TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING novel Chapter 147

CHAPTER 98: NOT ON MY WATCH

KNOX’S POV

He’s out the door and into the night before I can react, paws thundering against marble, then grass, then

gone.

I consider chasing him. My wolf is faster, stronger. I could catch him within minutes.

But Ember is waiting in the car. Unprotected. Vulnerable.

And Logan just threatened to start with her.

I run.

The cold night air hits my face as I burst through the restaurant doors, my eyes scanning the parking lot frantically until I spot the SUV.

The interior light is off, but I can see a silhouette in the passenger seat.

Ember.

I’m at the car in seconds, yankin

She’s fine.

open the door, my heart pounding so hard I can barely breathe.

More than fine – she’s asleep. Head tilted against the window, chest rising and falling in the slow rhythm of exhaustion, completely oblivious to the threat that just vanished into the darkness.

The relief that floods through me is so intense it makes my knees weak.

I stand there for a moment, just watching her breathe, letting the adrenaline drain from my system.

She looks peaceful. Young. Nothing like the fierce woman who slapped her mother three times and faced down a room full of monsters without flinching.

She’s been through so much tonight. They all tried to break her, and she bent but she didn’t shatter.

She stood her ground. She told her truth. She reclaimed pieces of herself that were stolen years ago. I’ve never been prouder of anyone in my life.

Quietly, I close her door and round the car to the driver’s side. The engine purrs to life, and I pull out of the parking lot, leaving the restaurant and its horrors behind.

But Logan’s words keep echoing in my head.

The things I know about that night will be the end of your fucking reign.

What does he know? What could he possibly know that I don’t?

What else could have happened?

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The migraine pulses again, sharp and insistent, and I grip the steering wheel tighter.

Celeste.

I don’t remember killing her. But… I remember finding her in bed with Kieran, the man I trusted more than

anyone.

I remember the rage that consumed me, the way my beast took over, the blood and the screaming and the

The memories fracture, scattering like startled birds.

There are gaps. Holes in my recollection that I’ve never been able to fill.

I always assumed it was trauma, my mind protecting itself from the worst of what I did. But what if it’s something else? What if there’s something I’m not remembering?

What if Logan knows what that something is?

My phone buzzes in my pocket, snapping me out of my spiraling thoughts.

I pull it out, expecting a message from Nathaniel or an update from security.

Instead, I see a notification from an app I almost forgot I had.

The tracker.

During the chaos of Gale being dragged out, I slipped a small device into his pocket. Nathaniel always insists on having it on me.

Microscopic. Undetectable. Designed to alert me if he deviated from the expected route to the detention

facility.

The tracker is going off.

I pull over to the side of the road and open the app, my jaw tightening as I watch the little blinking dot move across the map.

It’s not heading toward the prison.

It’s heading in the opposite direction entirely, toward the mountains, toward the middle of fucking

nowhere.

Someone is breaking Gale out.

And there’s only one person who could have arranged it this quickly, this efficiently, with council guards on his payroll and a car waiting at exactly the right moment.

Harrison.

That calculating, cold–blooded bastard planned this from the beginning. The dinner, the drama, the

it was all a distraction. spectacle of Gale being dragged away in front of everyone

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A performance designed to make us think justice was being served while he orchestrated his son’s escape right under our noses.

I was so focused on Logan, so focused on protecting Ember, that I didn’t see the real threat until it was already in motion.

Not anymore.

I glance at Ember, still sleeping peacefully in the passenger seat, and rnake a decision.

She’s safe for now. Logan is gone, Harrison is busy with his scheme, and no one else knows where we are.

I have a small window of opportunity before everything goes to hell.

I pull out my phone and dial Nathaniel.

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