Shattered Bond: The Genius Omega's Revenge
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er the encryption keys to the system I built, he loc
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e door until my
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ed. "Don't listen to her, Caleb. She's j
ed Mate be
box while our son died i
ught I would die a silent death so
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didn't show up to
of his global press conference, flan
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mical, cold, and completely devoid of the earthy warmth I needed. I sat on the
de the pity in his eyes. "Your wolf is dormant because your body is funneling
s. I almos
y ran on the code I bled to write. We were days away from the Apex merg
le
. My Fat
llapsed face-first onto the tile during a code review, an
I whispered to
the tiny spark of life growing inside me. I needed to tell Caleb about t
he glass spire pierced the sky, a monu
y gates, pressing my th
ss D
inked. I frowned
nied. Use
s. I was the Chief Architect. I
d the guard, a you
anxiety rolling off him like sour milk. "I can't, Br
ed? B
rector of O
r I kept for catastrophic system failures-and the gate h
replaced by a cold dread. When the doors
ynthetic rose. It was trying too ha
he glass d
nning my pen between her manicured fingers. She looked u
high and grating. "Thought the H
f my chair
he puffed out her chest, releasing pheromones that smelled like desperation. "Caleb appointed me.
re i
ht h
hind me, deep and reso
ought him. He looked magnificent, but his e
y is my access revoked?
. He stepped back, sta
ly. "You're relieved of
n forty-eight hours! The Alpha
will ha
high school algebra. She can't read the
heavy. He was using the Command on me. My knees
ng the gravity. "Caleb, pleas
me. "Anything you have to say, you
n the air like a
re L
ing with triumph. Then at
ice broke. "I
ul tool, Brooke. But Silver Moon needs a Luna who can prod
read connecting our souls-turn necrotic.
nd synthe
d on me," I
do. Now, leave. Before I h
n. The man I built an empire for. The father
ure of his Tone. "I'm leaving. But I'm taki
ooke. Without the Pack, you're nothing. You'll be
ystal waved her finger
. I didn't c
the wind hit me. I was jobles
asn't h
ating to a contact hidden un
ial
answered. Not a g
Jensen,"
n. To what do I owe the pleasure? Finally realized y
d River. The boogeyman paren
"I have the Alpha Code. And I
ning," Eas
e. "I'm coming to get everything they t