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CHAPTER TWOHUNDRED-TEN-2
She hung up.
The phone slipped from my grasp, the sound of it clattering on the marble floor echoing the hollow feeling. in my chest. My breath hitched. Valerie’s arms were around me in an instant, but it felt like I was underwater, her words muffled and distant.
“Hailey? What is it? What did she say?” Giovanni’s voice was sharp, cutting through the fog.
I couldn’t form the words. My tongue felt thick and useless. All I could see was Dominic’s face, all I could feel was the phantom pain of a silver bullet I knew he’d taken. He’s alive. For now. The words replayed in my mind, a vicious loop.
“She has him,” I finally choked out, my voice a raw, broken thing. “Tricia has Dominic and Carlos.”
The room went still. The air crackled with a sudden, violent energy. Giovanni’s face hardened into a mask of cold fury, the easygoing demeanor he usually wore vanishing completely. Valerie’s grip on my shoulders
tightened, her own fear a current running between us.
“Tricia?” Valerie whispered, her eyes wide with disbelief. “It can’t be. Why would she-”
“She said she’s his mate,” I spat, the words tasting like poison in my mouth. “She said she’s been planning this all along. The poisoning, the attacks… it was all her. She killed her mother, Giovanni. And now she has
him.”
The last shred of composure I had been clinging to shattered. A raw, guttural sob tore from my throat, a sound of pure agony. My knees buckled, but Giovanni was there, catching me, his strong arms a steadying force. He lowered me into a chair.
“Breathe, Hailey,” he commanded, his tone leaving no room for argument. “You need to breathe for your children. We will get him back. I swear it.”
I looked up at him, my vision blurred by tears. “She’s insane, Giovanni. She’s going to kill him. She said she
would.”
“She won’t,” He said, his voice low and dangerous. “Because she wants him. She won’t kill him, she’s too obsessed to do that. That gives us an advantage. She’s emotional, unpredictable. And emotional people make mistakes.”
“What do we do?” Valerie asked, her own fear tempered by a rising anger.
Giovanni paced the length of the living room, his movements fluid and predatory, like a caged wolf. “First, we secure the territory. Lock it down. No one in, no one out without my explicit permission. Carlos and Dominic have been compromised; that means there could be others. We need to vet every single person on this estate.”
He turned to me, his gaze intense. “Hailey, you are the primary target now. You and the children. She won’t
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stop until she eliminates you. You will have a twenty four hour guard. You will not leave this mansion. Do you understand me?”
I nodded, a fresh wave of terror washing over me. “I need to do something. I can’t just sit here.”
“You can,” he insisted. “You will stay alive. You will protect Liam and the baby. That is your mission. Let us
do the rest.” He looked at a warrior standing by the door. “Get me the heads of security and the vampire
council leaders. Now.”
The room bustled with activity as guards moved with purpose, the mansion transforming into a fortress. Valerie stayed by my side, her presence a small comfort in the storm. But my mind was a million miles away, trapped in a dark room with a silver chain around my mate’s neck.
I closed my eyes, reaching for that thread of connection between us, the mating bond that hummed beneath my skin. I tried to push past the fear, to send him my strength, my love, a message that we were coming for him.
For a moment, I felt nothing but a cold, hollow void. Then, a flicker. A spark of pain so intense it almost brought me to my knees. It wasn’t physical pain, not entirely. It was a deep, soul crushing anguish, a feeling of betrayal that cut deeper than any blade. He was fighting, but he was hurting. He was broken.
And beneath it all, I felt her. Tricia. A sick, cloying darkness that was clinging to him, trying to smother his
light.
“Dominic,” I whispered, my hand flying to my stomach as a sharp pain lanced through me.
“Hailey? What is it?” Valerie asked, her hands on my arm.
I shook my head, my breath coming in ragged gasps. “I… I felt something. Through the bond.”
Her eyes widened. “What did
you
feel?”
“Pain. And… anger. So much anger. And her. I felt her.”
Giovanni had returned, his face grim. “The council is assembling. We have every available warrior scouring the territory, but it’s like she’s vanished. No one has seen her. No one knows where she’s hiding.”
We had underestimated her. We all had. We saw a pathetic, lovelorn girl, a nuisance to be swatted away. But she wasn’t a girl. She was a monster. And she had been hiding in plain sight, biding her time, cultivating her hatred until it became a weapon.
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