Chapter 200

Chapter 200:

“I’m unfreezing a portion. Enough for expenses and emergencies. And for this little mission, consider it a consulting fee p>

Azalea’s smile widened. “Now you’re speaking my language. What’s the retainer p>

I sighed. “Full immunity from Warrior conditioning drills for a month. No five a.m. runs. No mud pits p>

She blinked — genuine surprise flickering across her face. “A whole month p>

“A whole month,” I confirmed.

Azalea extended her hand with mock formality. “You have a deal, Alpha. I’ll have her signing that lease before lunch p>

𝗦𝗵𝗮re y𝗈𝗎r 𝘁𝗵𝗼u𝘨𝗵𝘵𝘴 𝘰n 𝗴𝖺𝗅n𝗼𝗏е𝗅ѕ.𝗰𝗼𝗆

She stood and grabbed her phone from the coffee table. As she headed toward the elevator, she paused and glanced back at me. “You know, for someone who claims he’s not controlling, you’re remarkably good at it p>

“I prefer the term ‘strategically invested in outcomes p>

She laughed softly, shaking her head. “Whatever helps you sleep at night, Dad p>

The elevator doors slid shut, leaving me alone with the city lights and the weight of secrets yet to be uncovered.

I turned back to the window, looking out at the sprawl of the city below. Adella wanted independence. She wanted to fly.

You can fly, little bird, I thought, as the burn of old whiskey settled in my chest. But I own the sky.

And somewhere out there, Braydon Hyde was holding a piece of her past — a piece of my secrets — believing he could use it to bring her down. He was about to learn what every wolf eventually learned when they cornered a Lycan.

You don’t get to walk away.

Adella

Freedom, I was quickly learning, smelled like wet dog and mildew.

“This is… cozy,” I lied, stepping over a suspicious stain on the carpet of the second apartment we had visited that morning. The air was thick with the aggressive, musky scent of unwashed male Warriors. It was a dormitory-style unit near the training grounds, and the walls were so thin I could hear someone snoring in the next room.

“It’s a shoe box, Adella,” Azalea deadpanned, leaning against the doorframe with her arms crossed. “And the shower is in the kitchen. Literally p>

I sighed, my shoulders slumping. The first place had been even worse — a shack on the edge of the territory with iron bars on the windows.

“I just need somewhere safe,” I murmured, rubbing my temples. “Somewhere that isn’t… his p>

“Well, unless you want to live with sweaty trainees, we’re out of options,” Azalea said, pulling out her phone. Then her eyes widened — a little too theatrically. “Wait. No way p>

“What p>

“I just saw a post on the internal property channel,” she said, tapping the screen rapidly. “A diplomat from the Pack was just reassigned overseas. He broke his lease this morning. The landlord is desperate for a reliable tenant. Like, right now p>

I hesitated. “Where is it p>

“The Aurelia,” she said, turning the screen toward me. The image showed a sleek stone building that looked more like a fortress than an apartment complex. “It’s in the Elder district. Very secure p>

Hope — fragile and dangerous — fluttered in my chest. “Let’s go p>

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