hur
reverting to its usual professional monotone. I gave Ca
adable mask. But my senses were not focused on the hospital. They were stretched out, following the two scents tha
welcome change from the hospital's antiseptic smell. My footsteps were completely silent as I descend
The air was thick with the smell of exhaust fumes and damp concrete. I me
Alvarez was pacing beside it, running a hand through his p
king over her shoulder nervously before scurrying to the Porsche and jumping into the pa
ere safe. They thou
ol
hicle. The sound of the thick glass and steel was irrelevant. I could hear eve
his fist against the leather-wrapped steering wheel. "Tearing up the
ing sweetness. I heard the rustle of fabric as she leaned against him. "He'
't deliver the film rights for 'The Crimson Pact' from that artist, Argent, they're pulling my funding and recasting the le
ot my people looking into Argent's real identity. We'll find them." She lowered her voice, as if sharing a
ll have access to resources you can't even imagine.
ite was daring to use my family name-the name of the Alpha King of the entire East Coast-in h
d my enemie
ing, Hailee. Truly." I heard the sound of a kiss. "Just get me those rights. As soon as you do,
ued, but I had heard enough. I turned and wal
below. The rage was a living thing inside me, a cold, controlled fire. I took out my phone-n
m memory. It was answ
voice said. Carey Bender
low and devoid of emotio
to say more. H
ne of credit, every sponsorship deal, every potential film role. I want
r it don
ming to be a Lawson family heir. I want a full background check. I want to know who she is,
on your desk
hospital bed. So fragile, yet so fierce. The silver fire in her
rything about her life for the past three years. Every financial transaction, every social media post, ev
stood,
Car
, Al
t who hu
er creaking in the silence. The game had changed. Thes
ut to overturn the entire
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