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Chapter 65 Lucien POV… I left the basement and returned to the master bedroom. Camila was still sleeping and Liam was trying to draw her blood. “That won’t help!” I spoke. When I saw such a long needle pierce her frail arm, I felt like it was my heart being pierced. “Have you found out anything?” Liam asked and shiny light flashed across his face. He could not hide the expectation on his face. “Things are a lot more complicated than I thought but I think that you have found yourself a test subject!” I said and I saw him frown.

"If you're going to the next Luna, stand up right now. Douglas would not appreciate a wuss as the next Luna." Nicole's crying ceased immediately. She stood up automatically, tremors ran through her body. Laura held her. "Our priority is finding the Alpha, search there," she gestured to the other side of the room. "While, I rescue the young wolf." Nicole trudged to a large pile that obstructed where Alpha Douglas stood before the attack. The foundation of the building wobbled again, slightly tilting to the left. Laura rapidly removed the rubble piled on the young wolf's body, then set him close to Larry.

I had to get back my license, no matter what. I made a firm decision and followed Lucia. I had to speak to her about what the next steps were. I frowned when she entered the study. I watched as she hid beside a stack of books and made a call. Lucia glanced in my direction but I hid behind the wall, I had no clue what she was up to, but whatever it was; It didn’t look good. I could faintly hear the conversation from where I stood in front of the door. “I understand Romeo.” Lucia spat.”I know— I know that you did the job well, but give me some time to arrange the money. Okay.” She continued. What job was she referring to?

Mario sipped on the coffee Lucia made as he narrowed his eyes as fixed his gaze on Lulu who was a nervous wreck, "I… I only wanted them to be sleeping in the same room... I couldn't stand it when they argued like that"Lucia said in a low tone, yes she did sabotage everything, but she only did it because she felt sad that despite being married her bosses slept in different rooms, and their misunderstanding never seized to end. All she wanted was for Sia to think the shower in her room was broken that way she could shift to Emiliano's room, but she did not expect her plan to turn so horrific

Lucy said earnestly, each word reassuring Maria. Maria was deeply moved, never expecting such understanding from Lucy. "Madam, to be honest, Luna has ulterior motives. Just now—" Maria began to explain, but Luna burst in suddenly. "Lucy, it’s urgent! Lila is crying and asking for you. You’d better come quickly!" Luna said anxiously. Lucy, prioritizing her children’s safety, immediately left to check on Lila. Luna shot a side glance at Maria, thinking to herself, 'You old hag! You really think you can go up against me and tattle on me?'

Brittney explained cautiously looking straight at Lucia. Lucia nodded and finished her porridge hurriedly. She lost interest in speaking to Brittney. She threw the empty food pack and walked to the bed. "Luci aren't you going to join me in the cake?" She shook her head and proceeded to climb into bed. "Luci take a bite. It's just one bite." Lucia stared at the cake for a while without a word, she sat on the bed. Brittney cut out a piece and handed it to her.

But the words—the promise—was too tempting to ignore. Elias. Back where he belonged. With him. Away from Lucian. "How?" Tristan forced out. "Lucian has him locked down tighter than a fortress. I can’t even get near him." "And that," Luca said, voice dripping satisfaction, "is why you need me." He swept across the room to a small table, pulling out a faded parchment. A map—Lucian’s mansion, sprawling and intricate, was sketched across it in harsh lines. "Lucian built himself a palace so perfect, so impenetrable," Luca murmured, tracing a finger along the walls, "he forgot something important." He looked up, eyes gleaming. "Power makes you lazy. Arrogant."

Lucia sipped, setting the glass neatly down along the table’s edge—a ritual for those who sign bogus bills of lading. “We have Novazene,” I said. “We have Δ-12. We have Malta. And we have your fingerprints on a container door.” “You have a few pieces of paper,” she countered. “And the drive,” I said. She glanced at my pocket. “Which you’ll lose if you’re careless,” she warned. “And you’ll be careless if you think paper moves budgets.” “Then help us move the real figures on the board,” Elky said. Lucia placed her palm flat on the folder. As the scarf slid aside, it revealed a faint scar on her wrist—a secret paid for dearly. “And why would I do that?” she asked. “Because you’re my son? I love

Lucia snarked. I leaned forward in my chair, resting my elbows on my knees. "Lucia, I don't want to be at war with you—" "Do you know what they did to me?!" Lucia shouted, stopping anything else I might have wanted to say. "I don't," I replied. "But if you want to tell me…" "I was a revolving door for El Lobo's men!" Lucia said, tears starting to roll down her cheeks. "El Lobo thought he was saving me for something or someone—I don't know—but that's not how it worked out. That's not how it worked out at all!"

Lorenza immediately countered, “Mr. Colonna was trained in a sanctuary.” At that moment, Lucia descended the stairs. She intended to ask the kitchen to prepare soup the children liked. Lorenza turned to her, eyes gleaming. “Lucia, what’s your horoscope?” Lucia calmly replied, “I’m a Virgo. Why?” Lorenza’s eyes widened. “So you are a Virgo…” She turned quickly to Leonardo. “That means—” Lucia didn’t wait. She turned and walked into the kitchen, silent and composed—like a guest in her own home.