Mag-log inShe taps his shoulder, and he turns with a grin that dies the second he sees her."Sienna?" He tries to put distance between himself and Vanessa. "What are you doing here?""What am I doing here? What are you doing here with her?" She slams a finger into his chest.Vanessa avoids eye contact because she knows exactly what Chase and Sienna have been doing. But I’m in no position to lecture; I was under Kai while Ethan thought we were solid."Sienna, let's discuss this outside." Chase tries to grab her arm."No." She shoves him back. "We can settle this right here."His eyes narrow. "I'm not like your best friend, Sienna.""What is that supposed to mean?" she snarls.He steps into her space, and I square my shoulders, moving in. "It means I don't want our private business broadcasted to the whole pack.""Then perhaps you shouldn't parade your indiscretions through two different houses in one night," I offer. I never learned the art of silence when a comeback was available.His eyes snap
We both slam the shots down, the burn of the alcohol matching the fire in our blood. Hissing out a breath, Sienna twirls her finger in the air toward Declan. "Keep the rhythm going.""Caution is for humans." He pours two more. "Is there a specific fire I can help you two put out?" he asks, sliding the glasses across the marble."Negative." She tosses hers back, and I swallow mine in one fluid motion."The moon hasn't even reached its peak, gentlemen." He grabs a couple of red cups to mix actual drinks, handing me mine first. "Still favoring the tropical blend?" he asks.I offer a tight smile as I take it. "I do. Much appreciated." I spent a lot of my younger years in this territory, pushing limits. I take a long pull and set the cup down. "Where is that brother of yours?" I ask. Might as well clear the air. Dylan will definitely have some comment about the video leak, and I'd prefer to douse him in this drink now rather than wait for the inevitable.Declan starts laughing as he mixes
"Chase didn't want to do the cinema thing. When I told him I wanted to hang out with you, he suggested Kai’s bash so I’d be there when you got back."I nod, watching the crowd of hockey players and pack groupies swarming the front lawn of the Carter mansion. I grew up with Dylan and Declan Carter; their family has more money than God. Any excuse to turn their parents’ estate into a den of debauchery, they take it. The elders must be out of the country again.Dylan and I have a messy history, but I’m past the point of shame. It is what it is. Besides, if Dylan hadn't been such an amateur and panicked when things got visceral, who knows if Kai would have stepped in to show me what true dominance looked like."What's the plan when you run into Chase and that girl?" I ask. We’re only here because she’s on a mission to confirm the rumors about her boyfriend's infidelity."I’m... not sure yet." She gives a jagged laugh. "Depends on how much vodka I’ve processed by the time we find them.""Y
Takumi merely offers a chilling smirk as if that’s the entire point. In this world, the only exit strategy is a body bag. "Report the fallout," Takumi commands."Kai put one down, and I dropped another," Ryder informs him, his voice flat. "The vehicle and the remains have been scrubbed."Takumi gives a curt nod of approval. "Two casualties. Efficient.""At least we spared this asset," Logan chimes in, raking his fingers through his dark hair to clear it from his face. A deep purple bruise is already blooming under his right eye—a souvenir from the kid back at the extraction point.We were under strict orders to deliver one high-value target, sedated but breathing. Anyone else caught in the crossfire was fair game. Honestly, I know the ones we put down are the lucky ones. I’ve witnessed Takumi make hardened Alphas weep and plead for mercy. Usually, those are the final sounds they ever make."Perhaps I should just outsource every hit to your unit. It would certainly streamline my operat
KAIRyder drops into the medical chair, extending his arm while Takumi stalks over to a workstation and snatches up three heavy black leather restraints that look like reinforced belts. Moving back to Ryder, he commands, “Open your palm.” He presses one of the thick straps directly into the center of his hand. “Grip it,” Takumi adds, and Ryder complies, curling his fingers around the leather. Takumi cinches the strap tight enough around the armrest to make Ryder’s jaw lock, buckling it beneath the metal. He repeats the process with the second strap at the mid-forearm, fusing Ryder’s limb to the chair. The third he tosses into Ryder’s lap. “That one goes between your teeth. Bite down.”“What the—”The heavy steel door groans open behind us, cutting Ryder off. An older man in a clinical white coat steps into the triage. “Good evening, gentlemen.” He offers a sharp, professional smile. “Please, take your marks. Get settled.” He waves toward the various examination tables and beds scatter
KAII’m hunched in the driver’s seat of a blacked-out Cadillac Escalade, the interior smelling of expensive leather and the metallic tang of winter. Logan is sprawled in the passenger seat, aggressively tapping at a mobile game on his phone. The repetitive, digital staccato of gunfire is beginning to grate on my nerves."Hell yeah—get wrecked. Die, you son of a bitch..." Logan practically bounces off the leather as he shouts at the screen."You’re vibrating the entire damn rig, man," Ryder snaps from the back, kicking the rear of Logan’s seat. "How are we supposed to keep a low profile if this truck looks like it’s rocking from a heavy session?"Mason lets out a dark chuckle from the corner."You’re just salty because I dismantled your defense three rounds ago," Logan shoots back.Ryder grunts and settles back into the shadows.Suddenly, my phone vibrates through the Bluetooth, the sharp ringtone cutting through the tension. An Unknown ID flashes on the console. "Cut the noise," I com
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