Chapter 47

The chaos outside was deafening. The relentless bursts of gunfire, the shouts of men caught in a brutal fight for dominance, and the distant echoes of explosions sent vibrations through the very foundation of the estate. Yet inside, beyond the thick walls of the mansion was eerily quiet.

Valerian moved with calculated precision with his footsteps soundless against the marble floors as he made his way through the hallways. His grip on his gun was firm. His silver-grey eyes were sharp as he scanned every corner, every shadowed alcove for any sign of movement. The corridors stretched long and empty while the ornate chandeliers on the ceiling swayed slightly from the reverberations outside.

He had managed to slip inside undetected, leaving Ivan and the rest of his men to handle the bloodbath outside. He didn’t care about the numbers, about how many guards Adrian had stationed or how much resistance they would meet—his only focus was finding

Noelle.

She was here s