เข้าสู่ระบบThe white lights of the Williams Holdings central office flickered hard as the main power grid fell into dark amber emergency mode.Beep. Beep. Beep."The second trading server in the central human district just went flat," Chloe shouted over the alarms, her hands flying across her laptop as three red warning windows flashed across her screens. "It is not an outside cyber attack, Sarah. Someone used an inside Alpha override code from inside the building."Sarah stood at the head of the marble meeting table, her charcoal blazer neat, her silver blonde hair braided into a tight royal crown. Her dark brown eyes, sharp, careful, and free of fear, scanned the falling stock numbers on the main wall screen.Within ninety seconds of the power failure, Williams Holdings stock had fallen seven percent on the human market as news leaked to the press of a sudden unannounced hostile takeover plan filed by an unknown offshore trust."Which override code was used?" Sarah demanded, her clear voice ri
Damian stood outside the broken guard house door, his broad shoulders squared against the storm. His boots rested inches away from the four frost covered footprints stamped into the mud. He reached down, his gloved fingers brushing the edge of one print. The ice did not melt under his touch, it gave off a pure freezing energy that made his golden Alpha power flare up at once.Sarah stepped up beside him, pulling her velvet coat tighter around her neck. Her dark brown eyes were fixed on the deep forest line where the guard had vanished."The heat pattern has not faded," Sarah said softly, her voice tight with a mix of awe and deep thought. She reached under her collar, her fingers resting flat over her chest where her own silver mark hummed in quiet harmony. "It is the exact same heat pattern from that night ""It is Christopher," Damian said quietly,he survived as a wandering spirit Sarah his body is actively guarding our northern border. He stopped these fighters because he knew what
Outside, heavy rain beat hard against the dark bulletproof glass, but inside no one dared to move. The green light from Chloe's laptop lit Sarah's face, making her pale skin look like smooth marble, her sharp brown eyes wide and still as she stared at her mother's name stamped in dark ink across the fighter deal.Evelyn Williams.Beside her, Damian's large body was stiff like stone. His dark golden eyes burned with a dangerous heat, his broad hand holding Sarah's waist in a tight protective grip, as if he was holding her back from a hidden cliff."Your mother..." Damian said softly, his deep voice carrying a low dangerous shake that made the floor of the car hum. "Evelyn is paying for Ethan's wild fighters from the central province."Sarah did not speak at once. Her throat felt tight, a bitter wave of cold betrayal washing over her chest.She had known her mother was a cold careful woman, a woman who had spent years treating the Williams family name like a piece in a high society game
On the forty second floor, the executive office was bright with soft lights and the pale blue glow of computer screens. Outside the glass, the financial district was a blur of tall steel buildings and misty streets, full of people who had no idea about the hidden pack wars shaping the continent.Sarah sat at the head of a long polished marble table, a cup of black espresso untouched beside her tablet. She wore a dark grey blazer over a white blouse, her silver blonde hair tied back in a neat twist. Her clear brown eyes, sharp and careful, moved across a list of bank transfers from other countries.Beside her, Chloe sat with three open laptops, her honey brown hair tied in a quick bun and her reading glasses resting on her nose. Her fingers moved fast across the keyboard as she worked through layers of fake human company papers."Look at this time, Sarah," Chloe said, her voice rough from hours of checking as she pushed a tablet across the table. "Eighteen hours before Lady Vivienne lo
Beta Marcus stood near the far table his big body bent a little over a wooden soil bed, he had taken off his heavy vest. He wore a dark green linen shirt with sleeves rolled up past his thick arms, he held a small brass cutting tool, trimming dead stems from a silver rose.Next to him stood Elena.She wore a simple, pretty dark blue wool dress with a lace collar, her dark hair was tied back with a soft ribbon. In her small hands she held a wooden tray with dried herbs sage, lavender, and crushed moon petal used for making calming teas for the sick wing."The silver rose roots take longer to settle in city soil, Marcus," Elena said softly, her voice sweet and quiet like a mountain stream. She put her tray on the table and pointed at the base of the plant. "You have to pack the wet moss around the main stem so the cold does not bite it."Marcus stopped cutting and looked down at her. His usual hard, stern warrior face melted into a rare, sweet warmth that only Elena ever saw."I am bet
The morning sun shone over the main part of the city. It made St. Jude's Elite Academy look warm and golden. The school had neat lawns, red brick buildings, and tall black iron gates.The gates had ivy and hidden security sensors. Outside was the busy city. Inside were the kids of rich leaders, business people, and pack lords. They all wore clean navy blazers, white shirts, and dark pants.A black Mercedes Sprinter van stopped quietly at the drop off area, the side door opened.Leo jumped out first, he fixed his dark leather backpack like a little boss his haze blue eyes looked around the busy school yard. Behind him came Jacob, he walked slow and careful. He wore the same navy uniform, his dark curly hair was combed neat, he held his bag tight his hazel eyes were clear and bright now. The dark bad feeling from weeks ago was gone. He looked around, then looked up at the front seat.Chloe sat in the front seat, she wore a light brown trench coat over her work clothes. Her honey brown







