Chapter 585 Chapter 585: “Skye,” Alistair said, his voice thick with emotion. “We’ve been through hell. We’ve fought ghosts, and monsters, and the past p> He dropped to one knee. Skye gasped, her hands flying to her mouth. Alistair pulled out a ring. It wasn’t a massive diamond like the
Chapter 584 Chapter 584: Preston dropped, a bullet in his leg. Liam looked up. Alistair was on the crane. He had followed Liam. “You idiot!” Liam shouted. “Get out of here! The cops are coming p> “We finish this together!” Alistair shouted back, providing cover fire. The police cruisers swarmed
Chapter 583 Chapter 583: “This is… everything,” Skye said, looking up. “You’re giving me everything p> “I’m liquidating,” Liam said. “I’m done p> “Why p> “Because I owe you,” Liam said. “For the first life. For this life. Consider it… alimony p> Julian Vance, who had been standing by the
Chapter 582 Chapter 582: Sienna was in a dog cage. A literal, large-breed dog cage. She was weeping, her makeup smeared, her designer dress ruined. “Let me out!” she screamed when she saw him. “Liam! Baby! This isn’t funny p> Liam pulled up a chair and sat down. He was
Chapter 581 Chapter 581: Alistair looked at Victoria. Then at Skye. He walked toward Victoria slowly. “You want a wedding?” Alistair asked. “I want a merger,” Victoria said, eyes gleaming. Alistair stopped inches from her. He reached out, as if to take her hand. Then his hand shot up and
Chapter 580 Chapter 580: He pulled it out. It was a piece of paper, folded into a tight square, smeared with blood. He unfolded it. It was a receipt from a shipping container rental facility. On the back, in handwriting Alistair recognized from a hundred business contracts, was a scrawled
Chapter 579 Chapter 579: Lucian lay in the corner, bound with zip ties, drifting in and out of consciousness from pain and blood loss. “Almost through,” Felix grunted, sweat dripping off his nose. Alistair watched the metal give way. Please be there. Please. With a final screech, the lid popped
Chapter 578 Chapter 578: Alistair drove his knee into Liam’s gut—pulling the blow at the last second, but it still knocked the wind out of him. Then he cracked the butt of his pistol across Liam’s temple. Liam crumpled to the floor, blood trickling from his hairline. He lay still.
Chapter 577 Chapter 577: Above ground, the storm was intensifying. Thunder rattled the gravestones. Alistair’s convoy of black armored SUVs tore through the cemetery gates, crushing the ironwork. Headlights cut through the rain like laser beams. Skye woke up alone in the medical bay. The silence was terrifying. “Harper?” she
Chapter 576 Chapter 576: Dr. Aris, Julian Vance’s chief chemist, pulled the needle from Skye’s arm. He looked grim. “It’s an evolved strain,” Dr. Aris said, turning to Alistair. “The previous antidote I created relied on the Black Nightshade extract we harvested from the greenhouse. This… this is synthetic. The
Chapter 575 Chapter 575: Liam looked up. Lucian Graves stood on the catwalk above, looking down like a god judging an insect. He was alive. Scarred, limping, but alive. “I thought you were dead,” Liam said, his voice flat. “The fall from the lighthouse… the storm p> “Gravity is a
Chapter 574 Chapter 574: But as Alistair led her to a chair, Skye looked back at the darkness beyond the gates. Liam wasn’t just drunk. She knew him. She knew every version of him. The man who had just crashed her party wasn’t a drunk ex-husband. He was a man
Chapter 573 Chapter 573: “Liam,” Skye whispered. The name felt like a shard of glass in her throat. He shouldn’t be walking. He should be in a hospital bed. He heard her. Amid the chaos, amid the shouting guards, his head snapped up. His eyes locked onto hers. They were
Chapter 572 Chapter 572: “Doing what?” Skye asked, leaning into his touch as his hand found the small of her back. “Listening for monsters,” Alistair said. He brushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear, his thumb lingering at her pulse point. “We pulled him back from the brink,
Chapter 571 Chapter 571: The monitor began to beep erratically, the lines jagged and chaotic. “He’s in V-fib!” the medic shouted. “Start compressions! Get the epinephrine p> The medic began pumping Liam’s chest hard. “One, two, three, four p> Skye watched Liam’s body jerk with each compression. Please, she prayed
Chapter 570 Chapter 570: They reached the top—the lantern room. The glass was broken, letting the storm inside. Lucian stood on the outer catwalk, gripping the railing. The ocean churned black and angry two hundred feet below. He looked terrible. His tuxedo was shredded, his face burned from the kitchen
Chapter 569 Chapter 569: Bullets chipped the floor around Lucian’s feet. He turned and sprinted toward the kitchen service doors. “Go,” Liam gasped, clutching his shoulder. His pupils were already dilating, black swallowing the blue. “I can’t… I can’t move. Go finish it p> “What was in that?” Skye cried,
Chapter 568 Chapter 568: Lucian looked around. His empire was crumbling in real time. His investors were fleeing. His bride was a sobbing mess. His secrets were public. He laughed. A manic, broken sound. “You think you’ve won?” Lucian yelled. “I built this city! I am the foundation p> He
Chapter 567 Chapter 567: “Am I?” Skye glanced up at the mezzanine. In the shadows of the balcony, Alistair Thorne stood watching. He raised a glass to her. And near the kitchen service entrance, a waiter with a sling hidden under a loose jacket was pouring wine. Liam caught her
Chapter 566 Chapter 566: Inside, the ballroom was a kaleidoscope of excess. Chandeliers the size of small cars hung from the vaulted ceiling. The tables were draped in silk, laden with caviar and lobster. The elite of Haven City were there, preening in their diamonds, nervously sipping champagne. The air