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d before my personal satellite p
nd Sullivan. My father, the reigning patriarch
peakerphon
iry regarding my health, no question of what had transpired in VIP Lounge 3. "Marcus Black called me ten minutes ago
rtbeat even. "Gabe was orchestrating a fraudulent takeover
duty; you allowed your pride to fracture an alliance." He paused, his breathing shallow and brittle. "Pack Elder Vance from the Northern Ridge territory has
e was a seventy-year-old tyrant whose previous two ma
I am not pack chattel to be traded away
else do you imagine you are worth on the open market? You obey my directive,
ered, and termina
lowly. He wasn't simply cold; he was actively attempting t
a slipped inside, her tablet clutched tightly aga
She just flagged an urgent inquiry from your father's legal team. Desmond is petitioning the corporate board to suspen
They want me legal
rozen," Maya said, her voice shaking with outrage. "They can seize your physical access to the building, y
ical mind immediately calculating trajectories. "Gabe knew I woul
h no connection to the Sullivan corporate servers. I opened a smal
, displaying an acco
consultations, enough to survive for six months in hiding. But Hailee's words echoed in my
would comb through every international banking liaison tied to my social identity. If they froze those account
legal bunker. I needed a fortress imp
chal jurisdiction of her ancestral pack. But a mated female fell
s brushing the thick, velvet-textured blac
Sinc
ble power that sat at the pinnacle of continental commerce. Nobody knew what position Caden held in the fa
ell phone, punched in the e
icked on th
tries. Just that low, arctic rumble that sent
. It's Audria
easured beat. "You took longer t
nd devoid of the trauma currently gnawing at my marrow. "I don't need charity, and I don't need a protector
Caden asked, his tone cool, assessing, yet vibrat
ember. The platinum celestial cuff, encrusted with black diamonds and raw
e materialized
piece," Cade
g down the first corner of my cards. "And she is currently sitting at an unmonitored d
s sound rumbled through the receiver-something
den murmured. "The Sinclair Tower, seventy-
looked up to meet Maya'
torage drives, Maya," I sai
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