MasukRobin"Aye," Kathleen Torres said immediately.Silas Brennan nodded. "Aye."Garrett Holloway hesitated. Looked around the table. Then: "Aye."Three for. Four more to go.The other Alphas I didn't know as well. Fred something from Clearwater West. Young guy. Maybe thirty. He looked at Gerald Booker.
"Insane," I repeated. Louder. "Crazy. You're talking about killing millions of wolves—your own creations—just to get some cosmic promotion. That's fucked. That's evil.""Evil." She said the word like she was tasting it. Testing it. "Interesting.""Let me out," I said. "I want to go home. I'm not hel
Selene blinked. "My real plan?""What do you actually want to achieve? With all of this."Something flickered across her face. Too fast to read. Then the smile was back."Do you really want to know the truth?"I nodded.Selene studied me for a long moment. Then she sighed, uncrossed her legs, leaned
AvaThe push sent me backward.Not gently. Catherine shoved me hard, both hands on my chest, and the white space collapsed around me like someone had pulled a plug. I felt myself being yanked through something thick and suffocating, my lungs burning, my head spinning so fast I couldn't tell which wa
More silence. Then Kathleen Torres spoke. "What kind of help specifically?" "Manpower. Resources. Coordination. A show of unified strength." "And if we do this," Garrett Holloway said slowly, "if we commit resources to this... confrontation... and it goes badly, we've weakened ourselves for nothi
"What did they take?" That was Kathleen Torres again. My chest tightened further. The cold air was getting to me. I could feel sweat on my forehead despite the chill. "Someone under my protection," I said. Booker laughed. Short and mean. "So this is a rescue mission. You want us to help you get s







