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2025-07-26 08:10:00Alpha Enzo’s POV
The morning was particularly still, the kind of calm that usually preceded something…uncomfortable. Birds chirped in an annoyingly perfect rhythm, and the breeze carried just enough chill to cut through the early sunlight without being unpleasant. It should’ve been a relaxing hour. I should’ve been reviewing the training schedules Ash left on my desk or scanning reports from our sentry posts. Hell, I should’ve been anywhere else but wandering aimlessly toward the garden like a man avoiding paperwork. But even alphas needed fresh air, and I found the stillness of the garden did a better job at clearing my mind than the suffocating quiet of my study ever could. I took the eastern path, boots brushing against dew-kissed grass as I made my way around the circular hedge maze. It was built by my great-grandfather for reasons no one cared about anymore, but I kept it because it gave me the solitude I often craved. Then I he
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Bitten, Branded And Bare 55
Bryan's POVBy the time we returned to the pack house, I was still fuming. Every nerve in my body felt raw, and the weight of the day made me feel like I was going to explode if I didn’t release some of this anger. My father had praised me earlier for finally giving thoughtful input, but then Henry—his ever-loyal shadow—had to open his mouth with those smug, underhanded comments as if I were some lazy fool who didn’t deserve to breathe the same air as the council members. I wasn’t going to let that slide, not today.The moment I stepped into the hallway, I barked, “Get me Henry. Now.”One of the guards scurried off without hesitation. I paced the length of the hall, my hands balled into fists. My chest felt tight, like there was something clawing its way out. Henry had been undermining me for too long, always looking down on me because I wasn’t the perfect soldier my father wanted me to be. But I’d had enough. Today, I was going to remind him that I was no longer the boy
Bitten, Branded And Bare 54
Alpha Enzo's POVThe morning sunlight filtered through the tall glass windows of my study, casting golden streaks across the polished wooden floor. I sat behind my desk, absently twirling a pen between my fingers while my gaze lingered on the map spread out in front of me. The week-long event was approaching—an annual tradition that brought our allies and neighboring packs together for strategy talks, combat demonstrations, and, truthfully, a bit of posturing.We had to appear united. Strong. Untouchable.The door creaked open, and I didn’t need to look up to know who it was. Ash walked in with his usual quiet authority, Kael followed with a slight limp that he tried to hide, and Atlas sauntered in last, his grin annoyingly casual.“You called?” Ash asked, setting down a few scrolls and reports on my desk. His tone was calm, but I caught the faint flicker of curiosity in his eyes.I leaned back in my chair, steepling my fingers. “Yes. We need to finalize preparat
Bitten, Branded And Bare 53
Alpha Baron's POV “A patrol exchange program. Shared resources. Joint training camps. I want to bring our packs closer before any breach becomes a disaster.” He turned slightly, eyes flicking to Bryan with interest. “Your son offered a particularly... brilliant solution. Suggesting we rotate elite guards between packs, mixing them in at levels where loyalty is tested, but not predictable. He said the traitors would out themselves in unfamiliar environments.”That made me blink.Bryan? Came up with that?I turned to him, eyes narrowed. “You said that?”Bryan nodded once. “It made sense. If someone’s leaking information from inside, you break their rhythm. Make them report back to unfamiliar handlers. Traitors operate best in patterns. Break that, and they get sloppy.”Lennox smiled. “He’s right. It’s something even my advisors hadn’t thought of. I think it could work.”I didn’t know whether to be impressed or suspicious. I studied my son again, searching
Bitten, Branded And Bare 52
Alpha Baron's POVThe morning air clung thick with tension, the kind I had grown too familiar with. There was a faint drizzle earlier, and now the dew on the windows cast a sheen over the glass, making the sun behind them look weaker than usual. I hated weak light. It reminded me too much of the soft-hearted fools that cluttered our council chambers with their indecision. Strength—that was what held a pack together. Not sentiment. Not softness.I was in my office, the one built into the west wing of the estate, walls lined with war memorabilia and portraits of former alphas—ancestors who understood the gravity of legacy. I stood by the window, sipping from a dark cup of coffee. Bitter. Just how I liked it. No room for sugar-coated nonsense in my day."Henry," I called out without turning. I heard the subtle shuffle from beyond the door and knew he had been waiting.He pushed the door open slightly and stepped in, hands behind his back, ever the loyal Beta. “Alpha?”
Bitten, Branded And Bare 51
Irene's POVThe room was a whirlwind of silk, lace, and frustration. Dresses of every color lay sprawled across my bed, shoes scattered like forgotten treasures, and the maids scurried around me like nervous ants. I sat cross-legged on the floor, meticulously unpacking one of my new shopping bags, examining a gold-threaded gown I had bought just that morning.“Are you deaf?!” I snapped at the maid fumbling near the wardrobe. “That’s not how you handle silk! Do you want me to look like a crumpled rag on my date? Oh, wait—you’ve never seen anything finer than your peasant rags, have you?!”The girl flinched, mumbling a soft “sorry, miss,” but it only irritated me further. I stood and snatched the dress from her trembling hands. “Pathetic. Do you know how much this costs? More than your entire miserable life! If you ruin one stitch, I’ll make sure you’re thrown out of this house without a coin.”Another maid who had been arranging my shoes accidentally dropped a pair of
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Alpha Baron's POVThe scent of polished wood and burning incense filled the council chamber, blending with the sharp undertone of nerves and authority. I sat at the head of the long mahogany table, my gaze sweeping across the faces of the gathered elders and betas. Their expressions were grim, lined with the weight of our recent troubles.The rogue attacks were escalating, and every passing day felt like a warning. They weren’t random strikes anymore—they were calculated, deliberate, and dangerous. Whoever was leading them had enough brains to exploit weaknesses, and the thought alone made my blood simmer.“Reports from the northern border?” I asked, leaning back in my chair, my voice cutting through the quiet room like a whip.Henry, my beta, stood and adjusted the parchment in his hand. “Two more sightings this week, Alpha,” he said, his tone respectful but wary. “The guards believe it’s the same group that hit the southern outposts last month. They’ve grown bold.
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