Ava's POV
Watching Eli pace the room, his expression locked between regret and something darker—probably fear—and I could not breathe. Since he began talking, he hadn't yet looked me in the eye; however, this time I was letting him evade me.
"So, you are telling me this has been going on for... exactly how long?" My voice hardly steady as I asked. "You concealed all this from me for years, and felt it was alright since it was for my protection?”
"It was never that simple," he said at last, looking directly at me. His eyes reflected a mix of vulnerability I had never seen before and embarrassment. "I felt I could keep you out of it all and manage it. But things were increasingly difficult.
I laughed, then clenched my hands. " Complicated? Eli, I have been in danger without even seeing it! Do you know how powerless that renders me?
Thick with suspense, the room went still for a minute. Eli's face softened and his shoulders slumped as though he carried a weight too great for one person.
"Ava, I—\" He began but did not finish as though the words were difficult to release.
Just tell me the truth, I pleaded, my voice cracking. No more "protection," no more hiding. Tell me what is occurring if you truly want me to be secure. I cannot carry on like this.
Shaking his head, he ran a hand over his hair. "There resides a guy. We call Marcus Raine his name.
I was strained. " Marcus Raine... Name is one I have heard before. Is he that has been following you?
Not only me, Eli said, his voice subdued. "He's a criminal, but not any type of criminal. He is the sort you avoid saying no to if he targets you; he is the kind that makes deals in the shadow. Years ago, when I initially started, he sought to utilize me.
But you objected?
Eli nodded. And he responded poorly to it. He has been staring at me since then, poised for an opportunity to drag me in. I kept you out of it as I knew that, should he find out about you, he would use you to reach me.
Like a fist, the awareness hit me. This concerned control, leverage, not only about myself. Eli had been attempting to guard me, but at the expense of driving us apart. The worst aspect was not knowing the whole story yet.
Where then does it leave us? I enquired, swallowing the knot in my throat. "Is he still...watching?"
Eli paused, and that was a sufficient response.
Indeed, he replied at last, his voice almost audible. Still, it's worse right now. He seems to be making plans.
Though my mind flew, I made myself breathe. "What from you, Eli, does he want?"
"To owe him a debt, always permanent. Once he has hooks in you, there is no way out. He glanced at me and for the first time I could see actual terror in his eyes. Still, it's not only about me now. He knows you. Though I tried to keep you away from it, Ava, he discovered somehow.
A cold crawled over my back. So I am already a target?
Eli nodded, and his voice sounded empty. "I wanted it never to reach this point. If I separated myself, I reasoned I could keep you secure, but that didn't turn out.
Though I felt the weight of what he had said down on me, I was not ready to let terror rule me. Then we'll confront it together, I responded, with a strong voice. "I'm done using secrets." We will be ready if Marcus desires a battle.
Eli fixed me, a flutter of hope in his eyes. "You're stronger than I would have guessed, Ava."
"And you undervalued me," I said, a little smile pulling at my mouth. Tell me immediately what you know. If we are doing this, I would like to be really ready.
The following several hours we reviewed every detail he could recall. Names, locations, faces that could enable us to fit the elements of this warped puzzle. Though little, it was a beginning. Though I could sense his tiredness, his eyes gleamed with a fire that matched my own will.
But Eli's phone buzzed through the silence just as I thought I was starting to grasp. He looked at it and became white.
"It's Marcus," he said, his hands quivering slightly as he held the phone to show me. Though brief, the message was terrifying.
Come see me tomorrow. On your own. Our business still has to be done.
"Tomorrow"? I murmured while my pulse surged. Eli, you cannot travel by yourself.
He gave his head a shake. "I have no alternative. Should I not, he will come seeking for us. This is my opportunity to face him and, if at all possible, finish this.
Between us, the words lingered, full of a finality I could not stand.
"No," I responded with great conviction. "We travel through this together. We will figure anything out on our terms, not his.
Eli gazed at me, a mixture of pride and grief in his eyes. "Ava, you don't grasp." He will know if I am not going alone. Someone we cannot fool is him. He loses it the instant he detects something strange.
The reality struck me like a kick-back. He was correct; any mistake may cost us everything if Marcus were as deadly as Eli said. Still, I felt that there had to be a way to flip the odds.
Eli, I won't just sit here and wait. If you are going, I am figuring out how to support you. I stared at him and let the will in my eyes speak for itself.
He started to disagree, but I quieted him with a glance. I'm not pulling back. Not immediately. Whether you choose it or not, we are doing this together.
A tense minute later he nodded. "All correct." We should use caution, though. One mistake and we both are done.
We developed our strategy as dawn dawned over the city, every action more risk than the next. Though my heart surged, an unusual quiet descended upon me. This was it—the instant everything would turn around, one way or another. I was ready even though we were entering the lion's lair.
And I realized Eli was also as I looked at him.
Eli’s POV My secrets' weight was finally falling on me. Ava's expression betrayed both fury and loyalty, and I could see why. Believing it was safer that way, I had kept her in the dark for so long. But here she was, putting together the elements of my life I had always sought to divide."I did everything for Ava, all for you. Every danger, every lie—I was attempting to guard you, my voice unvarnished.She gave out a sour laugh. "Guard me?" By driving me into peril without even realizing it?I had replayed this scenario in my brain a thousand times, but now it was far more terrible. "I had no idea how far it would sink. When I initially became engaged with Marconi, it was straightforward. He needed someone on the inside, and I considered it as just temporary—until I had sufficient information to turn him in. But it veered out of control.Ava's eyes closed as her rage flared. Eli, you could have told me. I had a right to know."Possibly. But, as you would know, they would have sensed
Ava's POV The weight of our plan pulled down on me as I slid into the lovely evening gown. Designed to fit Marconi's unique humanitarian occasion, it was a borrowed facade. The garment gleamed in Eli's apartment's dim light, but it seemed more like a chain binding me to this dangerous work."Are you persuaded regarding this??" Eli's voice came out from behind me, mixed with resolve and worry. Looking in the mirror at me, he adjusted the cufflinks on his tailored suit. Though I could see the tension etched in every feature of the man standing there, he seemed almost the guest."I'm sure," I said, trying to project confidence I lacked totally. We have gone too far to undo right now.He nodded and his jaw clenched. "Marconi won't slow down if he suspects anything.""I know," I said softly. Still, there's an unexpected element. He knows nothing about my arrival.This qualifies you both as an asset and a target. He came forward, his fingers lightly brushing across mine. You will do as I l
Ava's POV From the mansion, the streets melted together. My heartbeat had hardly slowed since we departed; every flicker of headlights behind us made my heart leap. Eli's jacket pocket kept the data firmly in place, but the weight of what we had done hovered about like a dense fog."Are you nice??" Eli's hands grabbing the steering wheel shattered the silence.I nodded, though the fact was far more complicated. "I'm ok." Mostly trying to catch my breath.His eyes went to the rearview mirror in search of any sign of pursuit. "We made it out," he said, as though trying to convince himself. Marconi, though, will not let this slide.I grasp. I found the weight of what we opposed returning to me. "Do you believe he realized?"Not at the moment, Eli answered, his mouth firm. "But he will shortly." The second will come for us; he discovers nothing amiss or even traces of betrayal.I drew hard, the understanding sinking in. We have to remain ahead of him then. Where from here should I be goi
Eli's POV Marconi's voice slinked across the night, spasming my spine. I made myself cool even if the weight of our situation crashed on me. Ava halted next to me, and I grasped her hand firmly. Her breath stopped Not just now; we couldn show fear.Marconi entering the dim light stated, "You have been quite the thorn in my side, Eli." His attire was beautiful, his grin predatory. To be very honest, I find it really impressive. Most people seldom remain this long.Retaining a forceful voice, I shot back, "I aim to disappoint." Every phrase was intentional, every second a chance to get away. Every minute to consider.Marconi laughed a deep, terrifying note. "Brave words for a man on the run."I went gently to sleep between Ava and him. "What then do you want, Marconi?"His eyes gleamed with entertainment. "My ideal has always been control. Eli, you have been too long meddling in my life. And today you have included this lovely woman into it. such a loss.Ava stayed rigid next to me, bu
Eli and I staggered along the black lane, our breaths raspy and mixing with the coolness of the night as the wind swept over her hair. Every stride seemed like a curse as much as a success. Marconi was gone, but so was any sort of protection we might have grabbed. My ideas flew, every one darker than the next. I looked at Eli; his face was pallid and his gait was heavy."You have to relax," I advised, sounding worried. Blood flowed across the improvised bandage around his side. You are bleeding way too much.He shook his head, his eyes flashing. Away from here. We have to move farther away.Though it would not make any difference, I knew he was right. Every fall, every grimace that graced his face tightened my heart. We persisted, negotiating tight spaces until we came to an abandoned warehouse. The door creaked open with a reluctance that matched our tiredness, and we stepped into the heavy air gathering in all about.Eli leaned against the wall and slid down till he was on the chill
Ava’s POVThe suspense in the atmosphere was as dense as the blackness all around us. Lucia's motions quickly and deliberately led us down twisting lanes and across abandoned streets. I kept beside Eli, each stride reminding us of how dangerous our circumstances were. Though he had severe bruises, he persisted, his jaw tightened with will."Are we almost at it?" I murmured, the quiet of the city weighing down on me.Lucia said, "Close," with an almost discernible voice. She didn't slow, and I sensed she was testing us—watching our distance before we broke. I resolved not to let her experience of me faltering satisfy her.At last we came to a generic structure with an uninteresting outside. Lucia keyed in a combination on the corroded keypad, and the door creaked open to see a dimly illuminated stair spiral below. She signaled for us to come in."After you," she said, her voice as cutting as the knife she held fastened to her thigh.I hesitated, then looked at Eli. His eyes locked with
Ava's POV Silence was, I had always thought, my best defense; if I kept my head down and stayed invisible, I would be safe. But my secret seemed like a ticking clock, each pulse resonating in the hollow place where my heart used to be. Silence five years, hiding five years, and now it was all about to end. The truth was going to rip through the flimsy walls I had created, and there would be no turning back whether or not I was ready.Perched on the brink of the forest, the tall trees created sweeping shadows across the road I had previously escaped. The clean autumn air pricked at my skin, reminding me of the evening I left—heartbroken, embarrassed, and alone. Except I was not by myself. Not then, either. not now.My hand closed around the child's tiny, delicate fingers at my side. My daughter Lily is my lighthouse. Her clear green eyes reflected my own, wide with innocence and inquiry. She pulled at my sleeve, her gentle voice guiding me out of the depths of my mind.Her wonder-fill
Ava's POV Coming back here never appealed to me.As I drove down the little, twisting road heading toward the Blood Moon Pack's territory, my lungs smelled familiarly of pine and earth. The air seemed to weigh more and became dense with memories and unspoken words the closer I approached. My pulse accelerated as my hands tightened their grasp on the driving wheel, the dark contour of the forest loomed ahead enveloping the territory of the pack in a shield. Five years as opposed to thisFive years after Jackson Wolfe tossed me aside like I was nothing—his mate, his weakness—reversed. I had been damaged, brittle, uncertain of who I was without him back then. But that woman? She vanished from sight. I was not the same Ava that had grieved and powerless stumbled out of this woodland.I had shifted. My kids had made me different."Mama, are we almost at it? Lily's voice drew me back into consciousness. Her brilliant green eyes wide as she stared out the window, she sat in the rear seat.