The divorced military queen awakens novel

Chapter 632 My Duty Chapter 632 My Duty : Fabian stood mute , argument gutted from his throat . 26 +20 Free Coins ! " Julius is my husband ; protecting him is my duty . I'll guard myself and our unborn child , because only if we're safe can he be . " With that , she set off , heels crunching lightly as she advanced toward the gates . Gavin fell in behind her ; the Shadow Guards and household sentries traded bewildered looks before trailing at a respectful distance . At the manor's threshold , Gavin spoke up . " You're planning to drive there ?

Even flooring it , you'll still be over an hour behind Julius ." No road , no engine could compress the remaining hour . " Drive ? That would waste precious minutes , " Quinn scoffed . " Waste precious minutes ? " Gavin echoed , brow knitting in confusion . The next second , a distant rotor thrum sliced the air , and color drained from his face . A helicopter - its blades beating like war drums - roared into view . The aircraft swept lower , nose pointing directly at the estate . Gavin's eyes widened , disbelief freezing him as the chopper drew closer , wind whipping his coat .

He blinked , trying to keep up . Quinn decides to reach Yarburn by helicopter ? The Whitethorn family's reach could certainly conjure such a craft , yet barely thirty minutes had passed since she woke - and the rotors were already beating toward them ? When did she place that call ? While she was changing ? Right then , the helicopter swept in and settled before them , dust spiraling around the landing skids . The door slid open with a hydraulic hiss that sounded like a drawn breath before a shout . They jumped down - two tall , broad - shouldered men - and snapped a salute .

" Captain , long time no see ! " Quinn straightened her spine , her movement crisp and automatic , and returned the salute with solemn precision . " It has been a while , " Quinn said , her hand dropping . " But remember , I'm retired now .

I don't 1/3 19:33 Mon , Dec 22 Chapter 632 My Duty wear the title anymore ." " Retired or not , " the pair insisted in perfect sync , " you will always be our captain ." 26 +20 Free Coins Gavin followed Quinn up the narrow steps into the cabin and finally put faces to their names -Raymond Flint and Laurence Lawson , both once of her Falcon Special Forces unit . Raymond sat like a slab of granite - thick - chested , buzz - cut , dark brows shadowing keen eyes . Every inch of him shouted soldier . Laurence , by contrast , looked almost scholarly .

His features were refined , his frame lean to the point of fragile - an appearance that belied the patch on his shoulder . Gavin , long past the age of judging by surface impressions , knew better than to underestimate either man . After all , had he judged Quinn on beauty alone , he would never have imagined the woman capable of sending Joaquin straight into prison . Joaquin had once been groomed as the Whitethorn heir until tragedy splintered the family . His ambition and ruthlessness outstripped ordinary opponents .

Now Raymond and Laurence occupied the dual controls up front , hands moving across the panels with muscle - memory precision , while Quinn and Gavin buckled into the rear seats . " Did you bring everything I asked for ? " Quinn called over the thrum , addressing the men at the controls . " Everything's on board ," Raymond replied . " Yarburn police are already on standby . Given Joaquin's status as an international fugitive , the Ministry of Defense has authorized us full logistical support ." The words hit Gavin like cold water .

In the brief span Quinn spent changing , she had rallied former teammates and secured official backing in a foreign city . She was , he realized , even more resourceful than he had dared assume , " Good . Then we move . " " Captain , you're carrying a child now . When operations start , Ray and I will handle the physical work . You focus on command ." " Exactly . If that little one in your belly gets so much as startled , the boys back at base will bury us when we return . " 2/3 19:33 Mon , Dec 22 Chapter 632 My Duty Quinn couldn't help a quiet laugh .

+20 Free Coins For a heartbeat , the banter carried her back to those blistering days on base - steel - grey mornings , shared rations , and comrades who never let the world feel too heavy . Life inside the Falcon Special Forces had been a gauntlet - endless predawn drills , blistering marches , and bruises layered upon bruises , each day daring her to break . Yet for Quinn , those brutal years shimmered like sunlight caught on steel ; they were days she had lived wide - eyed , utterly alive .

Had tragedy not struck her parents , she might have remained with the unit forever , heartbeat synced to the staccato of rifle fire . Now , a helicopter throbbed toward Yarburn , rotor wash shredding the clouds beneath it . Fabian thumbed his headset , nerves crackling across the open channel . " Mr. Whitethorn , my apologies . Mrs. Whitethorn has left the estate . " He clenched the phone so hard the casing creaked . " She left ? I ordered every gate sealed ! " Fabian swallowed , voice dropping to a rasp . " Security tried , but Mrs. Whitethorn flashed the signet ring you gave her .

The Shadow Guards obey the ring , not faces . She turned them on our men , and we had to let her through . " 3/3 Sara Lili Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland's breathtaking cold.