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The Northern Hunt

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The northern forest looked nothing like the city.

No lights, no noise—just black trees, snow, and silence thick enough to swallow sound. The truck’s engine hummed low as Dante guided it along the frozen road. The headlights cut narrow tunnels through the mist, and Aiden sat beside him, map open, watching the coordinates pulse on the screen.

“This is it,” he said quietly. “Julian’s northern division base. Hidden under the old lumber yard.”

Dante slowed the truck until the engine was barely a whisper. “Smells wrong,” he muttered. “Like metal and blood.”

“Means we’re close,” Aiden replied.

They parked beneath a line of dead pines. The cold hit hard when they stepped out—air so sharp it burned their lungs. Snow crunched under their boots as they checked weapons and comms. No backup, no guarantees. Just the two of them again, chasing a ghost through the ice.

Dante broke the silence. “You ready for this?”

Aiden nodded, though his heart was hammering. “I’ve been ready since he started this w
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  • Alpha’s Enemy, Alpha’s Mate   Exposure

    They named him at dawn.Not in a broadcast. Not in an arrest.In a briefing.Aiden woke to the bond snapping him fully alert before his eyes even opened—a sharp, unmistakable warning that something had crossed from anticipation into action. Dante was already sitting upright beside him, device glowing faintly in the low light.“They did it,” Dante said.Aiden didn’t ask who.He took the device, scrolling once, twice. The language was precise, surgical. No accusations. No crimes. Just a concern.Subject of Interest: Aiden CrossClassification: Network destabilization riskStatus: Under reviewNo charges. No warrant.Just a spotlight.“They’re framing you as a variable,” Dante said. “Not an enemy. Yet.”Aiden’s mouth curved humorlessly. “That’s worse.”Because variables invited correction.The city reacted the way Julian had intended—quietly, cautiously. Some channels went silent immediately. Others hesitated, hovering on the edge of response before retreating into safe neutrality.But n

  • Alpha’s Enemy, Alpha’s Mate   The Shape of Resistance

    Resistance didn’t announce itself.It arrived quietly, in patterns Aiden recognized only after they were already forming.He noticed it first in the pauses—those moments when people hesitated before speaking, then chose to speak anyway. Messages arrived slower, layered with care, but they arrived. Meetings happened in borrowed spaces. Plans were written by hand, memorized, then destroyed.Not loud.Persistent.“They’re not retreating,” Aiden said, scanning the updates Dante had compiled overnight. “They’re rerouting.”Dante leaned against the table, arms crossed. “That’s more dangerous than open defiance.”“Yes,” Aiden agreed. “Because it’s harder to predict.”Outside, the city wore a brittle calm. Surveillance remained visible, but less aggressive. Patrols passed without stopping. The illusion of normalcy was being reapplied—thicker this time.Julian was adjusting.“They’re testing a new equilibrium,” Dante said. “Seeing how much pressure they can release without losing control.”Aid

  • Alpha’s Enemy, Alpha’s Mate   Fracture Lines

    Morning didn’t arrive so much as it crept in.Aiden woke to a city that felt tighter than it had the night before, like invisible hands had drawn the streets closer together while everyone slept. The light filtering through the window was pale and uncertain, reflecting off glass towers that looked less like symbols of progress now and more like watchtowers.Dante was still asleep beside him.That alone felt strange. For weeks—months—it had been rare for both of them to rest at the same time. One of them was always keeping watch, always half-aware, ready for the next shift in pressure. Seeing Dante asleep, breathing slowly and even, tugged at something unguarded in Aiden’s chest.He let himself look.Dante’s face in sleep was softer, stripped of the constant vigilance he wore like armor. No Alpha authority. No calculated restraint. Just a man who had chosen to stay when leaving would have been safer.Aiden sat up carefully, easing out of bed without breaking contact entirely. The bond

  • Alpha’s Enemy, Alpha’s Mate   Escalation

    The retaliation didn’t come immediately.That was how Aiden knew it was deliberate.He woke before dawn with the familiar tension humming beneath his skin—not panic, not fear, but the unmistakable sense of pressure being applied. The city outside the window was still dark, but its quiet felt staged, as if someone had turned down the volume rather than letting it fade naturally.Dante was already awake.“They’ve moved,” Dante said quietly, eyes focused somewhere beyond the walls.Aiden sat up slowly. “How far?”“Not close enough to touch. Close enough to remind.”The bond pulsed—alert, grounded, ready.Aiden reached for his device. It powered on normally, but the interface lagged—just a fraction of a second too long. Notifications loaded out of order. Access permissions flickered.“They’re degrading,” Aiden murmured. “Selective interference.”Not a shutdown.A squeeze.By the time the sun rose, the squeeze had shape.Transit restrictions expanded without announcement. Access points fla

  • Alpha’s Enemy, Alpha’s Mate   Terms of Engagement

    The building Julian chose did not announce itself.No banners. No insignia. No visible security beyond the subtle presence of people who looked like they belonged anywhere and nowhere at once. It was the kind of place designed to feel neutral—to imply inevitability rather than authority.Aiden noticed that immediately.“They want this to feel reasonable,” he murmured as they entered.Dante’s presence at his side was steady, protective without being overt. “Reasonable is how people justify cages.”They were guided—not escorted—through a series of quiet corridors. No metal detectors. No intimidation. Just polished floors and controlled lighting that made time feel slippery.Julian waited in a room that felt intentionally undecorated. A table. Three chairs. Water already poured.He stood when they entered.“Aiden,” Julian said, voice warm, almost familiar. His gaze flicked briefly to Dante. “You brought company.”“I don’t go anywhere alone,” Aiden replied evenly.Julian smiled faintly. “

  • Alpha’s Enemy, Alpha’s Mate   Fault Lines

    The city didn’t wake gently.It woke alert.Aiden felt it before dawn, the subtle shift in the air that came when too many people were thinking the same thought at once. Not panic. Not excitement.Calculation.He lay still beside Dante, staring at the ceiling while the bond pulsed quietly between them—low, grounded, watchful. Sleep had been shallow, interrupted by dreams that weren’t quite dreams: corridors narrowing, voices flattening, memory rearranged into something almost believable.“You’re awake,” Dante murmured.“Yes.”Neither of them moved right away. Morning had learned how to wait lately.“They changed the terrain overnight,” Dante said.Aiden nodded. “Quietly.”By the time they rose, the evidence was everywhere. Transit routes altered. Public access points temporarily closed “for maintenance.” New security presence where there hadn’t been any before—not aggressive, not obvious.Just there.“They’re mapping behavior,” Aiden said as they watched from the window. “Seeing how p

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