FAZER LOGINWe made our way back to the study. Sitting down behind my desk, I leaned my head back, closing my eyes with a sigh. I couldn’t help but have my mind reeling with the thought that if the Alpha of a pack can do this to their own son, how many others are suffering under similar treatment. It’s no secret that some Alphas in powerful positions take advantage of their power to belittle those under them, but this? This was beyond petty power plays. This was blatant disregard for human life entirely. If Alpha Rannulfus truly treats others in his pack, such as Raymond, then putting a stop to his tyranny is paramount. I sat up straight and flicked my gaze to Atticus, who, seeing my serious expression, stepped forward. “Atticus, get Alpha Blake Silver on the phone. He’s the leader of Silverstreak in Pennsylvania; I want to discuss cooperation. That man can’t stand Nightshade and has been looking for a reason to sink his teeth into them. I don’t believe he’ll have any reason to not join in the sp
(Draven’s POV)I stepped into the conference room, flanked by my brothers and Atticus trailing behind a few steps. I had already reviewed the documents Atticus had prepared, and a thick file sat on the table. Compiled with all documentation that was gathered in the hospital, along with information on Raymond’s home pack, and the trainees currently enrolled in the training program.Most of them are notorious troublemakers who were kicked out from other packs for various reasons. The only one with a clean record was one of Raymond’s friends, Roth Evans. No prior offenses or disciplinary action from outside packs. From what our instructors said, he was a good kid with potential. He’s also been asking about Raymond ever since he was admitted to the hospital. We haven’t had a chance to meet with him yet, but his instructor, Alpha Chase, was able to give him discreet updates on Raymond’s condition.The others rose upon our arrival, saluting and bowing their heads.“Good afternoon, Alpha,” t
Monica came into the room shortly after, shadowed by Elijah and Mateo. They were pushing in carts full of food and drinks. I damn near jumped out of the bed. The ridiculous amount of food was enough to feed an army; even if we all dug in, there would still be plenty of leftovers for the next few days.I stared at her with wide eyes. “Where did this all come from? And are you planning to feed the whole pack with this?” She must have heard the exasperation in my voice, because she lifted an eyebrow and rolled her eyes.“Looks like our cutie pie has underestimated us,” Elijah said with a smirk. “We brought a little of everything since we weren’t sure what you’d want, and refuse to skip out on a chance to spoil such a good boy,” he said with a wink.I glanced at the brothers, who were looking at me with doting expressions.Alright, whatever. If they’re going to insist on spoiling me, I’ll let them. I wasn’t used to being spoiled, and it felt damn good. I’m too tired to argue, and I wasn’t
The brothers quickly sprang into action, clearing a path and making sure everything I might need was within reach: towels, fresh clothes, even a new toothbrush and a bottle of body wash that smelled faintly of sandalwood and cedar. My heart hammered in my chest as Draegan scooped me up effortlessly, his strong arms cradling me against his bare chest.“Don’t worry, little one. Just sit back and allow us to take care of you,” he murmured, his breath warm against the shell of my ear.The en suite bathroom was as luxurious as the rest of the VIP room; spacious, gleaming, and fit for royalty. Colt adjusted the water on the large standing shower, waiting until the steam filled the room before testing it with his hand.Draegan sat me on a bench, my back against the wall; the cool tile against my bare skin sent a jolt through me. Colt knelt in front of me, peeling off my hospital gown, his fingers grazing my skin. I tried to keep my breathing steady, but it was a losing battle. I could feel a
I woke slowly, sunlight streaming in through the blinds and painting warm stripes across the covers. For a moment, I forgot where I was. I just lay there, basking in the warmth and comfort of the bed.I stretched carefully, testing the sore muscles along my sides. There was still a dull ache near my incision, but it was less sharp than before. I let myself enjoy a few slow breaths, taking in the peace of the morning.If this was my home pack, by now I would have been planning out strategies for survival and avoiding as many confrontations as possible. But here, I didn’t have to be on edge, which was new for me. Not complaining, anything but complaining, just an adjustment.My nose picked up on the scent of freshly brewed coffee. I glanced at the table beside my bed, and sure enough, a mug filled with coffee wa
Draven quickly started rubbing my back while Colt placed his hand on my thigh. Draegan held my hand, brushing his thumb slowly across my knuckles. Elijah brought the oxygen mask to my face, compensating for the lack of air flowing through my lungs. Mateo walked briskly to the kitchen, filling a glass of water. The wolves reacted almost immediately. Anubis raised his head, his ears perking up. His blood-red eyes watched me intently. A low rumble vibrated deep within his chest. Fenrir jumped off the bed, paced a few times before settling beside Colt. His midnight-black fur bristled along his shoulders, his attention constantly shifting between me and the monitors. Odin moved last. His deep crimson coat caught the light as he shifted toward me, lowering his massive head until his muzzle hovered near my knee. His ears flattened slightly, and his eyes fixated on my face. The cool plastic of the oxygen mask pressed against my face, the faint rush of oxygen filling the space around my







