But in all of that, I still prayed she kept my secret a secret.
KESTER.
I swear to fuck, Norlan, if she ever lays the shadow of a finger on her ever again, your it have to look for another woman to loss, I seethed over the phone, feeling my fingers twitch with the need to hit something or somente. June
Norlan sighed on the other end of the line, stready exhausted by the mere his potential woman had become Rester. I’m grry 1 swear I’ll talk to her
No. You’ll call her to order, 1 snapped. Because next time, I went calling you ll be dragging her out by her fucking hair, and you and I both know, Notlan… I won’t stop there.”
Kester…”
I’m not an enemy June wants to keep. She won’t stay alive enough to relish the idea of being enemies with me. Call her to order?
I didn’t wait for his response. I dropped the call and tossed the phone on the desk with a hard thud, my law fight enough to snap steel.
My pulse still hadn’t slowed. I stared at the wall for a moment, rage burning at the base of my throat.
I wondered why he hadn’t made the move on her yet, even after I gave him the go-ahead. If he takes too long, I’d be forced drastic measures against her.
It would be a damn shame if a woman came between Norlan and me.
But I would burn our entire friendship to ashes if it meant protecting my mate… If it meant making sure June never got close to
Kasmine again.
I stood there for a moment, breathing hard. Trying to shake off the instinct to go hunting for June. It took everything in me not to tear the office apart.
The stupid meeting I had just concluded, which had made me leave the house in the first place, was pointless.
Also, I was eager to know the situation here in the office after I received a call from my security team that someone had attempted to access the Black Ledger some days ago.
That’s all it took to flip my fucking world sideways.
It also angered me that I had to make myself available for another meeting at the pack today to address Blaine and the spineless choir of cowards who had agreed to join him in creating a rebellion against me since he heard Kasmine was my mate
My council members-those political harlots dressed in suits and self-importance-who’d sell their packs for half a coin.
I’d deal with them appropriately this time. I guess I was too merciful with them during Karina’s drama.
I had to deal with all these circuses of fools, and amidst that, June had the effrontery to go to my house and threaten my mate!
Fuck!
I had planted just two cameras in my room before leaving. I needed to see what Mine was doing, how she moved, what mood colored her eyes, if she ever decided to cry… I just needed to be able to keep an eye on her for the few hours t’d be unavailable.
During the meeting, I watched her on my laptop while I sat there pretending to give a damn about company optics and scandal mitigation while they showed me press charts and revenue projections.
We were at risk because of the Moon Goddess’ choice of a mate for me. Funny.
I didn’t really care because I always had everything under control.
Imagine my fury when I saw June walk into my room and lay her filthy hands on my mate!
I saw red. Not just metaphorically. Viscerally. Deep, arterial red.
My hand curled around the pen beside me and snapped it clean in half. The ink bled out across my palm.
I lost my shit. I really did lose it.
I brought the meeting to an abrupt close and headed straight to my office.
But before I’d storm out of my office to rush back home and intervene, Kasmine did something I’d forever be proud of. She retaliated fiercely.
Although I didn’t catch up on the conversation they had earlier, which led to the physical confrontation, when I turned up the volume of the CCTV, I heard Kasmine give her a piece of her mind.
“You can wear the crown of the desperate, June. I’ll keep the throne.
Those lines from Kasmine… Fuck!
That wasn’t just a clapback. That was a death sentence dressed in poetry.
If I thought I was in love with her, then hearing this line from her made me fall ten times harder for her.
She was so fierce.
And gods, did it turn me on. This wasn’t just lust. It was something more ancient and carnal.
I wanted to kiss Kasmine until he forgot her name. I wanted to piner against every surface of my room and make her feel how much I adored her fire. I wanted to praise her with teeth and bruises with my mouth on every inch of her.
I sat back on my chair, panting quietly like a fucking madman with hard-on for her.
That was my Luna. The only Luna I needed by my side.
Not that pushover – June.
With the way Kasmine handled her, I didn’t need to run back home anymore. She handled her perfectly well. All I had to do was call my guards because I didn’t understand why she was fully dressed and ready to leave the house.
I didn’t know where she was going, but she wasn’t stepping outside my walls.
I pulled out my phone and dialed Jair, the head of my guards, immediately.
“Kasmine must not step a toe outside my walls.”
“Yes, Alpha.”
“If she so much as opens the front door, I want a goddamn siren blaring. You hear me?”
“Yes, Alpha.”
I ended the call and stared down at the ink-stained half of the pen still in my hand.
I stalked to the edge of the office now and unlocked the hidden panel behind my bookshelf. The reinforced safe hissed open at my fingerprint, revealing a smaller monitor tucked inside. I tapped in my override codes, and the interface blinked to life.
The Black Ledger.
It had three vaults.
Each one encrypted with Norlan’s most unforgiving codework. It wasn’t just password protected-it was smartly protected. The kind of system that learned intruders and struck back. Anyone trying to access it without the proper map would trigger layered defenses -some digital, some… less digital.
Whoever this mole was, they had balls. Or stupidity.
And they got really far.
But they hadn’t cracked it.
The logs were clear: the attack came in through my office terminal… when I wasn’t in the damn building. The firewall blared the second the unauthorized keystrokes hit, and Norlan’s protocol kicked in, locking the Ledger tighter than a tomb.
My fingers moved over the access records. The script was clean and smart. But not Norlan-smart.
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