The Messenge (Iva and Nick) novel Chapter 335

Claim

Gone

The file lay on Calin’s desk like a coiled snake, waiting to strike.

He had been staring at it for the past hour, his hands clasped in front of him, his jaw tight enough to crack teeth. The bourbon sat untouched beside him, its amber surface catching the dim light of his office.

Gregor had returned with the information he had requested.

And it was worse than Calin could have imagined.

The lone wolf who had dared to stand in his way, who had invoked the ancient laws to protect Meriem, was none other than Attia Scott.

*The* Attia Scott.

The former heir of the Scott clan. The youngest general in a century. The man who had led armies into battle, who had faced demons and curses and emerged alive. The man who had walked away from everything-his family, his position, his legacy-to live as a lone wolf.

Calin’s hands trembled with barely contained rage.

Of all the people in the world, Meriem had to stumble into the home of *him*.