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    As the door shut behind thest officer, Nate turned to Corrine. Silently, he took her hand in his, rubbing warmth back into her fingers.


    “Do you want some water?” he asked.


    She blinked, as if snapping back to the present.


    “Yes.”


    Nate poured her a cup, watching as she wrapped her hands around it, letting the warmth seep in. A pause. Then, his voice came, lower this time,ced with something unreadable.


    “Corrine, will youe with me?”


    She looked up, startled.


    “Where to?” The question left her lips before she even thought about it.


    But the moment she met Nate’s gaze, understanding settled in. This was not about a destination. It was about him. About them together.


    Seeing her hesitation, he offered a faint smile.


    “It’s not safe here. Stay at Celtis Estate for a while.”


    This was not a request. It was the closest thing to apromise he could make. He would not risk leaving her unprotected.


    A beat of silence stretched between them before she finally exhaled.


    “Okay.”


    Their ns for the evening had crumbled under the weight of an unexpected threat. Yet somehow, it led her here—packing a bag, stepping into his car, heading toward Celtis Estate.


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    Later that night, after ensuring Corrine was settled in, Nate stepped onto the balcony, his phone pressed to his ear.


    “Moses, did you find anything?”


    “All surveince footage was wiped. No traces left behind. Not even from surrounding cameras.” Moses exhaled slowly.


    “Nate, I have a bold guess. Could it be someone from your family?”


    Given Nate’s status, if his family had caught wind of his connection to Corrine, they would not take it lightly. The members of the Elder Council, hiding behind their masks of righteousness, were capable of anything.


    Nate’s fingers curled around the balcony railing, his knuckles turning white. His eyes darkened, his voice dropping to an icy whisper.


    “No.”


    Corrine was not just idling in her room. She had asked Jules to check the nearby surveince footage, but as expected, he had found nothing.


    “Corrine, where are you right now?” Jules’ voice carried an edge of concern.


    She tapped her fingers lightly against her phone.


    “Celtis Estate.”


    Jules instantly lost hisposure.


    “You are with Nate? Are you living together now?”


    “Keep your voice down,” she muttered, rubbing her ear.


    “I suppose you could say that. My apartment is not safe, so I am staying here for now.”


    Jules let out a sharp curse.


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