Chapter 222\u00a0<\/p>\n
Third person POV\u00a0<\/p>\n
The wine was cheap, but it burned pleasantly on the way down. Felicity set the glass aside and flipped another page in the file spread across her small table. Moonstone, Royal Hospital, Ellie- or rather, Laney, as she seemed to be calling herself these days.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The glossy photos were neatly labeled, each one a reminder of what had been stolen from her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her jaw tightened. The nerve of that woman-walking around freely, smiling in her pale scrubs as if she hadn\u2019t destroyed everything. My life. My pack. My Nolan.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The safe house was dim, a single lamp throwing light across stacks of notes, maps, and grainy surveillance prints. She traced a manicured nail down the edge of one photo: Ellie outside the hospital, hair pulled into a bun, her expression tired but content.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The contentment enraged her most of all. Happiness should have been impossible after what she\u2019d done.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She had stolen everything from Felicity. Nolan, the position as Luna, the sympathy of the pack, all of it. Then she\u2019d just walked away, like it was nothing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Like everything Felicity had ever wanted wasn\u2019t enough for Ellie. It made her blood boil to think of it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The only thing that enraged her more was the way Nolan had become a shell of himself. He was so devastated, so desperate after she left him. It was pathetic.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her strong, cold, lethal alpha reduced to a hollow shell of himself, all because of Ellie.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s not even pretending to hide anymore,\u201d Felicity murmured. \u201cMoonstone thinks they can protect her. Alaric and his precious little daughter.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The revelation about Ellie\u2019s parentage only complicated things further. Being a rogue made her a mark, but now? Now she was the chosen of the goddess and the prodigal daughter of the most spiritually powerful pack in the kingdom.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It made everything more difficult. But that wouldn\u2019t stop Felicity from making her pay.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her gaze landed on the next page, a list of reported Moonstone guests over the past month-Nolan Silver Fang, Lance Silver Fang, Rae Morrow. Nolan\u2019s name underlined twice.\u00a0<\/p>\n
So he was visiting.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Of course he was. He always had a weakness for lost things. Always had a weakness for that damned rogue.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Felicity rose, crossing to the small window. Outside, the forest pressed close around the cabin, black and silent. Her contacts in the rogue lands had promised her protection, but the truth was simpler: they obeyed because she paid them well.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mercenaries disguised as rogues. And she still had money. Plenty of it, thanks to her benefactor.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her fingers drummed against the windowsill. The goddess night favor Ellie now, but Felicity would not be erased so easily,\u00a0<\/p>\n
She turned back to the table, eyes skimming the final photograph. For a moment, she didn\u2019t register what she was seeing-just another candid image, Ellie on a street in Moonstone, pushing a stroller. Then the details hit her. A double stroller. Side by side.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Felicity\u2019s breath caught. \u201cNo,\u201d she whispered.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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She snatched up the photo, staring at it. Two infants. Two.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her pulse quickened. A twin birth. Nolan\u2019s children.\u00a0<\/p>\n
This couldn\u2019t be happening. Those brats were dead. She\u2019d made sure of it. But what were the odds that she\u2019d get pregnant with twins again after losing her first pregnancy? It couldn\u2019t be a coincidence.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She felt something cold and electric twist in her gut. The room seemed to tilt. \u201cShe kept them hidden.\u201d The words came out strangled. \u201cAfter everything, they\u2019re alive.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The glass of wine shattered against the wall, crimson running down the plaster like blood.\u00a0<\/p>\n
For months, she\u2019d told herself that banishment had been unfair-that Nolan had done it in a moment of rage, that he\u2019d regret it. She\u2019d believed he would come find her when he realized what she meant to him. But he hadn\u2019t. He\u2019d given everything to her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Felicity sank back into the chair, the photo still clenched in her hand. Her heart pounded so hard it hurt.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She stared at the grainy photos of the two dark-haired children. Even with the quality of the picture, she could tell they looked like Nolan.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI warned you, Nolan,\u201d she whispered. \u201cI told you what would happen if you betrayed me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The faint rustle of movement outside caught her attention. One of her hired rogues lingered near the porch. She forced herself to breathe evenly. Fury was good; it sharpened her focus.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cTell the others,\u201d she said when the man stepped inside. \u201cMoonstone has something I want back. Two things, actually.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He hesitated. \u201cThe pups?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her smile was thin and terrible. \u201cBring me the mother, and the pups will come easily enough.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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