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Lisa's POV

The day had started slow.

Too slow.

I sat cross-legged on my bed, chin propped on my hand, staring at the far wall of my room like maybe it would sprout a window and offer me a new view. No such luck. The silence in the room was almost oppressive, broken only by the faint ticking of the clock above my desk.

Calla had been busy since morning—something about helping in the lower kitchens—and because the higher floors were restricted to most of the pack members, my usual options for company were nonexistent. I’d already paced the length of the room six times, flipped through a magazine I wasn’t actually reading, and organized my desk just to have something to do.

Now I was bored enough to consider staring at the ceiling until I fell asleep out of pure desperation.

No. That would be surrender.

With a sigh, I slid off the bed and padded toward the door. If no one was coming to entertain me, I’d just have to find en
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    Enzo's POVThe battlefield still reeked of blood when silence finally began to settle. The cries of the dying lingered in the air, broken only by the low growls of my brothers and the ragged breaths of the warriors still standing. My body ached from claw and fang, but the fury burning in my chest overpowered every wound. I wiped the gore from my face, chest rising and falling heavily as I scanned the carnage.That was when my gaze locked on Bryan.He stood there with his beta Henry, their army still regrouping after the slaughter. For a moment, we said nothing. The weight of the fight hung between us, the blood of rogues still dripping from our claws. And then the anger in me surged past the restraint I had fought to hold on to.Without hesitation, I stormed forward. My fist connected with his jaw before he even realized I was moving. The impact cracked through the night, his head snapping sideways as he staggered but did not fall.“You d

  • Bitten, Branded And Bare   196

    Third person POVThe ground was soaked with blood, the air thick with the stench of iron and smoke. The howls of wolves carried across the battlefield, echoing like thunder against the broken night sky. Rogues swarmed in countless numbers, their snarls sharp and ruthless as they launched themselves against the line of Enzo’s warriors. Every strike was savage, every claw stained with death.But they weren’t prepared for what came next.A sudden horn blew from the distance, deep and commanding, and the warriors on the field froze for just a moment before the sound was drowned out by the thunder of paws and feet. A new force surged into view—an army clad in their own crest, led by none other than Alpha Bryan. His presence was unmistakable, towering and fierce, his wolf blazing with restrained fury. His beta Henry was close at his side, his eyes already assessing weak points and pressing their men into position.The arrival was like a storm breaking t

  • Bitten, Branded And Bare   195

    Bryan's POV The hall was suffocating. The council droned on in their usual circles, voices overlapping like the buzzing of flies around a carcass. I sat at the head of the long table, fingers drumming against the wood, the weight of their words piling on top of the pressure already coiled in my chest. The plague. Always the plague. Numbers of the dead, numbers of the dying, useless suggestions, and the same hollow hope repeated over and over. My patience was paper-thin. These men were supposed to be leaders, but all I saw were cowards wringing their hands while the disease crept closer to our borders. I opened my mouth to cut through their babbling when the doors slammed open. A guard stumbled in, his armor dented, his breath ragged. His eyes found mine immediately. “My Alpha!” he cried, voice trembling. “It’s Baron. He—he collapsed.” The words hit me like a blow to the chest. M

  • Bitten, Branded And Bare   194

    Lisa's POV I could still smell the blood in the air before I even reached the battlefield. The metallic tang was thick on my tongue, carried on the wind, clinging to the back of my throat until every breath felt like swallowing rust. My heart pounded as my feet moved faster, ignoring the guards who had tried to stop me, ignoring Calla’s cries for me to stay behind where it was safe. Safe meant nothing when my people were bleeding. Safe meant nothing when I could feel their screams echoing in my bones.The moonlight painted the path ahead in pale silver, and the further I went, the more the shadows twisted into bodies. My steps slowed as I reached the edge of the battlefield. For a moment, I couldn’t breathe.It was devastation.Blood pooled across the dirt, soaking into the earth until it glistened like tar. Limbs scattered, bodies torn apart. The ground was littered with broken weapons, shattered armor, pieces of lives that had ended far too qui

  • Bitten, Branded And Bare   193

    Third person POV The air split with the sound of war drums no one had struck, the rhythm born instead from the pounding of paws against earth, the ragged breaths of warriors, and the bloodthirsty growls echoing through the night. The moon hung high, silver and merciless, bathing the battlefield in its cold light. Shadows twisted and writhed, alive with movement as the rogues swarmed across the broken bridge, spilling like a flood into enemy territory.Enzo stood at the forefront, shoulders heaving, his jaw clenched as he surveyed the chaos spilling into his land. The betrayal of moments earlier still lingered like acid on his tongue, Lisa’s handprint stinging his cheek, but there was no time to dwell. His pack was under attack, and he was Alpha — he was their shield and their sword. His rage could wait; bloodshed could not.Beside him, Atlas’s eyes gleamed with the barely restrained hunger for violence, his muscles coiled like a predator waiting to strike

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    Enzo's POVI stood in the middle of Lisa’s room, my hands fisted at my sides, the scattered letters between us like venom seeping through the air. I could hardly breathe, the fury in my chest burning hotter with each second I stared at her tear-stained face.She kept shaking her head, clutching one of the letters, insisting over and over, “I didn’t write him, I didn’t reply, I swear to you!”But my eyes saw nothing except the damning evidence. The boxes, the seals, the way Bryan’s handwriting knew too much about our world, our defenses, our people.And for the first time since she’d come into this house, I felt something shatter inside me.I stepped toward her, each move heavy as stone. Her eyes lifted to me, wide, desperate, pleading for me to believe her. And all I could think about was the last five years—her pain, our lies, the way we all played her, broke her, discarded her.My hand shot out and gripped her shoulders hard en

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