hearts racing with adrenaline.
**Chapter 16**
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Once they exited the parking lot, Killian wasted no time in texting Rowan.
“It’s done,” he typed, a sense of accomplishment washing over him.
Rowan nodded, satisfaction evident on his face.
“The final payment has been sent. If you can deal with Evelyn in one go, the extra $300k will be transferred to your account,” he confirmed, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips.
“Thanks,” Killian replied, a mix of anticipation and dread swirling in his gut.
As the afternoon sun began to fade, cars trickled out of the parking lot, each departure a step closer to their dark objective.
Rowan waited in his vehicle, his eyes fixated on ‘Evelyn’ as she strolled slowly into the lot, oblivious to the danger lurking in the shadows.
She climbed into her car, the engine roaring to life as she prepared to head home. Rowan’s heart raced as he followed her, the thrill of the impending chaos electrifying the air around him.
Behind the wheel, ‘Evelyn’ squinted at the rearview mirror, her brow furrowing in concentration as she navigated the road. Then, on a secluded downhill stretch, she suddenly jerked the wheel, the car skidding wildly.
It spun three times before colliding violently with a tree, the impact sending shockwaves through the air.



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