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Chapter 109

Chapter 109: Dealing With The Most Infuriating Man On Earth SERENA’S POV The ride back home is quiet—eerily quiet. Not even Cassidy’s usual sarcastic jabs nor Luna’s soft humming can cut through the tension pulsing through the vehicle. My fingers grip the edge of the seat, knuckles turning white, as I stare blankly out the window. Lucian sits in the front, as still and composed as a statue, his aura unreadable as always. My heart pounds in my chest like a war drum. I don’t even know if it’s fear, guilt, or pure rage and longing coursing through me. Maybe it’s all three—merging and exploding within me like a storm I can’t control. The car slows as we approach the apartment building. A thick silence blankets us as we step out into the cool night air. The streetlights flicker overhead, casting golden glows that don’t feel comforting—just cold. I take one step
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Chapter 110

Chapter 110: Rebellion and the Gathering SERENA’S POV The moment I start acting like the word rebellion, both Cassidy and Luna freeze. It’s almost comedic how their jaws drop in perfect sync. Luna blinks like she can’t see me properly, and Cassidy’s eyebrows shoot so high I think they might vanish into her hairline. “You want to rebel against your dad?” Cassidy gapes, eyes wide in mock horror. “Serena, are we absolutely sure you’re not possessed?” I roll my eyes, but I can’t help the smirk tugging at my lips. “I’m serious. I can’t take this anymore. He’s crossed every imaginable line.” Cassidy grins and leans in. “Easy there, girl. I envy you, though. Getting to experience this whole mate bond thing. I’ve read about that feeling so many times in those supernatural historical roma
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Chapter 111: Rebellion And The Gathering II

  SERENA’S POV The clinking of cutlery against porcelain is the only sound that echoes in the grand dining hall. The luxurious ambiance—the golden chandelier, the velvet-draped windows, the polished marble floors—does nothing to ease the pressure sitting on my chest. I watch my father from the corner of my eye, every muscle in my body taut with tension. He calmly slices into his steak with methodical precision, each movement slow, deliberate, like he’s savoring the silence, owning the moment. Every bite he takes is calculated, measured, as though he’s orchestrating more than just a meal. Despite the rich aroma of roasted meat and aged wine filling the air, the atmosphere is suffocating—heavy and thick, wrapped in a silence that clings to the walls like an unbroken curse. I shift slightly in my chair, leaning back with practiced grace, then cast a discreet glance toward Cassidy and Luna. One subtle look is all it tak
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