His Moonsilver Mate (Abby and Kade) novel Chapter 33

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1:53 pm

Chapter 33

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I found Abby upstairs with her back against the wall beside her bedroom door.

Her face was red.

Her eyes were worse.

“Abs?”

She wiped at her cheeks too quickly.

“What happened?”

“Nothing.”

I stepped closer.

She moved away.

That stopped me.

“Abby.”

“I said I’m fine.”

“You’re crying.”

“I’m aware.”

“What did Kade do?”

Her expression changed.

Answer enough.

I reached for her arm.

She shoved my hand away.

“Liam, stop.”

I stared at her.

She had never done that before.

Not like that.

“Just leave me alone.”

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Then she disappeared into her room and shut the door.

I stood there for several seconds.

Jasper stirred.

Find him.

I was already moving.

By the time I reached Kade’s office, I had stopped trying to calm down.

I shoved the door open.

Kade stood behind his desk.

A broken glass glittered near the far wall.

Good.

“What the hell did you do to my sister?”

His shoulders stiffened.

“Not now.”

Wrong answer.

I crossed the room.

“She’s upstairs crying. She wouldn’t let me near her.”

“Liam.”

“What did you do?”

“Back off.”

I shoved him.

He hit the edge of the desk and looked at me.

“Don’t.”

“Don’t what? Ask why my sister looks like you broke her heart again?”

His eyes flashed.

“Careful.”

That did it.

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Thit him.

My fist caught him across the mouth.

His head snapped sideways.

For half a second, neither of us moved.

Then he came at me.

His shoulder drove into my chest and slammed me into the wall.

Pain shot through my back.

I grabbed his shirt and threw him off.

He hit the desk, recovered, and caught me across the cheek.

Jasper surged.

I hit him back.

Papers scattered. A chair overturned.

“You don’t get to do this to her.”

“I’m trying to keep her alive.”

“By treating her like a prisoner?”

“She isn’t a prisoner.”

“She thinks she is.”

His face twisted.

“She doesn’t understand what’s out there.”

“Then explain it without deciding everything for her.”

Kade shoved me away.

Jasper pushed harder.

My vision sharpened.

Then Knox answered.

Kade’s breathing changed.

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His fingers curled against the desk..

Claws scraped into the wood.

A low growl rolled out of him.

I stopped.

That wasn’t anger anymore.

“Kade.”

He didn’t answer.

His shoulders shook.

Knox was too close.

I forced Jasper back and crossed the room.

“Kade.”

“Stay back.”

“No.”

“Liam.”

I caught his face between my hands.

“Look at me.”

He jerked away.

I held on.

“Come on, asshole. Look at me.”

His eyes locked onto mine.

Barely.

“Breathe.”

“I’m breathing.”

“No, you’re halfway to shifting in your office.”

He glared at me.

“Slow down.”

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He dragged in a breath.

Too fast.

“Again.”

Another.

Then another.

The claws began to recede.

The tension under his skin eased.

Eventually Knox dropped back enough that Kade’s eyes looked like his again.

I let go.

He braced one hand against the desk.

“Fuck.”

“Pretty much.”

He wiped blood from his mouth and looked at it.

“I hit you.”

“You noticed.”

“You hit me first.”

“You deserved it.”

His gaze moved to my cheek.

“So did you.”

“Probably.”

Neither of us smiled.

Kade dragged both hands through his hair.

“I fucked up.”

The words were quiet.

“What happened?”

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He stared at the floor.

“I walked into the sitting room and saw Noah with his arm around her.”

I closed my eyes.

“You’re kidding.”

“I wish.”

“And you lost your mind.”

“Basically.”

“What did you say?”

“I told Noah to take his arm off her.”

“Kade.”

“I know.”

“What else?”

His silence told me I wasn’t going to like it.

“I told Abby she should go back upstairs.”.

I stared at him.

“You absolute idiot.”

“I’m aware.”

“No, I don’t think you are.”

He slammed one palm against the desk.

“I said I fucked up.”

The anger went out of him as quickly as it had come.

What was left looked worse.

Exhaustion.

Fear.

Guilt.

He dropped into his chair.

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For a moment, be just stared ahead.

Then he said, “Everything keeps slipping.”

I stayed quiet.

“Sloane might be carrying my child.”

His voice was flat.

“She might also be the person who hired that rogue.”

I watched him.

“The Rogue King is looking for girls like Abby. Someone inside Moonhaven helped that bastard get to her. Now he’s still out there, and he knows enough to sell information about her.”

His hands tightened.

“Sloane told me this morning that the way I protect Abby makes her stand out.”

He gave a bitter laugh.

“She was right.”

I didn’t argue.

“I changed guard rotations. Rechecked the family wing. Went through patrol routes with Ryan.”

He looked at the broken glass.

“Then I walk into one room, see Noah touching Abby, and undo every sensible thought I had all day.”

“You’re spiraling.”

“I’m protecting my mate.”

“No.”

His eyes lifted.

“You’re terrified, and you’re trying to control every variable because that’s what you know how to do.”

His mouth tightened.

“You’re Alpha. Problems usually have answers. More guards. More patrols. More pressure.”

I leaned against the desk.

“Abby isn’t a problem to solve.”

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Tknow that.”

“Then act like it.”

Silence stretched between us.

After a moment, I asked, “What happened with Sloane’s test?”

“Still inconclusive.”

“So nothing confirmed.”

“Daphne wants another sample in two or three days.”

“And the trap?”

“We proceed.”

Good.

That sounded more like him.

“Ryan’s already moving.”

His attention sharpened.

“With who?”

“Mason, Eric, and three others he trusts. Border positions first. Then the rest.”

Kade straightened.

“None of them know the whole plan?”

“No.”

“Good.”

I folded my arms.

“There’s something else.”

“What?”

“Sloane was right about Abby standing out.”

His expression hardened slightly.

“I know.”

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“Then stop making her the only protected girl in Moonhaven.”

He looked at me.

“We move the others.”

“Temporarily. Girls around Abby’s age. Recent shifts. Light-colored wolves. Anyone close enough to the profile

that we’d want protected anyway.”

Understanding settled in.

“How many?”

“Ryan’s checking. Six or seven, probably.”

“The packhouse can hold them.”

“Your mother can make it look normal.”

That earned the faintest shift in his expression.

“She’ll turn it into a sleepover.”

“Exactly.”

He nodded.

“Do it.”

“And Chloe stays too.”

Kade frowned.

“She doesn’t fit the profile.”

“I know.”

“Then why?”

“Because Abby needs somebody who isn’t you, me, a guard, or a healer.”

He went quiet.

“She was laughing today,” I added.

His face tightened.

“I heard.”

“Then let her have that.”

“I’m not stopping Chloc from seeing her.”

“You nearly threw Noah out because he touched her.”

His eyes narrowed.

“Don’t start.”

“I’m not interested in Noah.”

That got his attention.

“I’m interested in Abby feeling like she still has a life.”

Kade looked away.

Then I gave him the part he was going to hate.

“You need to leave her alone.”

His head snapped back toward me.

“What?”

“For a few days.”

“No.”

“Kade.”

“She’s already pulling away.”

“And every time she does, you chase her.”

“I’m trying to fix what I broke.”

“By apologizing every twelve hours?”

He glared at me.

“It isn’t working.”

That landed.