Page 99 of Claimed By Fur and Fangs

"I’ll get to the bottom of who’s behind these fires. I will make the person responsible pay dearly," I continued, my voice full of authority. "But I need you to trust me. I need time. And I need you to stop acting like everything is falling apart, because it isn’t. Not yet."

I paused, letting my words sink in.

"From this moment on, Fergus is in charge of the day-to-day affairs. He’s my right hand, and you will work with him to ensure the company stays on track while I deal with the bigger picture. Do not doubt him, or me. We’ll fix this."

The skepticism faded into respect. The meeting ended, and the weight lingered. Fergus nodded, turning off the hologram.

"I’ll handle it from here, Aidan," he said quietly.

I nodded, relieved that at least one part of my life was being handled.

While I was still in my office, my phone rang, the number flashing on the screen as an unknown caller.

“Aidan,” came the smooth, taunting voice on the other end. My blood froze in my veins. It was her.

“Vera,” I said, my tone a mixture of disbelief and anger. "What the hell do you want?"

“Oh, little brother…” her voice was calm, almost amused, as though she enjoyed hearing me snap.

“I’ve missed talking to you, Aidan,” she continued sweetly, but I could hear the venom beneath her words.

I didn’t waste a second. My patience snapped.

“Cut the crap, Vera. What do you want?” I demanded, my voice low and threatening.

She sighed, drawing out the moment, as though relishing my frustration.

“I want you to listen very carefully, Aidan. Come to the old warehouse on the outskirts of town. Bring Amelia with you. If you want to see Finn alive, you have to come with only her.”

The words hit me like a punch to the gut. My heart began to race, panic rising.

“You have Finn?” I asked, my voice barely above a growl.

“I have him …for now he’s alive but I can’t assure you if he will be in the next 3hrs,” her response was chilling.

“I told you, Aidan. If you want him back, you’ll come only with Amelia. But remember, you have just 3hrs to make it here.”

The call ended with a soft click, leaving me standing in stunned silence.

I slammed my fist into the table, fury boiling over. The wood splintered, breaking in half. Amelia and Sienna rushed in, concern on their faces.

“What happened?” Amelia asked, her voice trembling as she took in the broken table and my furious stance.

“Vera has Finn,” I growled, pacing the room. “She has him, and she wants us to come to her. She said we have to come alone if we want him alive.”

Amelia’s face drained of color. Her body trembled, and she collapsed into a chair, tears welling in her eyes as fear gripped her.

“No,” she whispered, shaking her head. “She can’t…Aidan, please. She can’t do this. She just can’t.”

I moved toward her, kneeling in front of her, my hand gently gripping her arms.

“I won’t let her hurt him. I’ll do whatever it takes, Amelia. I’ll get him back, I promise.”

Sienna, who had been standing by the door, spoke up, her voice sharp.

“Wait. How sure are we that Vera has him? We can’t just walk into this blindly. We need to be sure.”

Amelia wiped the tears from her face, nodding in agreement.

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