uncer 325

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I let Roman pass, saying nothing, letting him keep his silence. There was no use pressing him right now; whatever had happened, he’d tell me when he was ready. I watched him disappear down the hallway, his steps quiet, and I turned back to my own path, heading toward my chambers.

Once inside, I closed the door softly behind me and let out a slow breath. The image of his ripped collar stayed in my mind. He wouldn’t tell me, but I knew who would.

I grabbed my phone from the nightstand and dialed Martha, keeping my voice calm.

“Martha,” I said when she picked up, “call the two new girls in the kitchen. Have them come up to my chambers, now.”

There was a pause, and then her obedient, measured voice replied, “Yes, Luna. Right away.”

I set the phone down and waited, letting the minutes tick by. It wasn’t long before a knock sounded at my

door.

“Enter,” I called softly.

The door opened, and the two girls stepped in hesitantly. From their expressions, it was clear they already knew that being summoned here wasn’t going to be pleasant. They shifted slightly, uneasy, as if they were trying to prepare themselves for what was coming.

“Before we begin,” I said, my tone neutral but firm, “let me have your names.”

They were new here, and I haven’t yet taken the time to learn their names. After what happened with Maya, I was very careful about familiarity with staff. Only Martha has earned that level of trust, and even she isn’t

exempt from accountability.

They glanced at each other nervously, then one of them said softly, “I… I’m Livia.”

“And I’m Selene,” the other added, her voice just above a whisper.

I nodded once, letting the names register. “Thank you. Now, I want to know exactly what you two were discussing in the kitchen earlier.”

I didn’t want to ask Roman–he was not going to tell me the truth if he felt he needed to protect someone. I wanted to hear it from the gossips themselves, standing here in front of me.

Both girls shifted again, their eyes darting toward each other, hesitant, clearly trying to find a way out without saying anything.

I let the silence stretch for a moment before continuing, my tone sharpening slightly. “Maybe you’re already tired of working here. Perhaps that’s why you feel the need to gossip. I cannot work with people l cannot trust or count on–especially those who pass judgment and spread rumors instead of doing their

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jobs.”

They flinched at my words, shrinking slightly under my gaze. “Now,” I said, my voice calm but

commanding, “you may tell me, or you may leave my presence.”

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Livia opened her mouth, as if to speak, but Selene put a hand lightly on her arm, holding her back. The

tension in the room was thick, and I could see the internal struggle in both of them.

Then Livia cracked first. Her voice was small, hesitant, but she spoke. “We… we were talking about… about

Roman. We heard what happened… that he-”

I raised a hand, silencing her just long enough to let her gather herself. “Go on,” I said softly, letting her

continue.

Selene glanced nervously at me, then spoke in a whisper. “We heard he was beaten up at the yard this

afternoon.”

I tilted my head slightly, letting my gaze travel over them both, measuring their tone, their hesitation, their

fear. “And the individuals who did this–who were they?” I asked, my voice strained to be stable.

Both girls hesitated, glancing at each other again. Livia finally muttered one name, Mason, almost under

her breath.

“Only Mason?” I asked.

Selene shook her head. “I don’t… I don’t know who else it was, I swear,” she said, voice trembling.

I nodded slowly, taking the information in. Enough for now. I didn’t need to humiliate them further; fear

had done its work.

“Very well,” I said, my voice calmer now. “You may leave. And remember this–the next time you think to gossip, or act without integrity, you will answer directly to me.”

They nodded frantically, gathering themselves and moving quickly toward the door.

As the door closed behind them, I let out a slow breath, feeling the tension leave the room in waves. The

pieces were coming together, and now I had a name, I could begin planning my next steps, making sure

Roman’s path forward was protected–and that those who sought to undermine him understood the

consequences.

But I had to verify that what they said was the truth before taking action.

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I stepped out of my room. I needed answers, or at least someone who could help me get them. But I didn’t want to talk to Alexander about this yet.

Kyle. Maybe he’d know more than the gossiping girls, or at least could verify what had happened.

I walked through the hallways, until I reached Kyle’s quarters. I knocked lightly, pausing to smooth my expression into something casual.

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“Kyle?” I called as the door opened.

He opened the door and raised his eyebrow. “Luna Faye,” he said with a faint smile. “Why didn’t for me? You came all the way here yourself.”

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I smirked, letting the hint of amusement slip through. “It’s not like it’s a long distance,” I said lightly, stepping inside. “So it’s okay for me to come directly.”

Kyle shook his head slightly, but his smile lingered. “Fair enough. So, what do you need?”

I took a deep breath, letting the words out carefully. “This afternoon… Roman-” I hesitated for just a moment, gathering the right phrasing, “-was beaten up. By one guy, Mason, and his gang. And no one intervened. I want to know if you’ve heard anything, or if you know anything about it.”

Kyle’s expression shifted, a mixture of surprise and concern crossing his features. “I just got back to the

packhouse,” he said seriously. “I hadn’t heard anything like that. But… I’ll find out. I’ll get back to you as

soon as I have something.”

I nodded, satisfied for the moment that at least someone was going to look into it properly. “Thank you,” I

said simply.

He inclined his head, and I could see the seriousness in his eyes.

I gave him a small smile and turned toward the door. “I’ll leave it in your hands,” I said.

Kyle nodded again, and I stepped out, closing the door softly behind me.

My next instinct was to march straight to Alexander and lay everything out anyway. But I hesitated again.

No. Not yet.

I needed to investigate first, understand exactly what had happened. Who Mason and his gang really were,

why no one intervened, and how deep this went. Once I had the facts, once I knew the full scope,

then…and only then…would I involve Alexander. He didn’t need to be dragged in before I was sure of the

story.

I let myself sink onto the couch in my room, resting my chin lightly on my hand, staring at nothing in particular. I tried to quiet the unease in my chest, but it refused to be ignored.

The packhouse was supposed to be a place of structure, of order–and yet chaos had unfolded today, right under our noses. And Roman… Roman, with all his confusion and vulnerability, had been left exposed.

I was still sitting there, running through scenarios in my mind, when the door opened and Alexander

stepped inside. I didn’t move, didn’t try to hide my mood, but I could feel his eyes on me,

“I hope you’re fine,” he said casually, though I could feel the weight beneath his tone.

I exhaled softly, shrugging. “Just thinking about something,” I replied carefully.

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Alexander stepped closer, his gaze holding mine just long enough to see that something was off. But he didn’t push. He accepted my answer. And that made me pause.

It was… suspicious.

He always noticed. Always. And yet, today, he hadn’t pressed. He had seen something in me, something amiss, and he had chosen to step back. I couldn’t decide if it was trust or calculation, but the fact that he didn’t push made me uneasy.