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Chapter 245 Plans and Paranoia
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Tara The man’s eyes catch mine like a net in deep water. Quiet, steady, and impossible to shake.He doesn’t smile, but there’s something smooth and deliberate in the way he approaches. “You looked like you could use company,” he says, voice low and velvety. “I’m Yakob. Let me get you a drink, Tara.”I don’t look at Ash as we walk away. Yakob knowing my name means nothing. Everyone at Amber’s knew our names. But he may know something and there’s no time left to be careful and play the long game.He nods to the bartender, ordering a Sidecar for me without asking, and a neat single malt for himself.I sip the Sidecar, watching him over the rim of the glass. I tell myself not to look for Ash. Not to glance in his direction. Not to care that I can feel his eyes burning into me from across the room.“So, you’re visiting from Raventon?” Yakob asks lightly. I nod, “Just passing through really. We’ll be going home soon.”“That’s a pity. It’s rare to get fresh faces here.” He takes a s
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Ash Redgrave’s words echo in my skull like a bell that won’t stop ringing.I’ve always had a thing for devilish men, and magic.Things that aren’t what they appear to be.It’s not just flirtation. It’s not even just calculated manipulation. There’s weight and intent behind her words. The insinuation is far too specific, but how can she possibly know about me?I scan the crowd while keeping my face in a carefully practiced mask of amused disinterest. My pulse is doing its own thing entirely. Climbing steadily as paranoia sinks its claws into my back.No one should know. Certainly no human should know. Scarlett. Hilda. Arlo. They were the only ones there when I… when Astaroth died and Ash was born. When the power bled out of me like smoke in the wind. And they didn’t tell anyone but a tight circle of friends who value secrecy the way I value whiskey.There’s no way this Redgrave woman should even have an inkling. Unless someone talks or something darker is unfolding right und
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TaraThe gravel crunches under my heels as we approach the front door, and I can’t stop staring at the building in front of me.The Redgrave mansion is less a house and more a gothic cathedral masquerading as one. Three stories of pristine white stone, arched windows, and wrought-iron balconies. Columns support a sweeping front porch lit by warm golden sconces, and every inch of the place hums with old money.There’s music drifting out, something classical and haunting, underscored by the gentle clinking of glasses and murmured conversations. It’s incredibly intimidating.Ash reaches for the door, pausing for a moment to look over at me. He’d offered me his dagger before we left the motel, but I’d refused. “I don’t know how to use it,” I told him honestly. “And if things get that serious, I’ll be better off shifting.”His expression had tightened. “Tara, if you shift in there-” He didn’t need to tell me. I’d be revealing the existence of werewolves. In my heart I’ve already decid
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They’ve been gone for a week. Seven full days and not so much as a whisper. Not from Tara or Ash. I haven’t even been able to connect with her via mind link.Which is more annoying than concerning because I don’t know whether Tara is blocking everyone out on purpose, or whether she’s not capable of mind-linking. To my shame, I’ve never linked with her before and neither has anyone else.I hate not knowing what’s going on. I stalk through the front room of the house like a caged beast, arms crossed tight over my chest, and glare out the window as if it’ll suddenly show me something other than the same damn trees.The forest outside is calm. Birds chirping and wind rustling like nature has no clue the world is holding its breath.“She’s fine,” Arlo says from behind me, his voice calm and reassuring. It’s the same tone he uses when our daughter scrapes a knee and swears she’s dying. I whirl around, “You don’t know that.”He’s leaning back in a chair at the kitchen table, ankle rest
Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 246 The Game Changes
AshThe streets smell like stale beer, piss, and cheap cigarettes. Fitting, really. This city wears its decay like a second skin. Worn thin in places, rotting in others. And I’m walking straight through its guts, trying to chase ghosts.The note’s still in my pocket. Crumpled now, but the words ring as loud as ever. He knows. I don’t like being watched. I like it even less when the person watching knows exactly who I am.Don’t even get me started on Tara. She's making this harder than it has to be, with her sharp wit, easy laughter and those big eyes that look at me like I’m not a monster. Like I could be more than who I am. It’s dangerously distracting.I find the people I’m looking for near the river, where the city hides its’ disrepute. There’s a makeshift fire burning in a metal drum and a few bundled-up figures huddled around it, trying to ward off the chill.I keep my hands where they can see them as I approach. Nobody around here trusts clean boots and a straight spine.“Ev
Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 245 Plans and Paranoia
Tara When I wake, the first thing I notice is that the bed beside me is empty. The second is the faint, echoing thud of my heart as I remember what happened the night before.The words are still carved into my thoughts like they were burned there: He knows. Who knows? What exactly? And who dropped the note there? So smoothly that even my werewolf senses didn’t pick it up.I sit up slowly, my nerves tangled like a knotted necklace. Ash is pacing by the window, fully dressed in black again. I’m sure he knows how good the color looks on him.“Morning,” I croak. “Staring dramatically into the sunrise, or just brooding for fun?” He glances over his shoulder, eyes flicking to my face like he’s assessing me for damage. “A little of both.”“Did you sleep?” I ask, only to be met with a nonchalant shrug. “Beauty rest is for people without enemies.”I throw the blanket off and slide to the edge of the bed. My legs feel a little wobbly as I remember the look on his face last night once we were
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TaraAmber smells like wealth and cigars, and I feel like a walking accident waiting to happen.I step into the lounge on Ash’s arm, wearing the red dress that hugs me in all the right places and exposes every ounce of self-doubt I possess. My heels click against the floor like gunshots. Heads turn. Ash smiles like he owns the place. I try not to trip."Chin up," he murmurs, guiding me further into the lounge. "You’re a queen, remember?""I feel like a cautionary tale." He chuckles low, the sound curling around my spine. “A very sexy cautionary tale.” I jab him in the ribs with my elbow. “Don’t make me spill out of this thing.”Ash orders another bottle of ridiculously expensive wineand leads us to the same table as last night. Already, I can feel eyes on me. "Showtime," Ash whispers, topping off my glass.I glance around the room, trying to find the man from last night—the one who watched me like he was memorizing every freckle. It doesn’t take long. He’s seated at the bar this time,
