Cupid
I pulled the car to a smooth stop just behind the sleek black sedan waiting for her. Pa Nashville stood beside it, ever discreet, ever loyal
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The morning light caught the faint frost on the windshield, but all I could see was Snow, her profile sharp with quiet determination, her scent still lingering in the confined warmth of my
car.
I turned to her, searching those storm–gray eyes, and she offered a small, soft smile, nodding in silent thanks. My chest tightened at the sight.
“I should get going then,” she said, voice steady but laced with something unspoken.
“I’m… I’m sorry I can’t drive you all the way…” The words tumbled out, rough with regret, but she silenced me the only way she knew would work. leaning in, her lips brushing mine in a tender, lingering kiss that tasted of gratitude and goodbye.
Heat flared instantly, low and insistent, even in this fleeting moment.
“But Pa Nashville will take you,” I murmured against her mouth, reluctant to let the contact break. “He knows every road, every shortcut.”
She pulled back just enough to nod, her breath warm on my skin. Then she reached for her bag, fingers brushing mine one last time as she moved to open the door.
Instinct took over. I caught her waist, pulling her gently back, needing her attention for one final heartbeat.
“You call me if anything happens, Snow,” I said low, my palm splayed possessively over the curve of her hip. “Your health. Anything at all. You understand?”
She nodded again, that small, brave smile returning, eyes shining with something fierce and beautiful.
Then she slipped from my grasp, stepping out into the crisp air. I watched every movement. Her graceful stride, the way the wind caught her hair as she settled into the backseat of the waiting car.
Pa Nashville closed the door with careful reverence, ensuring she was comfortable.
He was about to slide behind the wheel when I thrust my head out the window, beckoning
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sharply. He hurried over, leaning down
It’s about her.” I said quietly, voire barely atwove he engine’s ille. I want updates on her whereabouts today. Everyone she meets. Every fall, whoever the speaks to, whatever is said
“Alright, sir” He bowed slightly, expression unchanging, but I caught the faint heaviness in his exhale.
It made me swallow hard as the sedan pulled away, tires crunching softly over frost, carrying her out of my sight
I sat there long after they disappeared, hands tight on the wheel, the street empty and silent around me. A soft, reluctant sigh finally escaped
1 had seen Snow in many lights. Vulnerable, passionate, shattered, healing, but never with this kind of iron certainty burning in her eyes.
She knew this leak was bait, a calculated diversion, and settling into the truth of it, I realized how brilliantly right she was. My Snow. So sharp So fearless.
“She is… so right,” I whispered to the empty car.
My phone buzzed sharply. Desmond.
I hit call instead of texting, pulling back onto the road as he answered.
“You’re on the move,” he said immediately, reading me as always.
“I’m heading to Marlik’s.” I accelerated smoothly. “What do you make of the news?”
“They’re twisting the truth, diverting attention. I overheard Uncle speaking with Nara’s father this morning. Something’s stirring at the Moon Tower.”
A chill settled in my gut.
“But I have a surprise of my own. Who leaked Snow’s illness? That was buried deep. Top secret. How the hell is it public now? Which channel broke it first?”
“The same one that aired the story about Rasha being shot inside H.O.W.L.”
I eased off the gas, memory slamming into me. Of course. That wasn’t coincidence.
“Look into that channel, Desmond. Deep. And get a tracking device ready. I want it on Snow’s phone.”
“Without her knowledge?”
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Why the surveillance, Cupid?”
i swallowed, throat tight.
“Because I think she’s a target
“A farget?”
“Yeah. They pulled her off the case for a reason, need to know why. Find the truth before you call me again?
I ended the call and drove the rest of the way in heavy silence, wondering what I’d find when I get there.
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