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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-06-17 23:40:00

Blaze's POV

I knew it. I knew this would happen.

The moment the scout finished talking, the entire room turned into controlled chaos. Wolves scrambled for weapons. Phones started ringing. Damon was already barking orders at people before the scout even caught his breath.

But all I could think was one thing. We wasted too much time.

Weeks of sitting around, planning, arguing, debating every little move while Vance kept building his army and pushing closer. I told them. I told them every single t
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    Blaze's POVI knew it. I knew this would happen.The moment the scout finished talking, the entire room turned into controlled chaos. Wolves scrambled for weapons. Phones started ringing. Damon was already barking orders at people before the scout even caught his breath.But all I could think was one thing. We wasted too much time.Weeks of sitting around, planning, arguing, debating every little move while Vance kept building his army and pushing closer. I told them. I told them every single time. And every single time, someone had a reason to wait.Now we had no time left."Blaze." Colt was standing beside me. "Stop grinding your teeth.""I'm not grinding my teeth.""You are. I can hear it from here."I ignored him and watched Damon move through the room, assigning positions, calling scouts, organizing the pack like some kind of machine. He was good at this part. The leadership part. The structure and planning. But that was exactly the problem. We had been planning when we should ha

  • Punished by Husband, Forced by Biker Daddies   (116)

    BETTY POVThe ride back to the safe house felt longer than usual. Nobody talked much. Damon drove while Colt sat beside him and Blaze rode ahead of us on his bike. Every time I looked through the windshield, he seemed to be pushing the speed limit a little more. Nobody was thinking about the archive anymore or about old records, hidden rooms, or mysterious symbols. We were thinking about Vance. About the army he was building. About Lana. About Travis. About the fact that in three days they would all be gathered together in one place. We weren't chasing clues.We finally knew where the enemy was. The moment we reached the safe house, Damon called an emergency meeting. Within twenty minutes the dining room was packed. Maps covered the table. Phones rang constantly. Wolves moved in and out of the room carrying reports. The atmosphere felt tense before anyone even started speaking."We should act now," Blaze said.Damon didn't even look up from the map. "No."Blaze folded his arms. "We kn

  • Punished by Husband, Forced by Biker Daddies   (115)

    DAMON POVThe moment the footsteps reached the staircase, every wolf in the room went still. Nobody spoke. Nobody needed to. Blaze was already moving toward the entrance while Colt stepped in front of Betty. Lucien shoved the nearest box of records farther into the room and grabbed another. If we came all this way only to lose these documents, I was going to lose my mind.The footsteps stopped. Then a voice echoed from above."Found them."Gunfire exploded through the archive."DOWN!" I roared.Everyone dropped instantly as bullets slammed into the stone walls. Dust filled the air. Betty hit the floor beside Colt while Blaze launched himself up the staircase.A scream followed. Then another. Then silence.For about three seconds."Blaze?" Betty shouted."I'm fine!"A body came flying down the stairs. Thankfully it was not Blaze. One of the attackers. The man crashed into the wall hard enough to knock himself unconscious.Colt cursed. "He's enjoying himself.""Obviously."More gunfire

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    BETTY POVBy the time we reached the archive location, my nerves were completely shot. Blaze hadn't stopped checking mirrors since the gas station, Damon looked like he was preparing for war, and Colt kept pretending everything was fine even though he had checked the perimeter three different times before letting me out of the vehicle.The place didn't look like an archive. It looked abandoned.A massive stone building sat in the middle of the forest, surrounded by overgrown trees and broken walls. Parts of the roof had collapsed years ago, and vines covered almost everything.I stared up at it."This is it?"Lucien nodded."This is it.""It looks haunted.""It probably is," Blaze muttered.Damon ignored him and started giving instructions immediately."Nobody separates. Nobody wanders off. If something feels wrong, say it.""I feel wrong already," I replied.That earned a small smile from Colt."You'll fit right in."We entered through what used to be the main doorway. Dust covered e

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    BLAZE POVI knew we were being followed long before I found proof. Maybe it was instinct. Maybe it was experience. Or probably it was because every time things started looking calm lately, somebody tried killing us. Whatever it was, I couldn't shake the feeling.The convoy had been moving for hours. Damon was leading while Colt stayed behind him. Betty was riding with Damon because, apparently, the two of them had spent half the morning arguing about archive routes before somehow turning it into one of those emotional conversations they liked having lately.I still wasn't used to Damon being the romantic one.The road stretched ahead while trees blurred past on both sides. Neutral territory wasn't far now, and that made me even more uneasy. I checked my mirror again.Same black SUV.Same distance.Same road.Still there.I reached for the communicator."Damon.""What?""Check your mirror."A few seconds passed.Then his voice came back colder. "How long?""Long enough.""That's not an

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    Damon’s POVThe house felt too quiet that morning, like the air itself was holding its breath, and I couldn’t stop replaying Betty’s words—her frustration, the sharp edge in her voice when she walked out earlier, because she was right. She was always right, and hiding her, controlling when she could act or move, it wasn’t keeping anyone safe — it was just delaying the inevitable, and I knew it.I stayed in the living room, map and archive notes spread across the table, trying to figure out a plan, my hand rubbing at my jaw over and over while every scenario ran like a movie in my head, each one ending with Betty or the baby hurt—or worse—and I could hear her moving in the kitchen quietly, shuffling through papers Lucien had left, muttering half to herself about the Crown Bloodline and old archives. Her concentration was sharp, deliberate, and it made my chest ache because even now, hours after her outburst, she refused to rest, refused to slow down, refused to let me keep her safe by

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