Chapter 342: Her having my last name changes everything

The helicopter touched down and Voren was already out the door before the blades even slowed, his driver right there waiting exactly like he’d been told.

He’d double-checked before landing that Desmond and Nessa were home. He didn’t pull surprise visits, especially not for something this heavy.

The Stone mansion sat there like old money always does, quiet, rock-solid, completely unbothered by the chaos of the city swirling around it.

Voren had been in places like this his whole life and never once felt the need to impress them. But walking up to that door tonight felt completely different. He wasn’t showing up as some alpha throwing his weight around. He was coming as a man who owed them something real.

He rang the bell and waited, heart pounding harder than he wanted to admit.

Desmond answered the door himself, looking at Voren like he was trying to figure out what category this guy even fell into, not hostile, but definitely guarded, sizing him up.

"Alpha Voren." His voice stayed even, revealing nothing. "What brings you here?"

Voren had the gifts ready. He had everything planned, and he wasn’t skipping any steps. Desmond took them without a word, stepped back, and let him inside.

Nessa came out from the sitting room, her face carrying that same careful, neutral mask as her husband’s. Whatever storm was going on in their heads, they weren’t letting it show yet.

Voren didn’t sit down right away. He stood right there in the middle of the room and let out a long breath, chest tight.

"First off, I need to apologize." He looked Desmond dead in the eyes, because this kind of thing only worked face-to-face with no bullshit.

business, and I did it all for Ravyn." His jaw clenched hard at his own words. Saying Ravyn’s name out loud here made the whole

loyalty use me. And you two paid the price. I can’t fix that by pretending it never happened, so I’m here to own it straight

went dead quiet, tension

of glance couples give after years together when they can have entire

Desmond turned back to Voren, and some of the stiffness in

edge. "Seraphine

amusement. "Truth is, that hit forced us to fix things

kids are always too busy." The warmth in his voice was clear, the affection of a

like a punch straight to the chest. Guilt sliced through him, sharp and

Voren coughed, voice low, "that’s the other reason

while standing. Desmond dropped into the chair across from him. Nessa stayed on her feet a second longer, reading the heavy

started from the

even more raw

from her, all the years they’d

it, didn’t soften

oxygen had been sucked out. The

the floor. Nessa hadn’t moved in what felt like forever. They both had that frozen stillness people get when they’ve

a lot." His voice

it. He leaned back and gave them the

the kitchen. Nobody actually needed tea, but sometimes your hands just had to stay busy while your brain tried to catch up, and making tea was as

took her time in there. Long enough that Voren

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