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LUMINA "Mommy, will Daddy really come to my birthday?" Ollie's hopeful eyes broke my heart as I helped him wear his coat. It was another doctor's appointment, which meant another day of tests and worried looks from medical professionals who couldn't find out what was draining the life from my son. "He promised, sweetheart," I said, adjusting his scarf as I dusted it down as well. It was very cold for this time of year, and Ollie's condition made him sensitive to temperature changes and a lot weaker too. "Like he promised last time?" He stated although it didn't sound like an accusation, only a firm reality that carried disappointment in his tone. I knelt, taking his small hands in mine. "I'm going to make sure he's there. This will be your best birthday ever." His smile, although it was weaker than it used to be, filled his pale face as he looked hopeful. "Can we have chocolate cake with dinosaurs on it?" "Absolutely. And ice cream too." "And will Riley be there?" The question made me freeze as I stopped in my track. "Do... do you want Riley to come?" Ollie shrugged, looking down at his shoes. "Maybe if Riley comes, Daddy will stay longer." I was hurt at the realization that Ollie had come to the realization of what was truly precious to Xen. That he might spend some time with his father if only he shared with Riley. "We'll see," I managed to say taking his hand. "Let's not keep Dr. Martinez waiting." The hospital was quiet for a Thursday morning. Dr. Martinez, a small woman with kind blue eyes who had become our most trusted help and support in the past months, was waiting for us. "Hey there, brave guy," she greeted Ollie with a high-five that he returned. "Ready for our adventure today?" Ollie nodded his head although he didn't look happy one bit. He'd become too familiar with these "adventures." While a nurse took Ollie for his blood draw, Dr. Martinez pulled me aside. "I talked with a colleague from the Northern Packs," she said quietly. "He is very knowledgeable in magical ailments. Based on Ollie's symptoms, he thinks this might be an energy siphon." "A what?" "A magical connection that drains life force from one being to another. They're rare, usually forbidden magic. Has Ollie been around anyone new in the past year who might have reason to harm him?" I immediately thought of Sophia and Riley. Their arrival in the pack matched perfectly well with the start of Ollie's mysterious illness. "There's my husband's... friend. And her son." Dr. Martinez eyes got darker as she narrowed her eyes. "The rumors about the Alpha and his—" "Yes," I cut her off, not needing to hear it spoken aloud. "They came to the pack about a year ago. That's when Ollie started getting sick." "I need to meet them. Observe them with Ollie. If there is a siphon, it would be stronger when they're in proximity." I nodded, already regretting and not looking forward to the conversation with Dominic. He was very protective of Sophia and Riley, dismissive of any suggestion that they might not be as innocent as he thought they were. Later that evening, after putting Ollie to bed early—he was exhausted from the hospital visit—I was surprised to hear Xen car in the driveway. He barely made it home before ten these days. He entered looking tired, and more exhausted than I have seen him in a while. For a moment, I remembered the man I'd married. Before Sophia's return had turned him into something I barely recognized. "You're home early," I said, setting aside the medical reports I'd been reviewing. "Thought I'd check on Ollie." He loosened his tie, his eyes moving toward the stairs. "How was the doctor's visit?" "They still don't know what's wrong." I hesitated, for a moment, wondering if I should tell him. then pressed on. "Dr. Martinez thinks it might be magical in nature. An energy siphon." Dominic frowned after hearing this. "That's serious magic. Who would target a child?" "She wants to observe Ollie with Sophia and Riley. To see if there's a connection." He closed off immediately as I could see the fury that was scribbled all over his face as he tensed up shaking his head. "Absolutely not. You can't possibly think Sophia would harm our son." "I'm not accusing anyone. But Ollie got sick when they arrived, and he's getting worse every day by day. I can't wait any longer and watch him die before my eyes. We need to consider every possibility." "No." He growled as his eyes flashed red for a moment before he continued speaking in his Alpha tone. "Sophia and Riley are under my protection. I won't have them subjected to suspicion and tests like common criminals." I stood, anger flooding my body as I clenched my fist trying to control myself from lashing out.. "Our son is dying, Xenois! While you're playing happy families with another woman and her child, your own flesh and blood is slipping away!" For a moment, he looked hurt and I could feel the bond between us , he was hurting from my words. This was the first time I had felt any string emotions from Xen since Riley and Sophia came here. "He's not dying," he said, but he sounded uncertain of his words. "Come see for yourself. When was the last time you really looked at him? He's pale, thin, and constantly tired. The doctors are running out of options." Xen ran a hand through his hair, conflicted as he spoke "I have responsibilities, Lumina. The pack, the company, the city—" "And what about your responsibility to your son?" I stepped closer, stepping closer to him. As my eyes searched his face trying to find any small recognition of the man she loved and respected. "Ollie's birthday is next week. He's been telling everyone his daddy promised to be there." His eyes shifted from mine as he looked away. It was filled with something? Uncertainty?. Guilt? Or was it because Riley's birthday was the same day? "I'll be there," he said finally. "I promised him." "The whole day," I insisted shaking my head. "Not just an hour before you run off to Riley's party." His head went up as he widened his eyes in surprise. "How did you know about that?" "This is a small pack, Xen. People talk." I crossed my arms. "Ollie deserves one day where he comes first." He kept quiet as I could see the internal struggle that he was going through, that was apparent on his face. Then he nodded once. "I'll be there for Ollie. The whole day."Chapter 338XENOISJerome made a sound that might have been a growl or might have been the verbal equivalent of throwing his hands up in defeat. "You are both insane.""We're elderly," my father corrected. "There's a difference. Insanity implies we don't understand what we're doing. We understand perfectly well. We're choosing to be difficult because it's more entertaining than cowering.""And because you haven't actually told us what you want," my mother added. "You keep making vague threats about justice and revenge, but you haven't specified demands. What exactly are we supposed to be cooperating with? Your fashion crimes? Because I'm not apologizing for pointing those out. That was a public service."I saw several of my own team struggling not to laugh. Even Zade looked torn between horror and admiration at my parents' complete refusal to behave like proper hostages.Jerome took a deep breath, visibly trying to regain control of the situation. "We want Alpha Xenois to reverse his
Chapter 337XENOISMy blood turned to ice. Beside me, I saw Zade tense, clearly picking up on my reaction through body language and scent."What do you want?" I asked, keeping my voice level even as my wolf howled with rage."Oh, this isn't a negotiation call," Jerome said pleasantly. "This is more of a... courtesy. A chance for you to see your parents one last time before we proceed with justice. I'm sending a video connection request now. I suggest you accept it."The phone buzzed with an incoming video call notification. I looked at Zade, who nodded grimly. We moved quickly to my office, everyone following. I set up my laptop to receive the call on a larger screen so everyone could see.When I accepted the connection, the image that appeared made my heart stop.It was unmistakably a cell—stone walls, minimal lighting, the kind of place designed to break prisoners through sheer bleakness. And in the center of the frame, sitting on crude wooden chairs, were my parents.Samuel and Sil
Chapter 336XENOISI was in the middle of coordinating with Thorne about equipment needs when my phone rang. Zade's name flashed on the screen, and I answered immediately."What's the update?" I asked."We have Shawn secured and he's been debriefed," Zade said. "But instead of driving another three hours to your territory, I was thinking we could use Lake's portal abilities. Think he could handle opening a gateway for six people plus supplies?"I glanced toward the living room where I could hear the kids setting up their makeshift command center. "Let me ask him."I found Lake arranging laptops and tablets on the coffee table with the careful precision of someone who needed everything to be perfect. Riley was testing communication equipment while Ollie organized maps and reference materials."Lake," I called. "Can you open a portal large enough for Zade's team to come through? Six people plus equipment?"Lake's eyes lit up with the eager determination I'd come to recognize. "Where are
Chapter 335 XENOIS"Then we negotiate while our other teams move into position," I said. "Buy time, keep them talking, make them think we're willing to trade or compromise. Meanwhile, our extraction team finds an alternative entry point and gets Samuel and Silvia out before the negotiation breaks down.""That's a lot of moving parts," Lake observed. "A lot of things that could go wrong.""Which is why we're taking twelve hours to plan instead of rushing in immediately," I said. "To identify potential problems, create backup plans, prepare for contingencies. The more we plan now, the better our chances of success later."I turned away from the map to look at them directly."I know you want to help. I know you feel helpless and scared and frustrated that you can't do anything. But the reality is that the best way you can help is by staying safe and trusting me. Can you do that?"They exchanged glances—some silent communication passing between them that I couldn't quite interpret. Then
Chapter 334XENOIS But he was also Samuel and Silvia's grandson. My son. A future alpha in his own right, even if he didn't know it yet. He deserved honest answers, not empty platitudes."We think they're being held near the Silvercrest nest in the mountains," I explained. "That's a nightwalker stronghold that's isolated and defensible. Zade's scouts are gathering intelligence about the location, about guard numbers, about entry and exit points. We'll have detailed information before we move.""And it probably is a trap," Riley added quietly, his tactical mind already working through the implications. "If they wanted to capture your parents, they might also want to capture you. Use your emotional connection against you, make you come charging in angry and reckless.""Which is why I'm not charging in angry and reckless," I said. "Why I'm waiting twelve hours to plan properly, to coordinate with allies, to approach this strategically instead of emotionally.""Can we help?" Lake asked s
Chapter 333XENOISI stood in my office, staring at the phone in my hand for a solid minute after Zade hung up, trying to process everything he'd just told me.My parents had been kidnapped by a coalition led by Jerome Thorne—the brother of the nightwalker we currently held prisoner. They were being held somewhere near the Silvercrest nest, probably being tortured for crimes they'd committed forty years ago during the territorial wars. And I had twelve hours to wait before mounting a rescue operation.Twelve hours.Seven hundred and twenty minutes for my parents to suffer at the hands of people who'd spent decades planning their revenge.My wolf was howling inside me, demanding action, demanding I shift and run toward the mountains and tear apart anyone standing between me and my family. Every alpha instinct I had screamed that waiting was wrong, that hesitation meant failure, that real leaders acted immediately to protect their own.But I also knew Zade was right. Going in blind, wit







