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Chapter 11. My conscience
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Against All Odds Chapter 143. Defending the future
* Cerberus *The moon wasn't high enough yet, but the western pack was already moving like it was the dead center of the night. No noise but the scrape of steel on whetstone, the low rumble of commands passed from one wolf to another, the steady rhythm of boots packing the dirt.I'd called them to the southern field, the only stretch with a wide enough line of sight and enough hard ground to dig in our defenses. The air smelled of oil, leather, and the faint bite of silver from the weapons we kept for enemies who weren't wolves.I walked the line. Every face I passed carried the same truth, they all knew this wasn't just about guarding territory. This was about Archer. Not the Alpha house. Not the borders. Him.We'd posted scouts deep into the treeline, in overlapping arcs so nothing would slip past without us knowing. Patrols were doubled, and each warrior carried both blades and ranged weapons. If this enemy sent the dead again, we couldn't count on the living's rules of combat.Bet
Against All Odds Chapter 142. The danger
* Zeina *I didn't need to hear the clash of steel to know something had gone wrong.The shift in the air told me first, cold, sharp, almost metallic. My wolf would have warned me long before that, but she was still gone, and I was left with the blunt, human version of danger pressing into my skin.Then I heard it. Not the sounds of battle, those were distant, muffled through the heavy walls, but the silence that follows when danger moves closer.My hands froze over the bindings I'd been tightening. My heart knew it before my head did, they were here.I moved to the window, every muscle taut, scanning the treeline just in time to see shadows break free and scatter toward the Alpha house. Three shapes. Then two. Then one. And running toward them, gods, I knew that stride, Cerberus.I didn't breathe until I saw the last of the attackers hit the ground. The grass caught the spill of their body like it had been waiting for them.And then I saw him. Our boy. Standing at the porch, tiny han
Against All Odds Chapter 141. Fighting for his son
* Cerberus *They tried to sidestep me, quick as a shadow, but I matched them.Steel rang again, sparks flashing between us. I drove them back a step, two, but they didn't falter. Whoever they were, they'd been trained to slip past a guard, not challenge one head-on. Which meant the fact I was still between them and my son was already unraveling their plan."You're not leaving here alive," I said, and I meant it in the simplest way possible, like a fact carved in stone.They slashed for my thigh. I caught the blade on mine, twisted, and nearly wrenched their weapon free. But they were wiry, slippery, and with a desperate feint they broke to my left, sprinting for the low slope that would put them within sight of the Alpha house.My body moved before thought. The knife at my hip left my hand, spinning silver through the dark, and bit deep into their side. They stumbled but didn't fall.That told me more than anything else. They weren't human.I closed the distance, catching them by the
Against All Odds Chapter 140. Both of their struggles
* Cerberus *She thought I didn't notice how her strikes were turning desperate. I noticed. I always noticed. Every twitch in her grip, every ragged inhale she tried to mask, it was all too loud to me.I wanted to stop her. Every instinct in me screamed that this was doing more harm than good, that letting her burn herself out like this was like handing her the knife she'd eventually drive into her own chest. But the other half of me, the half that had spent the last year watching her fight like hell against things she couldn't see, couldn't bring myself to take that fire away.So I stayed close, close enough to pull her back before she crossed the line but far enough to let her feel she still had teeth.When I left her that night, I didn't go to my quarters. I went to him.My son. He was awake, as usual, little hands tangled in the blanket, golden eyes catching the dim light from the hearth. He wasn't even a year and a half yet, but he already spoke like he'd been alive twice that lo
Against All Odds Chapter 139. She wanted to shift
* Zeina *Every day my body got a little stronger, but not in the way I needed. The bruises faded quicker now. My legs didn't shake as much after drills. My arms could take the weight of the blade without that deep, bone-deep ache setting in too soon. On paper, I was improving. But the truth was colder, my wolf was still gone.The hollow place inside me where she should have been remained silent, as if my bones had been emptied of something vital and filled instead with nothing. I tried not to think about it. Tried to convince myself that strength in this form was enough, that maybe I could fight like this forever. But the lie was fraying.Cerberus didn't see it, or maybe he did, and that's why he kept stopping me before I burned myself out. He thought I was impatient. I was terrified. Because if this was all I could be now... then I was no longer what I was born to be.The sparring left me breathless, but not in the satisfying way it used to. There was no shift to push me past the li
Against All Odds Chapter 138. Training match
* Cerberus *I didn't move until her footsteps faded into the Alpha house. The pit felt bigger without her in it, colder somehow, the churned mud already drying into ridges and cracks under the noon sun.She thought she could wear herself down and still hold the line when it mattered. She thought that fire would carry her through everything. But fire burns out faster than it knows. I'd seen too many warriors push past that point, and the end was always the same, not glory, not victory. Just silence.The scent of iron lingered in the air, faint but sharp enough to find if you knew where to look. She'd pushed herself so hard the skin at her knuckles had split under the gloves. And she called that strength.I turned toward the rack of training weapons, running a hand over the cold steel of a short blade. Tempering wasn't about breaking something down, it was about pulling it back from the edge just before it snapped.That's what she didn't understand yet. Footsteps sounded on the porch a
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