Chapter 203

OLIVIA’S POV The sky was still bleeding shades of lavender and charcoal when I slipped away from the estate. Dawn hadn’t fully broken, and the world still lingered in that fragile stillness between night and day—a quiet space where secrets could move unseen. I left no note. No kiss on the forehead for my children. No whispered goodbye to Dominic, knowing all too well that he would join me if he knew and that would only make things difficult for me . Only James knew. He had connections—far-reaching ones buried deep within the political veins of the supernatural world. Ones forged not through brute strength but with careful words, loyalty earned over years, and quiet favors exchanged in back rooms where secrets lingered longer than shadows. James had always been the sort of man who understood the subtleties of power. Not the loud, boastful kind, but the power that moved beneath the surface, masked by courtesy and controlled restraint. When I told him what I planned to do, that I was goin