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It was as if she was their entire world. The ceremony ended perfectly. To celebrate, Kael and Liam took Dahlia on a vacation to a private island. On the way, Dahlia brought up the phone call from the ceremony. "Was that Elara calling you? I thought I heard her name right before I went on stage." "Don't worry about her," Kael said. "Just an old trick to get our attention." "Alpha, don't say that," Dahlia countered softly. "She's not a bad person. She just wants you to notice her."

As soon as he stepped into the penthouse, Ary opened the email fully and began reading: Elena Ava Nolan, born December 25, 1997 to Jon Patrick and Gina Marie Nolan, both of Essex, Massachusetts. Mother, deceased. Personal Details: - Age: 23 - Nationality: American - Marital Status: Married (Bradley “Brad” Hawkins) Residence and Employment: - Last confirmed residence: Shared condo with Bradley Hawkins in Lawrence, MA. - Last known employment: Junior Chef at Scavos Eatery, Essex, MA, from where she resigned, citing “personal reasons”

but the physical gravity of a son. ​"You're getting better at that," Elara said, leaning her head against the back of the chair. Her eyes were rimmed with red, her hair pulled back in a messy knot. To the world, she was the Triage Authority. To Liam, she was the woman who had survived a war and won. ​"I’m learning that they aren't made of glass," Liam said, looking down at Caleb. "Though I still feel like my heart is walking around outside my body. It’s a terrifying way to live, Elara."

He loved hearing stories about the past—about how Great-grandfather Ivan and Great-grandmother Elena fought their way through betrayal and darkness to build this empire. "One day," Elian said seriously, "I will protect this family too. Just like you did." Elara, on the other hand, was a tornado of energy. She was artistic, loud, funny, and fearless. She loved sports, music, and fashion. She was the princess who everyone adored, but she had a temper that could match Violet’s. "If anyone bullies someone," Elara would say, puffing her cheeks, "I will kick them!" When they turned ten years old, they started attending a prestigious school in the city.

“Deere, Eliana. Cum laude.” Eliana, known to everyone as Eli, the most unsuspecting girl of the group but the one who has the most skeletons in her closet. She entered the university without a solid plan. No concrete vision of how things would be for her in the end. The one thing that she was concerned about being able to escape from her origin, even when it is just temporarily. Eli who studied diligently, stood between her two friends whenever they were on the verge of breaking into another fight. The woman who was fragile, and became even more so after her mother’s death. The woman who could only take so much, but still took every hurdle that was thrown on her way. She lived happily in the

“I just need a minute…” “As you can see, I am busy,” she interrupted, straightening her chair. Her eyes were sharp and wary. Just then, the door burst open, and a blond walked in, accompanied by a little girl. My attention snagged on the child first, assuming that she was the lady's, but as the child turned toward me, my heart stopped. “Mummy!” she yelped and ran toward Elara. She had dark eyes, the same sharp curve of the jaw, a faint dimple in the left cheek. Not even the hair down her back could hide the glaringly undeniable truth.

she whispered, “was smart.” ⸻ Elara ended the live. ⸻ And for the first time— A small, real smile touched her lips. ⸻ ⸻ Across the city— Elena watched the livestream replay. ⸻ Her grip tightened around her phone. ⸻ “What is she doing?” she muttered. ⸻ Because that— Wasn’t panic. ⸻ That wasn’t defense. ⸻ That was strategy. ⸻ And it was working.

“He doesn’t know I’m calling.” That seemed to catch her attention. “Interesting. You finally learned to keep secrets.” “I’m not playing games, Elara,” I said, my tone steady. “Victoria has Morgan. And she’s working on something that uses my DNA and Liam’s. She’s making children.” Her tone softened, but only slightly. “Ah. Project EVE. I warned her that it would get messy.” “So you know about it?” “I helped design it.” I froze. “You what?” Elara chuckled. “Relax, darling. I didn’t know she was using your full genetic sequence. But I can tell you this much: she's building an heir. A version of you who will obey.”

" The girl's voice trembled as she recognized her parents. Elaila, the once lifeless girl, was now alive and well, sitting before her astonished family. "Elaila!" Jannah cried out, rushing to embrace her daughter and lifting her into her arms. Tears streamed down her face as she held her child close, overwhelmed with joy and relief. Nate leaned against the wall, equally stunned by the unbelievable sight. Mobali and Kaerlia, still processing the incredible turn of events, stood beside each other. Elaila turned her gaze towards Kaerlia, who was equally amazed. She rushed to Kaerlia and gave her a tight hug, followed by a gentle kiss.

AVA I woke up the next morning with Liam's words echoing in my head. "Once I have full custody, I won't need her anymore." The betrayal cut deeper than any physical wound. I'd signed away my freedom for nothing but borrowed time with my son. The sound of Eli's laughter drifted down the hallway, and I followed it like a lifeline. I found him in the playroom with Elena, who was teaching him to count in what sounded like Spanish. "Uno, dos, tres," Eli repeated carefully, clapping his hands.