NovelStartChapter 118 Rhett grabsby the arm and shovesinto a nearby corridor, his grip tight, his voice low and dangerous. "You're coming hwith me. You're my mate, Bree. I won't have you playing pretend with a king." Fear lances through me. "Rhett, let go." "You belong with me," he growls, stepping closer, his breath hot on my face. "Not him. Is that where you've been hiding all this twith him, pretending to be your dead sister?" "What did you expect after what you did?” I snap at him. “To watch you with Bianca? Fucking hurts, doesn't it?" Rhett growls, and I try to jerk my arm from his grip.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBefore I can push him away, Damian, walks in. "Everything alright here?" Rhett loosens his grip, his expression smooths over into something resembling calm. "Yes. Bree was lost. I was just showing her her way back." Damian narrows his eyes, but gestures forto cto him. "I'll take her from here." Rhett steps back, his eyes burning intoas I walk past him, my heart racing. Damian doesn't askany more questions as we head back toward the conference room, but I can feel his suspicion.
"Do you know him?” he asks quietly as we near the door.
||| 0 < Chapter 118 I shake my head quickly, lying through my teeth. "No. He was just showingthe way." When I return, Soren is wraps up the conversation with Rhett. The tension in the room has lessened slightly, but I can still feel the heaviness lingering between them. Max looks up atwith his big, innocent eyes, a bright smile on his face as if the world isn't falling apart around us. I force a smile in return, ruffling his hair as I sit back down beside him.
"The meeting's over," Soren says softly, his eyes flicking to mine, searching for something. "You alright?" "Yeah, just tired," I lie, keeping my tone light. The last thing I need is for him to start asking questions, especially not here. Not with Rhett sitting across from us, pretending like nothing is wrong, like he hasn't just been plotting my fate.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSoren watchesfor a moment longer, his gaze lingering before he nods. "Alright. Let's get out of here, then. Max, ready to go to the movies?" Max's face lights up, and he jumps out of his seat, grabbing Soren's hand. "Popcorn time!” he announces, and for a split second, his excitement manages to cut through the fog of fear clouding my mind.
We make our way out of the building, the cold air hitting my face as we step outside. The sky is dimming, and the city's lights flicker to life around us as we head toward the theater. Max is practically bouncing beside us, chatting away about the movie, his small hands gesturing excitedly as he describes 0 < Mater 118.
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But I'm not really here. My mind is still back in that conference room, still tangled up in Rhett's threats and the council's concerns. The idea that e war between the packs could spill into the human world is terrifying. I know how dangerous Rhett can be, how reckless he is. And now, with the council breathing down his neck, it feels like everything is on the verge of falling apart.
We make it to the theater, and Soren buys our tickets while. Max pullstoward the concession stand, om pointing out all the shacks he wants. I try to focus, try to be present, but everything feels distant, like I'm moving through a haze. I nod along to Max's chatter, smile when I'm supposed to, but inside, I'm unraveling. 77.75%
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