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Chapter 307
~Tempest’s POV~
As one can guess, I ended up skipping work to be with Ryland. The evening air was cool against my skin as I lay curled against Ryland in bed, his arms wrapped securely around .
His breathing, the warmth of his body, and his scent made it all feel so surreal.
He had chosen .
It was a rare feeling, being truly wanted, especially after Koda walked away. But Ryland stayed. He was here, holding like he never wanted to let go.
I traced lazy circles over his bare chest, content for the first ti in days. That was, until my phone buzzed loudly on the nightstand.
Ryland groaned as I moved to grab it. "Ignore it," he murmured, his lips brushing against my temple.
I almost listened, but when I saw Snow’s na flashing on the screen, my stomach clenched. Snow never called this late unless it was important.
I imdiately sat up, answering the call. "Snow?"
Ryland’s hold on tightened slightly, his body tensing.
"We have a problem," Snow’s deep voice filled my ear, sounding serious and sharp. "It’s Kane."
That one na was enough to send rage coursing through my veins.
I swung my legs over the bed, already reaching for my robe. "What did that bastard do now?"
"He’s been threatening Aira," Snow said, voice tight. "His ssages are getting bolder. He’s demanding to see her, and he’s making it clear he won’t stop until she does that he wants his son."
My grip on the phone tightened. "That piece of—"
"I know," Snow interrupted. "That’s why I need you to et . We’re gathering intel and figuring out our next move. et at The Ember Lounge in an hour."
I didn’t hesitate. "I’ll be there."
The line went dead.
I turned to find Ryland watching , his expression unreadable.
"You’re leaving?" he asked, though it wasn’t a question.
I sighed, running a hand through my hair. "I have to. It’s about Aira."
His jaw ticked slightly, but he nodded. "Do you want to co with you?"
I softened. "No, I need you here in case anything else happens with Ivory Crescent. But thank you. Let Snow and I handle this, okay?"
He sat up, brushing a hand over my exposed thigh. "Okay. Just be careful, please."
I leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to his lips before pulling away. "Always."
With that, I grabbed my things and hurried to the shower. I needed to clear my head. I needed to be ready.
Because if Kane thought he could get anywhere near Aira, he had another thing coming.
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~The Ember Lounge~
The bass of the music pulsed through the walls as I stepped into The Ember Lounge, the air filled with the scent of whiskey, leather, and sothing distinctly masculine.
The dim lighting cast deep shadows across the crowded dance floor, but I barely spared a glance. My focus was on the back of the club—the VIP section where my brother was waiting.
A bouncer imdiately spotted , his sharp gaze softening as recognition dawned. Without a word, he gestured for one of the waitresses to lead through.
"This way, Ms. Tempest."
I smiled and followed, my heels clicking behind and my gown hugging my curves with every step.
The mont I reached the entrance to the VIP room, the waitress held the curtain aside for , and I stepped in.
Snow was lounging in an oversized leather chair, a whisky glass in hand. His blue eyes t mine, and a slow smirk tugged at his lips.
"Tempest," he drawled, pushing off his seat to greet .
"Snow," I responded, a smirk of my own forming as he stepped forward and pressed a kiss to my forehead.
"You look good, sis," he noted, scanning briefly. "I see soone kept you busy."
I rolled my eyes. "Are we doing this now?"
He chuckled but let it go, stepping aside to gesture toward the three n seated in the room. "Co, have a seat. Let introduce you."
I moved toward one of the empty chairs as he gestured to the first man—one with striking long golden blond hair, blue eyes that glead under the low lights, and an easy smirk playing on his lips.
"This is Golden God," Snow said, nodding toward him.
Golden God gave a lazy wave, his voice smooth. "Pleasure, Tempest. Heard a lot about you."
"All good things, I hope," I mused, arching a brow.
"Depends on who you ask," he teased.
Snow continued, pointing to the next man, who had jet-black hair and sharp, calculating eyes. "And this here is Dare Devil."
Dare Devil nodded at with a stoic expression plastered on his face. "A pleasure, Tempest."
Finally, Snow turned to the last man, soone I recognised imdiately.
"And of course..."
"Draven, your Beta." I smiled, leaning forward slightly. "Hello, Draven. It’s been a while."
Draven gave a small smile in return. "It has. You look well, Lady Tempest."
Before I could respond, Snow cut in. "Alright, let’s get to business." His expression darkened slightly as he leaned forward. "Ivory Crescent was attacked."
My body stiffened.
Golden God tilted his head. "I was the one who inford Snow."
Snow nodded. "I checked in with Draven, and it turns out it’s true."
I swallowed, keeping my expression blank.
Snow’s blue gaze sharpened. As he assessed while my mind reeled with what to do. Before I could act surprised and ask questions, Snow’s voice cut in. "You already knew."
I hesitated.
"The Tempest I know would have gone ballistic if she had just learned this," he muttered, watching closely. "Except..."
"She’s already heard," Golden God cut in, leaning back in his chair with a smirk. And then he added, "Ryland Ryker."
Both Snow and Draven’s brows lifted as they turned toward him.
"How do you even—" Snow started.
Golden God simply shrugged. "My intel’s always sharp."
"Yeah, and Jupiter won’t love that," Dare Devil muttered with amusent.
I sighed, shaking my head. "Ryland and I... we had an issue. We were supposed to et, so he had to spill."
Snow studied for a mont, then nodded approvingly. "Good for you. And your relationship."
Golden God let out a low whistle. "You an relationships."
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