Aria’s POV
I drove straight to Blood Crown Industries.
The evidence was burning a hole in my bag. Photos. Statements. Recordings. Everything I’d collected over the past few hours.
My hands were steady on the wheel. My mind clear. Focused.
No more waiting. No more hesitation.
It was time.
The elevator ride to Kael’s floor felt impossibly long. Each second stretching. Each floor passing too slowly.
Finally, the doors opened.
I walked straight to his office. Didn’t stop at my desk. Didn’t pause to check emails or answer calls.
Just walked right up to his door and knocked.
"Come in."
I pushed it open.
Kael was at his desk. Phone pressed to his ear. His expression serious. All business.
Then he saw me.
His whole face changed. Softened. That warm look appearing in his eyes.
He held up one finger. *One minute.*
I nodded. Closed the door behind me. Waited.
"Yes. I understand. Send me the updated reports by end of day." His voice was clipped. Professional. "Good. That’s all."
He hung up. Set the phone down. Turned his full attention to me.
"Hi." That devastating smile. "Wasn’t expecting to see you until lunch."
"I need your help." The words came out flat. Direct.
His smile faded immediately. He stood. Walked around the desk.
"What’s wrong? Is it Lina? "
"She’s fine." I pulled the folder from my bag. Set it on his desk. "But I need you to look at this."
He opened it.
I watched his face as he went through the contents. Page by page. Photo by photo.
His expression darkened with each one.
The pictures of Lilith’s bruises. The teacher’s written statement. The neighbors’ testimonies. The recording of Mrs. Patterson describing Lilith’s behavior changes.
Everything.
When he finally looked up, his eyes were pure red.
Fenrir was close to the surface. Barely contained.
"Where are they?" His voice was deadly quiet. "Where’s Finn right now?"
"I don’t know." I crossed my arms. "But that’s not why I’m here."
He blinked. Confusion flickering across his face.
"You want me to handle this legally." Understanding dawned. "Through proper channels."
"Yes."
He studied me for a long moment. Those red eyes searching my face.
"Are you sure about this?" His voice was careful. Measured. "I’ve seen Lilith before. She’s not like Lina. She’s..." He paused. Chose his words carefully. "She hurt you, Aria. Made your life hell for years. And now you want to take her back? Protect her? After everything?"
The question hung in the air.
I took a breath. Let it out slowly.
"I’m sure." Each word was deliberate. Firm. "A child’s personality isn’t something they create on their own. It’s shaped by the people around them. By what they’re taught. By how they’re treated."
My hands clenched at my sides.


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