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Malia of Silvermoon POV 

"The Moonborn Refuge territory has so much magic pack power inside the soil," Scott Hale says, waving his arms around. "We must take control of those woods today!"

"I know you want that land for your own wolves, Scott," Talia Argent says, nodding her head up and down. "The Argent Silvermoon Pack will fight right beside you, and we will win the whole territory together."

"Thank you so much, Talia," Scott says, showing all his teeth. "I brought some beautiful blue flowers for Malia, but look, they have my bad blood all over them from when Derek hit me."

"Oh, it does not matter at all, Scott!" Talia says, grabbing the messy flowers. "I will keep them in my den since my daughter does not want them anyway."

"I am going to rip Derek's throat out for this," Scott whispers, his eyes turning yellow and angry.

"Sir, we are outside the Silver Fang Healing Center now," Liam Raeken says, opening the door of the big black territory runner for me. "Should I order our warriors to destroy Silvermoon Alpha Holdings tonight? They will disappear from the Beacon Moon Territory forever."

"No, Liam," I say, stepping out into the cold air. "Malia and I are finished, but a true alpha line does not do small bad things for revenge."

"You are the most powerful alpha king in these lands now, Derek," Liam says, bowing his head. "You should not let those weak wolves talk down to you."

"Just stop using street wolf words, Liam," I say, shaking my head. "Go back to the pack house."

"Look at that giant runner car!" a young wolf in the street screams. "Is that Liam Raeken, the biggest power player in the Moon Territory Core?"

"Yes! Why is he opening the door for that young pack healer, Derek Hale?" another wolf asks. "Dr. Hale is just a normal doctor inside the sanctuary."

"No way, a small doctor does not have a top beta wolf acting like his servant! He must be a secret alpha king from another territory."

"Hey, Derek! I heard Malia dumped you like a dead animal!" Noah Raeken laughs, blocking the hallway of the Moon Healers Sanctuary. "She just told the whole Grand Pack Council that Jackson Whittemore is her new chosen alpha candidate!"

"If you are done barking, Noah, get out of my way."

"You think you are big, Derek? Malia is not protecting you anymore, and without the Argent family, you are nothing but a weak omega in this sanctuary!"

"Are you just jealous because no luna ever looks at you, Noah?"

"Do not talk to me like that!" Noah yells, his face turning super red.

"Move out of the way! We need the best moon doctor right now!" a big shadow fang warrior shouts, pushing through the doors with a stretcher. "The Bloodclaw Pack Heiress needs help!"

"Cece, stay awake, please!" Lydia Hale cries, holding the tiny hand of the moonborn pup. "I will save you, I promise!"

"Do not worry, Bloodclaw Pack Heiress," Elder Healing Master Noah Raeken says, running up to them. "Our Lunar Healing Order will use all our magic for your little sister."

"Just get me your top healer, Master Noah," Lydia says, her eyes full of water but her voice sounding like a true leader. "If you save Sydney Hale, our pack dominion will give you all the resources you want."

"I will lead the healing spell myself," Noah says, looking around at the young pack healers. "But I need the most skilled warrior healer to help me inside the sanctuary room."

"Pick me, Ms. Rhodes! I mean, Ms. Hale!" Noah Raeken shouts, pushing past everyone. "I am Dr. Noah, and I can save the pup!"

"Is he really the best you have?" Lydia asks, looking at him with a mean face. "My sister needs a legendary moon healer."

"Actually, Noah, Derek Hale is much better than your son," an old healer whispers in Noah's ear. "Everyone in the Whispering Moon Woods knows Derek has the best healing hands."

"Yes, let Derek do it," another old wolf says. "He is the only one who can save a dying pup."