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“Do that, and give her peace,” Jase replied, and Mac nodded.

Alainen’s twisted deeds were coming to an end.

Chapter Twelve.

Alainen

He flew backwards against the wall in agony as an audible snap echoed around his room. He hit hard and crashed to the floor. Pain rushed through his body, and it was so sharp he couldn’t even scream.

The mate bond with Irideesa had been broken. Alainen felt tears trickling down his face as he battled to not shout. The pain encompassed his entire body, and Alainen struggled to breathe.

He finally released a shriek. It tore through him, tearing his vocal cords.

Alainen heard the running footsteps and knew people were coming for him. Hate welled through him. That traitorous bitch. How dare she break his bond? Irideesa was going to die. Or she would when he could breathe and stand up.

Lanie/Lamia

Her house seemed so different. Lanie knew her time here was coming to an end. They had been home for a fortnight now, and Lanie was putting things in motion to leave her life. They’d visited a solicitor, and Lanie had re-written her will, leaving it all to Mac. With him being able to shift into a different human, it made everything easier for them.

The plan was that they would leave it to him, and Mac would then leave everything to his human shifter side. Simple. Mac and Lanie could continue running her companies as she planned.

Mac had surprised her with an engagement ring, and he swore he wanted a wedding.

Lanie was a little bemused. They were soul mates, why did they need to wed? But she could see it meant a lot to him, so she agreed. The blinding smile Mac had issued her had made her agreement worth it.

They were currently planning her death and, at the same time, dealing with the police. Simon Clare had been seen several times near her offices, and the man was looking more unbalanced. Death threats and dead animals turned up daily, and Lanie was worried about how unhinged Simon Clare was.

Mac, now being like her, was virtually unkillable, but even so, that wouldn’t stop him from being badly hurt. Lanie was also ducking the constant media attention. Someone had gotten a snap of her engagement ring, and Laura had been drowned with reporters ringing to get the scoop.

Finally, Lanie had issued a press release stating she and Mac were engaged, very happy, and planning their wedding.

Mac hadn’t been amused when he’d been stalked by paparazzi all trying to take photos of him. Ranson had been tickled as he had had to order Fisher to guard Mac and had teased them both constantly.

Other than ducking the reporters, Lanie’s day carried on as usual. There’d been no more phone calls from Alainen, but she knew he was lurking, hiding somewhere. Lanie hoped the bond snapping hurt him badly.

“Miss Cross, your half-past five just cancelled and rescheduled,” Laura called, pressing the intercom.

“Oh, nice. I’ll go home early,” Lanie said, cheered.

“That makes a change,” Laura replied. The last several weeks, Lanie had been staying until seven to get work completed. She wanted the transition to go smoothly when things crossed over to Mac.

Mac would die soon after her, but he needed to be around for a while before quietly fading away. Mac had disagreed and wanted them to go together, pointing out that his will left everything to them. Lanie had argued that if the authorities determined Mac died first, his will wasn’t viable.

Mac was forced to agree as much as he didn’t want to.

“Could you call Mac and Ranson, please, Laura? I might head to the park,” Lanie asked. It was a beautiful day, and it would be nice to wallow in the sun for half an hour.

“Yes, Miss Cross.”

Lanie waited until Ranson appeared, and moments later, Mac joined them. “Can we go for a walk in the park?” Lanie asked.

“Yeah. I don’t see why not. Fisher will join us as well,” Ranson answered.

Despite them being mated and Mac being her fiancé, Ranson was still in charge. Mac teased him that was because Mac outranked him at Refuge. Ranson merely raised an eyebrow and ignored his younger cousin.

Lanie smiled as the sun hit her cheek, and she tilted her face towards it. It was a warm day, and white fluffy clouds floated along with minimal breeze. Lanie took a slow walk, noting the couples and families taking advantage of the weather.

“I fancy a barbeque tonight,” Lanie said, turning to Mac.

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