voice echoing off the cold stone walls. "And that's saying something. Richard Grav
im. "The apples don't fall far from the rotten tree,
r scent was spiked with agitation-the sharp, meta
om my territory?" Serena dema
the Nightwood Heirloom ring. He says it's Graves property
ip his throat out while he sleeps. He wants to take the ring he used to claim me-the one he p
g to shift and leave unless you hand
gging his claws in deeper? Hasn't he shredded my soul
d challenge the dissolution or howl for mercy. You bruised his Alpha ego by signing those scrolls without a tear. I caught him in your private chambe
y. "Tell him I have the heirloom. I'll hand it to my mother, and not a second sooner. I realized during my medical exam at t
nger and held it out to Evelyn. "I hope that ri
Victor's mate haunts her dreams until she loses her mind. Tha
ening into a diamond. "I hope you realize the weight of
d, her eyes brimming with tears. "I cannot
thunder. "Mom, you should leave. Serena needs a pack that actually guards her back, and
id, her voice suddenly flat an
secluded booth in the far corner, the shadows concealing her face. She waited until the scent
as a mountain of a man, his eyes dark and unreadable. "
e table. "And I only know you from the curses my ex-husband spit in the War Room. Considering he's a spi
us smile playing on his lips. "What
an exc
g to blackmail
files and hockey trade secrets on my personal device. I don't want yo
back to her. "And why should I care about
Graves is the ma
up the drive, rolling it between his fingers. "He let a woman like you
d with m
r twin? A m
N
. "Then he's blind as well as stup
na said, her voice sharp. "I think he's just a greedy wolf who wanted two territorie
d dismantle his entire hockey franchise and his m
remony is tomorrow. It took me a month to crack his sub-networks, and he was arrogant enough to leave his e
price, Seren
of his silver shipments and his illegal hockey betting
here always is a catch when
is pride, and his seat at the Council.
aze intense. "Is that th
ey are entitled to the Graves trust. I won't have an innocent life suffer for the sins of the parents.
"And what of your tribute? If I burn his Ironcl
'd rather be a beggar t
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