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DEALS WITH DEVILS

Author: Nicolet Hale
last update Last Updated: 2026-01-11 02:24:31

Aria stared at the woman. "All of them?"

"Every single one." The woman crossed her arms. Confident. "The Council. The Alphas. The whole corrupt system. We're going to burn it down."

"You're insane."

"Maybe." The woman shrugged. "But I'm also your best option right now. So what's it going to be? Join us or die alone?"

Aria's mind raced, torn between suspicion and desperation. This was stupid. Obvious trap. But Kira was behind her, barely standing. Her own arm was bleeding through the bandage. As
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  • THE ALPHA'S CURSED LUNA   THE PRICE OF UNITY

    The network changed everything. But not how we expected.Collective grounding worked too well. Three hundred voices anchoring each other. Three hundred presences refusing void. Three hundred souls choosing reality together.Void adapted.Of course it adapted. It was learning. Studying us. Understanding our resistance. Finding weakness.The weakness was obvious. Connection itself. The thing that made us strong also made us vulnerable.Started during synchronized tremor. Day forty-two of tremors. Network grounding as usual. Three hundred voices speaking together. Anchoring together. Staying together.Then pain. Sudden pain. Collective pain. Like network itself was being attacked. Being twisted. Being weaponized against us.Someone screamed. Through network. Through connection. Through merged reality. Scream that echoed through all three hundred. Scream that was felt not just heard.And they disappeared. Not to void. Through network. Their consciousness didn't go to between. It spread th

  • THE ALPHA'S CURSED LUNA   THE CONVERGENCE

    Week four of tremors. Only thirty wolves remained. Thirty out of original two hundred. The rest gone. Disappeared. Catatonic. Left. Given up. All gone.Thirty stubborn souls choosing to stay. Choosing to fight. Choosing to be present despite everything.We knew each other intimately now. Shared trauma bonded us. Holding each other through tremors. Anchoring each other through void. Being present together through impossible. That created connection. Deep connection. Real connection."We're family now," Kira said. Sitting around fire. Between tremors. Between moments of horror. "Not just pack. Family. Real family. Chosen family. Bonded by surviving together. By choosing to stay together. By being present together. That's real. That's everything."Others agreed. Quiet agreement. Exhausted agreement. But real agreement. We were family. Forged in trauma. Bonded in survival. Connected in presence.That mattered. Really mattered. Gave reason to keep fighting. Keep choosing. Keep being presen

  • THE ALPHA'S CURSED LUNA   BREAKING POINT

    Day twelve of tremors. Reality shaking every two hours. Like clockwork. Predictable horror. Scheduled existential crisis.Pack was breaking. Not suddenly. Slowly. Incrementally. Person by person. Moment by moment. Breaking under cumulative weight of repeated trauma. Of constant exposure to void. Of being forced to choose reality over and over and over."I can't do this anymore," someone said. Council meeting. Voice flat. Eyes empty. Broken already. "I can't keep choosing here. Keep fighting to stay present. Keep being real. I'm tired. So tired. I just want to stop. Want to let void take me. Want to stop fighting."Others agreed. Quiet agreement. Exhausted agreement. Broken agreement. They were done. Finished. Unable to continue."You have to keep trying," Kieran said. Desperate encouragement. Leader trying to lead. "You have to keep choosing. Keep being present. Keep""Why?" the person interrupted. Not angry. Just genuinely asking. Genuinely needing reason. "Why keep trying? What's th

  • THE ALPHA'S CURSED LUNA   THE SECOND WAVE

    Month after Marcus returned. No other returns. Hope faded for most. Acceptance settled. Grief became permanent. Life continued.Then reality changed again. Fundamentally changed.Started with tremors. Not flickers. Different. Deeper. Like reality itself shaking. Like existence having earthquakes. Tremors that made everything vibrate. Made colors shift. Made sounds distort. Made being feel wrong.First tremor lasted three seconds. Brief but terrifying. Everyone felt it. Everyone stopped. Everyone waited for what came next.Nothing came. Just tremor. Then normal. Then continued existence."What was that?" Maya asked. Fear obvious. Voice shaking. Everyone shaking."I don't know," I admitted. Honest answer. Uncertain answer. Real answer. "Something new. Something different. Something worse maybe."Second tremor came six hours later. Stronger. Longer. Ten seconds of reality shaking. Of existence vibrating. Of everything feeling wrong.And this time something else happened. During tremor. D

  • THE ALPHA'S CURSED LUNA   THE FIRST RETURN

    Three weeks after pattern broke. After anyone became target. After everything became uncertain. We'd lost ninety-two wolves total. Ninety-two people erased. Ninety-two voids in reality.Then something impossible happened.Someone came back.Not returned. Not rescued. Not found. Just suddenly there. Where they hadn't been. Where void had been. Suddenly real again.Marcus. Young wolf. Bonded three weeks. Disappeared during ceremony celebration. Gone for seventeen days. Void for seventeen days. Nothing for seventeen days.Then there. Just there. Standing in clearing. Confused. Disoriented. Real.His mate found him first. Screamed. Thought she was hallucinating. Thought grief had broken her. Thought she was seeing ghosts.But others saw him too. Touched him. Felt him. Confirmed reality. He was real. He was back. He was returned.Pack erupted. Confusion. Joy. Terror. Hope. Everything simultaneously. If one returned. Could others? Could everyone? Was disappearance reversible? Was void tempo

  • THE ALPHA'S CURSED LUNA   WHEN THE PATTERN BREAKS

    Two weeks after revealing the pattern. Fifty-three newly bonded pairs had disappeared. One hundred and six wolves. Gone. Erased. Nothing.The numbers were staggering. Devastating. Impossible to process fully. Each one was person. Life. Story. Love. All gone. All nothing.Pack mourned constantly. Grief became background noise. Became normal. Became just how things were. People cried while working. Grieved while eating. Mourned while living. All of it simultaneously. All of it real.Dr. Chen worked overtime. Dozens of sessions daily. Grief counseling. Trauma support. Survival coaching. She was exhausted. Everyone was exhausted. Exhaustion became normal too."We can't sustain this," she told me. Private session. Her needing support too. "The grief. The loss. The constant mourning. It's destroying people. Breaking them. They're surviving but not living. Existing but not present. We need something. Some hope. Some relief. Some reason to keep going.""I don't have hope," I admitted. Honest.

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