Chapter 230

Chapter 230
Third person POV
The wine glass shattered against the far wall, crimson liquid splattering like blood across the faded wallpaper. Felicity’s breath came in short, uneven bursts, her chest rising and falling as she stared at the mess – the jagged shards catching the light like teeth.
She’d been pacing for hours, her manic energy fueling her fury as she flipped through the latest reports scattered across her desk. Photographs, typed summaries, names, and sightings – all of them centered around one woman.
Ellie.
That cursed name seemed to echo through her head with every heartbeat. Ellie, who had wormed her way into Nolan’s life and stayed there, like a stain Felicity couldn’t scrub away. Ellie, who had made Nolan turn his back on everything they’d built together.
Ellie, who now stood under the protection of Moonstone not just any pack, but one ruled by Alaric, one of the most respected Alphas in the region.
A bitter laugh tore from her throat. “An Alpha’s daughter. Of course she is.”
Felicity snatched the latest photo from the pile. It was grainy, taken from a distance
– Ellie in light blue hospital scrubs, her hair braided loosely over one shoulder, pushing a stroller. The image made Felicity’s hand tremble.
Two small bundles in the stroller.
The twins. Alive.
It changed everything. It made it all so clear. The rogues were in position already. Ever since Felicity had seen this image, she’d known what to do.
It explained everything.
Nolan hadn’t thrown her away for Ellie. It had been for them. For his sons.
It made so much sense.
“He mourned them. I comforted him. I was there,” she muttered to herself as she ran her fingertips over the image of the boys.
Her breath hitched. The wine’s warmth turned to acid in her stomach. “He didn’t know… but when Ellie came back. He must have found out. That was why he took her back.”
The fury built, a molten surge that made her vision swim. She swept her arm across the table, sending papers flying. Her scream echoed through the room, raw and feral.
When the last echo faded, she stood amid the wreckage-anting, trembling, broken glass at her feet. Slowly, deliberately, she straightened.
Her expression changed.
The wildness drained from her face, replaced by an eerie stness. Her breathing steadied. She moved to the table again, collecting one of the fallen pages – a border map of Moonstone and Silver Fang.
“Of course,” she murmured. “That’s why they’ve been watching the border. That’s why he’s been so quiet.”
Her lips curved into a faint, chilling smile.
“But they’re looking in the wrong place.”
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Chapter 230
“What the hell are you breaking in here now?”
The voice cut through her thoughts, sharp and angry. Felicily turned to see the tall, blonde man standing in the doorway. The man who owned the house she’d been taking refuge in. The one who was helping her fund her
rogues.
She smiled at him, all teeth.
“Apologies, Kieran. My emotions got the better of me.”
Kieran pushed away from the door and looked at the shattered glass with distaste. “You’re making a habit of running my glassware.”
“We’ll be raising a glass in celebration soon enough,” she said with a deceptively light tone.
Kieran looked less than convinced. He’d been brooding around his packhouse since the last time he visited Ellie. He’d told her how he’d found Nolan there, how Ellie had defended him, chosen him.
It was driving Kieran mad with jealousy and hatred.
“I did try to warn you about her, didn’t I?” Felicity said with a tut. “Just like I warned Nolan about her. Ellie isn’t some weak, wolfless thing that needs protection. She’s manipulative, conniving. She’s not above using her looks to get what she wants.” Kieran sneered at her words. “Ellie isn’t the problem. Nolan is. What the hell is he doing sniffing around her after all of this time? She took his kids and left him! What more does he need to understand that he’s lost!”
“Me,” Felicity answered easily. “He needs me. He’s always needed me. He’s lost without some guidance, poor fool. Without me by his side, he’s desperate enough to seek her out. But we’ll take care of all of that today.”
“What exactly are you doing?” Kieran asked, looking her over with barely concealed distrust.
“It’s easy. My rogues will move in and distract Moonstone’s defenses. Overwhelm them with a surprise attack. Kill anyone who tries to stop them. Then, I’ll move in
and take the twins. Once I have them, Ellie will come willingly.”
Kieran straightened up instantly, startled by her words.
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