Chapter 230\u00a0<\/p>\n
Third person POV\u00a0<\/p>\n
The wine glass shattered against the far wall, crimson liquid splattering like blood across the faded wallpaper. Felicity\u2019s breath came in short, uneven bursts, her chest rising and falling as she stared at the mess \u2013 the jagged shards catching the light like teeth.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She\u2019d been pacing for hours, her manic energy fueling her fury as she flipped through the latest reports scattered across her desk. Photographs, typed summaries, names, and sightings \u2013 all of them centered around one woman.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ellie.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That cursed name seemed to echo through her head with every heartbeat. Ellie, who had wormed her way into Nolan\u2019s life and stayed there, like a stain Felicity couldn\u2019t scrub away. Ellie, who had made Nolan turn his back on everything they\u2019d built together.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ellie, who now stood under the protection of Moonstone not just any pack, but one ruled by Alaric, one of the most respected Alphas in the region.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A bitter laugh tore from her throat. \u201cAn Alpha\u2019s daughter. Of course she is.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Felicity snatched the latest photo from the pile. It was grainy, taken from a distance \u2013 Ellie in light blue hospital scrubs, her hair braided loosely over one shoulder, pushing a stroller. The image made Felicity\u2019s hand tremble.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Two small bundles in the stroller.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The twins. Alive.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It changed everything. It made it all so clear. The rogues were in position already. Ever since Felicity had seen this image, she\u2019d known what to do.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It explained everything.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Nolan hadn\u2019t thrown her away for Ellie. It had been for them. For his sons.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It made so much sense.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHe mourned them. I comforted him. I was there,\u201d she muttered to herself as she ran her fingertips over the image of the boys.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her breath hitched. The wine\u2019s warmth turned to acid in her stomach. \u201cHe didn\u2019t know\u2026 but when Ellie came back. He must have found out. That was why he took her back.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The fury built, a molten surge that made her vision swim. She swept her arm across the table, sending papers flying. Her scream echoed through the room, raw and feral.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When the last echo faded, she stood amid the wreckage-anting, trembling, broken glass at her feet. Slowly, deliberately, she straightened.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her expression changed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The wildness drained from her face, replaced by an eerie stness. Her breathing steadied. She moved to the table again, collecting one of the fallen pages \u2013 a border map of Moonstone and Silver Fang.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course,\u201d she murmured. \u201cThat\u2019s why they\u2019ve been watching the border. That\u2019s why he\u2019s been so quiet.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her lips curved into a faint, chilling smile.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBut they\u2019re looking in the wrong place.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 230\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat the hell are you breaking in here now?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The voice cut through her thoughts, sharp and angry. Felicily turned to see the tall, blonde man standing in the doorway. The man who owned the house she\u2019d been taking refuge in. The one who was helping her fund her\u00a0<\/p>\n
rogues.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She smiled at him, all teeth.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cApologies, Kieran. My emotions got the better of me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kieran pushed away from the door and looked at the shattered glass with distaste. \u201cYou\u2019re making a habit of running my glassware.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019ll be raising a glass in celebration soon enough,\u201d she said with a deceptively light tone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kieran looked less than convinced. He\u2019d been brooding around his packhouse since the last time he visited Ellie. He\u2019d told her how he\u2019d found Nolan there, how Ellie had defended him, chosen him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was driving Kieran mad with jealousy and hatred.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI did try to warn you about her, didn\u2019t I?\u201d Felicity said with a tut. \u201cJust like I warned Nolan about her. Ellie isn\u2019t some weak, wolfless thing that needs protection. She\u2019s manipulative, conniving. She\u2019s not above using her looks to get what she wants.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kieran sneered at her words. \u201cEllie isn\u2019t the problem. Nolan is. What the hell is he doing sniffing around her after all of this time? She took his kids and left him! What more does he need to understand that he\u2019s lost!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMe,\u201d Felicity answered easily. \u201cHe needs me. He\u2019s always needed me. He\u2019s lost without some guidance, poor fool. Without me by his side, he\u2019s desperate enough to seek her out. But we\u2019ll take care of all of that today.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat exactly are you doing?\u201d Kieran asked, looking her over with barely concealed distrust.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s easy. My rogues will move in and distract Moonstone\u2019s defenses. Overwhelm them with a surprise attack. Kill anyone who tries to stop them. Then, I\u2019ll move in and take the twins. Once I have them, Ellie will come willingly.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kieran straightened up instantly, startled by her words.\u00a0<\/p>\n
22\u00a0<\/p>\n
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