NovelStartChapter 535 Two Paths, One Heart Avery stood frozen on the training field, gripping his phone tightly. His thumb brushed again and again over the photo case-a picture of the five band members taken backstage at the Grammys last year. In it, Tessa was flashing a peace sign with a bright smile, while he stood beside her, grinning like a fool, his small fangs peeking out.
The words he'd said earlier-cutting ties-were like a thorn lodged in his throat. It stung just thinking about it. He knew he'd acted like a jerk. He only wanted to protect his brothers, but the words that cout had been like a blade, cutting deep.
Would Steven and the others really leave? Would Tessa think he'd lost his mind? The phone screen dimmed, then lit up again. He opened Tessa's contact, his finger hovering over the call button, unable to press it. He'd rehearsed his apology a hundred times in his head, but when it cto saying it out loud, all he had left was clumsy regret.
Just as he took a deep breath, ready to make the call, the screen lit up again-with an incoming call.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFrom Tessa.
Avery jolted, nearly dropping his phone.
He stared at it, making sure it wasn't his imagination, then frantically swiped to answer, his voice tight. "Hello?" "What were you doing? Took you long enough." Tessa's voice cthrough the speaker with a hint of a smile. "I just thought of a way for you to keep the corps and return to the band. Wanna hear it?" Avery froze, then awkwardly rubbed at his burning ears.
So... sthings didn't need to be said out loud. She'd already understood.
"Yes! What is it?" Avery's breath quickened with hope.
Could there really be a way to have both? Tessa didn't waste time. She laid out the plan: support an internal successor while providing crystals to help improve the corps' formation.
There was silence on the other end for a long time-so long she wondered if the signal had dropped. Finally, Avery's voice cthrough, thick with emotion.
"You're saying... I can really go back to making music?" "Only if you helpfind someone solid inside the corps," Tessa teased. "If you pick a dud, Mr. Xavier's not going to buy it." "I already have someone in mind, but I need to double-check the records." Avery's voice turned serious. "There's a guy named Scarface. Fought alongside my dad for ten years. He led the Crimson Valley mission -solid rep, commands respect. Bit blunt, though... I'll need to check the files and talk to people who've worked under him." He spoke in a steady stream, his excitement impossible to hide.
In the days that followed, the two of them worked in perfect sync.
1/2 14:47 Man 14 JU Chapter 535 Two Paths, One Heart Avery immersed himself in the training grounds and archives of the Coldfang Corps, combing through five years of Scarface's mission reports. He casually chatted with over a dozen mercenaries who'd served und- him, and the picture becclear: not only had the veteran shown brilliant leadership in the outnumbered victory at Crimson Valley, but he'd also carned a quiet reputation among the ranks as someone who looked out for the younger ones-always setting aside extra pay for injured rookies after missions. He was the safest, most reliable candidate.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMeanwhile, Tessa tapped into the Nightshade Pack's intelligence network and sourced three crates of high-purity energy crystals-each with an 80% purity rating. More than enough to fuel Xavier's overhaul of the corps' core battle formation.
Just as their plan was beginning to take shape, the day of Ysabel's album launch arrived.
True to her word, Tessa showed up arm in arm with Landon at the event venue.
Backstage, Ysabel had already changed into her gown and finished her makeup, Nathaniel stood nearby holding her purse-and a thermal cup clenched tightly in his hand.
"I told you to drink more water, but you wouldn't listen. Don't you know O how important your voice is as a singer? Con, one more sip," he nagged with the earnest concern of a fretful parent. Ysabel gave him a helpless side-eye. "Nathaniel, it's just a launch. Do you really need to be this nervous?"
"I'm not nervous," he insisted, though his grip on the thermos betrayed him. "I just don't want your throat going dry on stage." Watching his reddening ears, Ysabel's tone softened.
"Thank you... for always being there." In that moment, it felt like she'd truly grown up.
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