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Vanessa's voice cuts through the mindlink like a knife. Scared but steady. Fighting but overwhelmed.
*Caleb. Eastern border. Twenty hostiles. Derek brought reinforcements. We're holding but barely.*
The Alpha in me explodes to the surface. Not the boy who fumbled my mate introduction in front of everyone. Not the friend who let Neah's shoulder drop because my wolf reacted to Vanessa's growl. The Alpha. The l
POV: LiamThe production labs are a fortress.Reinforced walls. Military-grade security. And corrupted hybrids defending it like their lives depend on what's inside.Maybe they do."Third wave," I say into the comm. "Breach formation. Jax, take point. Marcus, cover right flank. I'll take center.""Copy that," Jax responds.I shift. Kain exploding forward. Massive black wolf with blue eyes burning like fire.The corrupted hybrids meet us at the entrance. Twenty of them. Enhanced. Stable. Deadly.But we're an army. And we're done playing defense.Kain tears through the first line. Claws ripping. Teeth tearing. Alpha fury unleashed.Jax flanks in wolf form. Gray and lethal. Military precision in every strike.Marcus coordinates the warriors. Shadow Peak wolves moving in perfect formation. Overwhelming the defenders through sheer numbers and skill.The corrupted hybrids fall back. Not
POV: MicahI run.Kessler over my shoulder. Vault collapsing behind us. Every instinct screaming at me to drop him and save myself.But I don't.Because dropping him makes me my father. Makes me the man who chose ambition over humanity. Who let people die in pursuit of progress.I'm not him. I refuse to be him.The tunnel shakes. Stone falling in chunks the size of cars. My shields up. Barely holding."Micah!" Sera's voice ahead. Desperate. "Leave him! You'll die!""Then I die! Keep moving!"Neah appears at the tunnel mouth. Reaching. Golden light blazing. "Give him to me! I can shield you both!"I throw Kessler forward. Into her arms. Into her golden energy.Then the tunnel gives.Complete structural collapse. A thousand tons of stone falling.I dive. Feel the weight coming down. Feel death reaching.Then golden light wraps around me. Neah's power. Pulling. Hauling.
POV: MicahThe vault shakes.Stone cracking. Ancient support beams groaning. The energy explosion from Neah and Kessler's contact point destabilized the entire chamber.We're fifty feet underground. In a structure built thousands of years ago. And it's collapsing."Everyone out!" Aldara shouts. "NOW!"I raise shields immediately. Golden barriers covering Sera and the nearest warriors. Protecting them from falling debris.A chunk of ceiling the size of a car crashes down. My shield catches it. Holds. But barely.The strain is immediate. Massive. I've never held this much weight before."Micah!" Sera's voice. Urgent. "You can't hold that!""I don't have to hold it long. Just long enough for you to run."She hesitates. Gold eyes meeting mine. Understanding.Then she grabs the warriors. "Move! Go! Now!"They run toward the exit tunnel. Aldara covers them with her own Lycan shields. Ancient power re
POV: NeahThe Lycan Council stands before me.Three ancient beings radiating power that makes the lunar stone's energy feel like a candle next to the sun.The woman steps forward. Silver hair. Ageless face. Eyes that have seen millennia. "I am Elder Moira. Council Prime. This is Elder Theron and Elder Cassius."The two male Lycans nod. Silent. Assessing."We felt the activation," Moira continues. "Felt the Dormant Luna wake and bond with the lunar stone. Such an event has not occurred in over a thousand years. We had to see for ourselves.""See what?" I ask. Voice steadier than I feel."Whether you are salvation or catastrophe."Aldara emerges from the packhouse. Moving fast. Face tight with concern. "Elder Moira. I did not expect the Council to intervene.""We do not intervene. We observe. We jud
POV: NeahThe surface force hits the packhouse in minutes.I'm already moving. Racing up from the vault. Golden energy barely contained. Exhaustion pulling at every cell.But I don't have time to rest. Don't have time to recover.Thirty corrupted hybrids are coming for my home.I emerge from the tunnel entrance at a dead run. The packhouse looms ahead. Wolves mobilizing. The home defense team—older warriors, younger trainees, anyone who stayed behind.Diane. Elena. Vanessa.My family. Unprotected.Through the golden awareness, I feel them. The corrupted hybrids. Crashing through the forest. Moving with military precision.They're not trying to capture me anymore. This is extermination.I plant my feet at the edge of the training grounds. Between the forest and the packho
POV: NeahThe vault is silent.Too silent.I stand in the center of the ancient chamber. Golden veins glowing faintly beneath my skin. Eyes pure liquid gold. The lunar stone's power humming through every cell.Around me, twenty elite warriors hold position. Iron Valley's finest. Trained by Theo. Led by Shane and Miles in Caleb's absence.Micah stands at the east entrance. Shields ready. Golden energy flowing through his hands.Sera kneels at the west. Palms pressed to stone. Tracking everything beneath us.Aldara watches from the shadows. Ancient. Patient. Trusting me to do what needs to be done.Through the golden awareness, I feel them coming.Forty corrupted signatures. Moving through solid rock like it's water. Enhanced. Coordinated. Deadly.But behind them. Something else
THEOThe excavation takes three days.Careful work. Precise measurements. Ground-penetrating radar to map the chamber before we dig. Marcus wanted to rush it. Liam wanted to wait. I convinced them both that doing it right meant doing it slowly.Now we're fifty feet underground in a hand-carved tunn
NEAHDr. Sera stabilizes Micah within the hour. IV fluids. Pain medication. Careful monitoring of his vitals while his body fights whatever is breaking inside him.I sit in the medical wing waiting room while she works. Elena sits across
NEAHThe sound of screeching tires. Metal folding like paper. Glass exploding everywhere. My body flying forward but my hands grabbing nothing but air. Then impact. Hard and sudden and final.I jolted up in bed gasping for air. My chest was heaving and my shirt was soaked through with sweat. The ro
PrologueWhat do you do when you are a human in a wolf pack and your best friend is the next Alpha?You keep up. That's what. Or you try to keep up as much as a human body will let you.Neah and Caleb have been joined at the hip since the day they were born. Literally. Their mothers were best frien







