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(Tyler's POV) I walked Kate back upstairs to our room so she could take some time to wash up and get ready for the day. I needed to talk with Camerin about the information he managed to get through the night. I was still waiting for the raid of Jaxson’s safe house. Plus, I needed to talk with the team that was following Scott. I was waiting for Kate to ask about her friend’s safety with everything else happening. I felt she’d forgotten, but it would hit her soon. “How is Kat doing?” Camerin asked. He seemed genuinely concerned. “She wasn’t ready for all of this to happen at once. I didn’t have the chance to tell her about our society or our way of life. I took things too slowly with her. I should have told her more,” I confessed. “Well, she knows now. She’s going to have to learn to live with it. It will happen again this is far from over,” Camerin commented, then started his debrief of the night’s activities. “We attacked Jaxson’s safe house. Jaxson was there, but he managed to get away before we arrived. Things got bloody real fast. We lost two. But we managed to find out that Jaxson’s pack is scattered for now. They were crippled by the loss of the first attack. They weren’t expecting us to be as organized as we were.” “Did the warriors bring back any prisoners with them?” I asked. I would get more information out of them. I would find Jaxson and end this nightmare for Kate. “There were no survivors.” “Good.” “What about the team following the human?” I asked. I knew Kate would ask, and I wanted to have the answers ready for her. “They followed him and spotted two cars tailing him, but those cars broke off after the battle was over. The human had no idea he was being followed by anyone. For a truck driver, he was oblivious to his surroundings.” Camerin stood and started pacing. “We need to bring the warriors home. This was a foolish trip. Her vision was wrong.” “Humor me. Leave one car to follow Scott for a couple more days the other two cars can return,” I ordered. Camerin nodded in agreement. “I also have an update on the fire,” he added. “The firefighters said it looked like an accident. It started in the kitchen by the stove, but they also said it was set up to look like an accident. They’re still investigating to see if they can find out who did it.” Camerin smirked for the first time that morning. “We need to discuss what’s going on at the packhouse. We’re being invaded.” I just stared at him. “What are you talking about?” “The cat.” “Anything for Luna. Cali the cat is a guest until the house is rebuilt,” I ordered. “Think of her as a pack mascot.” Camerin choked on a laugh just as there was a knock on the door. “Come in,” I called. Celia walked in, sharp and calm as ever. “Thank you for coming, Celia.” Celia stepped forward, her eyes flicking between Camerin and me before settling on me. “Of course, Alpha. How can I help?” “I need an update on the packhouse inside and out. Any unusual movement, anyone asking questions about last night, and anything that needs my immediate attention,” I said. She nodded crisply. “The patrols are reporting no further signs of Jaxson’s warriors near the border. The guards are rotating shifts every four hours as you ordered. No one has gotten too close to the packhouse except the regular staff and a few curious pack members trying to check on Luna.” She hesitated. “She’s earned a lot of respect, you know. Standing up to you in front of everyone… they see her as strong.” Camerin snorted behind me, but I ignored him. “Good. She is strong stronger than she knows. Anything else?” Celia shifted her weight. “One thing. There’s been some gossip about the prisoners we brought in last night. Some of the younger warriors are wondering why they are still alive.” I let out a low growl. “They’ll know when I decide they need to know. I want them broken before I deal with them again. We need every scrap of information they have.” “Yes, Alpha,” Celia said. “And, about Luna, I know you want her safe, but you might want to prepare her for what she’ll hear. The rumors are already starting, and they won’t stay whispers for long.” “I know. I’ll handle it.” I rubbed my forehead. Kate wasn’t ready for this part of me yet the part that dealt in blood, threats, and secrets. But she would have to face it eventually. “Thank you, Celia. Keep me updated on anything you hear at all.” She inclined her head, turned on her heel, and left the room, her footsteps soft on the hardwood. Camerin waited until she was gone before he spoke again. “Alpha, you know this is only going to get worse before it gets better.” “I know.” I looked out the window at the treeline. Somewhere out there, Jaxson was waiting, planning his next move. “That’s why we have to be ready for anything. For her sake.” Camerin gave a single, firm nod. “Always.” I took a deep breath, forcing down the wolf’s restless energy that clawed at the edge of my control. For Kate, I had to keep it together. For Kate, I’d burn the world if I had to.55 (Kathryn’s POV) After I finished showering and changing, I found myself pacing in the small sitting room outside Tyler’s office. The packhouse felt so much bigger than ever now that I knew what really went on inside its walls. I didn’t know where to go, or what I was supposed to do. Celia appeared like she’d read my mind. She gave me a warm smile that actually reached her eyes not like some of the other wolves who looked at me like I might break at any second. “Luna,” she greeted me, with a slight bow of her head. It still felt strange when people called me that like I was wearing someone else’s crown. “Hi, Celia. Please… just Kate,” I said, managing a small smile of my own. She laughed softly. “You can try, but you’ll lose that fight faster than you think. Come on walk with me?” I nodded, grateful for the company and the excuse to move. We wandered down one of the long packhouse hallways, past wide windows that let in soft morning light. “Is it always like this?” I asked a
54 (Tyler's POV) I walked Kate back upstairs to our room so she could take some time to wash up and get ready for the day. I needed to talk with Camerin about the information he managed to get through the night. I was still waiting for the raid of Jaxson’s safe house. Plus, I needed to talk with the team that was following Scott. I was waiting for Kate to ask about her friend’s safety with everything else happening. I felt she’d forgotten, but it would hit her soon. “How is Kat doing?” Camerin asked. He seemed genuinely concerned. “She wasn’t ready for all of this to happen at once. I didn’t have the chance to tell her about our society or our way of life. I took things too slowly with her. I should have told her more,” I confessed. “Well, she knows now. She’s going to have to learn to live with it. It will happen again this is far from over,” Camerin commented, then started his debrief of the night’s activities. “We attacked Jaxson’s safe house. Jaxson was there, but he managed
53 (Kathryn’s POV) I heard him before I saw him heavy boots on the old wooden floors, the faint creak of the front door shutting behind him. Cali lifted her head from my lap, ears perked like she could sense his energy better than I could. I wished I could curl up and disappear into her fur. The packhouse was quiet. Too quiet. Everyone had gone to handle something, fight something, protect something. And me? I sat here like a porcelain doll tucked safely away in a glass cabinet while the world burned. I didn’t know how to look at him. Not after tonight. Not after seeing what his world really was. He stepped into the dayroom. He looked… tired. Older somehow. Blood scrubbed mostly clean, but not all of it. I wondered if it was his. If it was someone else’s. If he even cared anymore. “Hey,” he said softly, like he didn’t want to scare me. I didn’t answer. I just watched him. His shoulders dropped a fraction that little tell he hated giving away, like he’d been bracing for a punch
52 (Kathryn’s POV) This night was more than I could handle. I have entered into Tyler’s world without knowing what it really was like. This world is full of monsters and I am in love with the most powerful one. I sit in this truck and am afraid to talk to him. He isn’t done, a war had just begun and he had prisoners, who knows what he was going to do with them. I glanced at him. Staring at his fresh scars and the dried blood on him. Why is he here with me and not with his men? Shouldn’t he be there? Was I really that important to him? Would he give up his world for me? Could I even ask him to? My mind was filled with so many questions. But I wondered why I couldn’t ask him. The truck started to slow down as we reached my home. The fire department was still there, spotlights all over the place. Smoke still poured out of the kitchen window, I expected the house to be burnt to the ground with nothing left but a pile of ash. A tall muscular man walked over to us, “Evening Alpha, Lu
51 (Tyler’s POV) I shifted back at the edge of the clearing behind the packhouse, forcing my breathing to steady. My fur was matted with blood, not all mine, but it didn’t matter. I had to look human again, look like her mate, not the monster who’d just torn Jaxson’s wolves apart with his teeth. I pulled on the spare pair of sweats we kept in the emergency stash outside the back porch. They stuck to the cuts along my ribs, but I ignored it. The packhouse lights glowed warm and steady, a lie against the chaos beyond these walls. When I stepped inside, I found Kate in the dayroom where I’d left her. She was pacing, arms wrapped tight around herself, Micah hovering nearby trying to calm her down. The moment Kate saw me, she stopped cold. Her eyes flicked over me, the blood, the bruises and her breath stopped. “Out,” I said to Micah. He hesitated, but one look at my face and he slipped past me without a word, pulling the double doors closed behind him. Kate didn’t move. Neither did
50 (Tyler’s POV) The run was going smoothly, no trouble, no mind-links buzzing in my head, just me, my thoughts, and the wind in my fur. Well, and the pup is still glued to my heels. I glanced back. He hadn’t given up once, sticking to my flank like a shadow. He was faster than I’d expected from someone who’d only shifted for the first time a few months ago. I’d have to keep an eye on him. We made the turn at the waterfall, the mist cool on my fur as I mind-linked Camerin. The second group is up, get them ready, I told him. You’re going to love the lake tonight. The moon’s almost high enough to fill its reflection. It’s beautiful. He gave me the report on the patrols. It made my heart sink a little. so few warriors to cover so much ground but everything was still quiet. Too quiet. The second run started, and the fifteen-minute window began. Only ten warriors were left to guard the packhouse. Jaxson’s death threat was never for me, I’d survived too many to count, but Kate was diff