Divorcing My Alpha King.
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Chapter 27
Gemma
Cassian marches to his car, gets in, slams the door, and leaves.
I stand there and watch until he’s gone.
Did that just happen? Did I really just get what I want?
Why do I feel so sick?
Numb, I climb into my own car. I don’t remember the drive back to Zina’s apartment building, but I end up there.
I walk in the door and Zina looks up at me from her chair. She’s used her fey powers to shift her appearance. Now her hair is a neon lilac purple.
She immediately puts down her computer and jumps up, rushing toward me.
“You look terrible! Did something happen? Are you okay?”
“I saw Cassian again,” I say. “He showed up when I was visiting my mom.”
“Did he hurt you? Put his hands on you? I swear to the goddess
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“Oh.” Zina settles down and throws me a beaming smile. “That’s
great!” Then she frowns and says suspiciously, “So why do you look like that? Don’t you think it’s good?”
“Of course, I do!” I say quickly. “This is all I’ve wanted since Reyna
came back into his life.”
Zina lifts her brows. “Then be happy! You get to move on! Speaking of which, come on. I’ll pour us some celebratory wine,
then I have something to talk to you about.”
I let Zina push me through getting into more comfortable clothes,
then I let her pour me some wine and I settle on the couch close to
her chair.
She flips open her laptop and turns it to face me.
“Look at this. Adrian Blackwell caught that mole, but they refused
to tell him who hired them, and then they disappeared. Poof!
No trace. The way only powerful people can make someone
disappear. This is the data from the mole’s computer.”
“Adrian wants us to track where the mole was sending the intel,
doesn’t he?” I say, immediately reaching for Zina’s laptop.
It’s so strange to think I was there, sitting across the dinner table from him just the other night, and he had no idea I was his hacker.
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Then I think of Cassian. Worry makes my stomach churn a little
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Was the mole hurt or killed because they failed in their duties?
When it comes to the crime families of the underworld, something
like that is way too possible.
If they are dead…am I responsible?
Zina hands her laptop over to me and says, “Yes, he wants us
to track where it was being sent. So far? Everything points to
Blackwell Industries.”
“Oh, my goddess,” I gasp. “It was Cassian who sent the mole!”
Cassian is ruthless, but I don’t think he’d kill a spy just for getting
caught…would he?
I know one side of him so well, but there’s another side, too. A
darker side of him that comes out when he has to do whatever is
necessary to protect his family.
If that mole was a liability…
I chew my lip, but there is no way I can ask Cassian about it without revealing my identity as Moonlight.
Not that he’ll ever believe I’m competent enough to be a
renowned hacker.
He thinks I’m barely useful enough to count stacks of stolen
goods.
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infighting, but this? Cassian could have ruined his own cousin’s
business.”
She pokes at the laptop screen. “Wouldn’t this, like, mess with his
own family’s prestige and power?”
I shake my head. “Not necessarily. Not if they keep it between themselves. But if another family found out, it would be a
weakness they could exploit against the Blackwells.”
I hesitate, still chewing my lip. “And they do have a lot of
enemies.”
I look at Zina. “I don’t want anything to happen to Grandpa Donovan. We keep this between us, yeah?”
“Yes,” Zina says. And I know she means it. People with fey blood
don’t make deals lightly, because their magic can make those
deals binding.
“Okay,” I say. “Package the data and send it to Adrian.”
I hand Zina back her computer, but she hesitates. “You’re really
willing to let Cassian face the consequences of this? Even if their
enemies don’t find out, it could cause a rift in their family.”
“Yeah,” I say. “He did it, and I’m not his wife anymore.” Not in spirit, anyway. “I’m not going to cover for him.”
“Allright. You’re the boss,” Zina says.
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I refuse to feel bad. After all, Adrian is my client, not Cassian. And
I stand by what I said: I am not Cassian’s wife anymore. I am not going to cover his ass.
I rise and shake off my misgivings. “Any more clients lined up for Moonlight?” I ask Zina.
Once my divorce is settled on Monday, I’ll be financially
responsible for myself. If I want to buy a home and set up a life, I need to get going and make some money.
“Not yet,” Zina says, “But leave it to me. Once word gets out that
you’re taking jobs again, we’ll be swimming in more work than we
can handle.”
She taps a few more keys, then says absently, “Oh, yeah, and
that apartment we liked is still available. If you’re going to be an
independent woman, it’s time you get your own place.”
There’s something weird in her voice when she says it, and I
wonder…
Could Zina have some kind of hidden agenda when she picked
out a place for me to live?
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