تسجيل الدخولBlaze’s POVWe brought Marcus back to the clubhouse like he was made of glass. Two healers met us at the gate and rushed him inside while Lucien cleared the back room and turned it into a makeshift medical station. The old man barely stayed conscious through the ride, but every time his eyes opened, they found Betty first, like she was the only anchor keeping him tethered to the living.I stood by the door watching the healers work, and for the first time in weeks I felt something I hadn't allowed myself to feel. Hope. We had actually gotten there in time. We had pulled someone out of the Chairman's reach before he could bury another witness beneath another burning building.Around the clubhouse I could see the same feeling spreading. Wolves nodding at each other, moving faster, standing straighter. Everyone could feel the shift."Don't celebrate yet," Damon warned during the quick meeting he pulled together while Marcus rested. His arms were crossed, his expression serious despite th
Betty’s POVThe second we hit the ground I was running before anyone could stop me. Smoke poured out of the main building in thick black clouds, and through it I could hear screaming. Women screaming. Children crying. The sounds cut through me like knives because I had heard those sounds in my nightmares for months, only this time they were real and happening right in front of me."Betty, wait!" Damon shouted behind me, but I was already through the front door.Inside was chaos. Furniture knocked over, walls scorched black, a young woman crouched in the corner holding two children against her chest so tight their faces were buried in her shirt. I ran straight to her and grabbed her arm."Come with me," I told her, pulling her up. "Now. Don't look at anything, just follow me out."She was shaking so badly she could barely stand, but she moved, clutching those kids against her while I guided them toward the entrance. Another family appeared from a side room, an older woman carrying a to
Damon’s POVEvery instinct inside me screamed to put a bullet through Vance the second he stepped off that motorcycle. Blaze clearly felt the same way because his hand was already on his gun, his body angled between Vance and Betty like a wall of muscle and fury.But Vance didn't come swinging. He didn't shout or threaten or charge at us like every other time we had crossed paths. He slowly reached for the gun at his hip, pulled it out with two fingers, and tossed it onto the dirt. Then the knife from his belt. Then a smaller blade from his boot. One by one, every weapon landed on the ground between us until he was standing there with nothing but his clothes and the bruises still healing on his face from the last time we fought."Nobody moves," I ordered, keeping my voice flat and hard. "Nobody touches him until I say so.""You're seriously letting him stand there," Blaze growled, his jaw so tight the muscles were jumping beneath his skin."I'm letting him talk," I corrected without l
Betty's POVThe second Adrian told us about the Chairman killing witnesses, I felt something snap inside me. Not anger exactly. More like the last thread of patience I had been holding onto finally breaking loose."We can't wait anymore," I told Damon, standing in the middle of the room while everyone else was still processing what Adrian had just revealed. "People are dying because they helped my mother. Innocent people. And we're sitting here planning for the perfect moment that might never come."Damon looked at me, his jaw working the way it always did when he wanted to argue but knew I was right. "I understand how you feel, Betty. But running in without a plan is exactly what the Chairman wants. He's baiting us. Every person he removes is designed to make us panic and move too fast.""And every hour we wait is another life he gets to take."We stared at each other across the room, and I waited for the explosion. The old version of us would have started screaming by now, two stubb
Damon's POVI spent the entire next day rebuilding the plan from scratch. The secret meeting with the loyal Council member changed everything. The Council gathering was still the endgame, but getting to it alive now depended on what happened in the next forty-eight hours.I divided everyone into groups, keeping each team separate so nobody except the people who absolutely needed to know had the full picture. Lucien stayed behind with Selena to keep organizing the evidence. Blaze mapped out three different escape routes from the meeting point in case things went sideways. Colt handpicked the strongest warriors to form a protective ring around Betty if anything went wrong.What surprised me the most was how smooth everything moved. Months ago, every single decision I made got questioned, debated, picked apart. Now the room just worked. People moved to their roles without arguing, trusted each other's calls without second-guessing, and finished tasks before I even had to ask twice. We ha
Colt's POVThe room buzzed the second Adrian said the name out loud. Damon leaned forward, his hands flat on the table, eyes sharp with the kind of focus he got right before a fight."Who is he," Damon pressed. "How do we reach him."Adrian rubbed a hand over his jaw, his voice slow and careful. "He was one of the closest people to Elena. Before she disappeared, he was practically family. After she vanished, he joined the Council publicly. Everyone assumed he switched sides.""But he didn't," Blaze said, catching on fast."No," Adrian said. "He's been protecting whatever she left behind ever since. Hiding in plain sight for years."Damon was already reaching for his jacket. "Then we set up a meeting. Now.""No." Adrian's voice cut sharp enough that even Damon stopped moving. "He has survived this long because he trusts almost nobody. If we push too hard, too fast, we could scare him into silence. Or worse. We could get him killed before he tells us anything."I watched Damon's jaw tig
Betty's POVI stood there frozen, staring at Blaze like he had just slapped me across the face. My heart started beating so fast it felt like it was going to explode. Did he really just say that? He wanted me to get rid of the baby?I took a step back from all three of them. My hands were shaking.
Betty's POVI opened my eyes and saw the three brothers standing around my bed. I wasn't even happy to see them. I wondered what they were all doing there. I remembered taking the medicine from the pharmacy and falling asleep. I never invited them into my room. I didn't understand why they came now
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 coul
Travis' POVI was so angry when I went to look for Betty. The moment I heard she was pregnant, I just couldn’t hold back my anger anymore. It felt like fire burning inside my chest. I had someone spying on her inside their house. Those three brothers didn’t even know I had a spy there. That was pa







