CHAPTER 157

KYLO’S POV

The stillness of the world outside was interrupted and stars flickered like burning coal on the black velvet sky. My breath turned into vapor in the coldness of the night as I crouched behind the high walls of the mansion. It wasn’t Theo’s home but it served as a prison for Varya.

Every beat of my heart counted down to when I would soon arrive at her location.

For weeks, I have been pursuing ghosts, sifting through dead-ends and false trails. But tonight, everything fell into place. Theo had slipped up, his increasingly erratic behavior leading me to this secluded property on the outskirts of the city.

It was a heavily guarded fortress—too secure for a man simply protecting his business.

He was hiding something, and I knew what. No, who?

Varya was here. I could feel it in my bones.

I slipped through the darkness, my movements precise and deliberate. Every step had been planned, every security measure calculated. I’d spent days watching the property, noting the shifts of the