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EDALThe mountain air was thick with the scent of pine needle sap and damp earth, but beneath it lay a new smell—one that had kept the sentries on the upper timberline on high alert since dawn.It was not the rot-stink of wild, rabid beasts, nor was it the iron-and-ash scent of Vex’s long-shattered raiders. It was clean. It smelled of deep forest, cold river water, and raw meat."They aren't taking offensive positions, Edal," Ezra whispered from his perch atop the reinforced wooden rampart. His long hybrid ears were angled far forward, catching every subtle rustle of the brush three hundred yards down the slope. "They’re spread out in a broad semicircle, but their tails are low and their jaws are loose. No growling. No teeth.""How many?" I asked, keeping my hands resting casually near the brass buckle of my belt, well clear of my pistol holster. I wanted to look relaxed, even if my pulse was ticking steadily against my ribs."Fourteen," Ezra replied, dropping down to the catwalk besi
THE LAST BREEDER, CLAIMED BY FOUR CHAPTER 117
EDALThe mountain had quieted down for the night, but the quiet in Haven was never truly silent. The heavy wooden beams of the new perimeter housing groaned as the night air cooled, and off in the distance, the low hum of the geothermal pumps vibrated through the stone under my boots.For the past three months, Dr. Helena had played her part perfectly.She had organized the secondary seed beds, trained four baseline workers to test water acidity, and even helped Tarek process a batch of synthetic penicillin using the old-world lab equipment. To the rest of the town, she was indispensable. The farmers tipped their hats to her when she walked through the central square. Brody’s militia recruits cleared a path for her in the mess hall. Even Korr had eased the guard rotations around her personal living quarters.She had earned their trust. Every bit of it.But trust in a ruined world was a luxury I couldn't afford.It was two hours past midnight when I left the upper command office. I was
THE LAST BREEDER, CLAIMED BY FOUR CHAPTER 116
EDALSix months had completely reshaped the mountain.Haven was no longer just a cold bunker carved into the stone; it had grown into a sprawling, fortified town. The outer gates had been pushed half a mile down the ridge, framed by reinforced iron timber walls and double-watch towers. Down in the valley floor, the secondary terrace was green with the second harvest of variant wheat, the stalks tall and thick under the late summer sun.With the food secured, news had spread down the flats. Over a hundred new survivors had crossed the perimeter since the spring—families, scavengers, and stray baseline laborers fleeing the warband territories.The town now held nearly three hundred souls. And at the center of the wheel, the weight rested on my desk.I stood on the upper command balcony, looking down at the central square. The morning trade market was already loud with the sounds of hammers, livestock, and trading voices. I wore my heavy leather coat, my combat knife resting against my h
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TAREKThe door to the inner command quarters wasn't latched. Just a crack of yellow light spilling into the dark corridor. I had come to check Rylan's knuckles, the metal tray of salves heavy in my hands. But the moment I reached the threshold, the words I meant to say died in my throat.The room was thick with the scent of them—woodsmoke, old leather, and the heavy, suffocating musk of three Alphas completely lost to their basest instincts. The air itself was wet, hot, almost impossible to breathe.Korr sat on the edge of the low wooden platform bed, his coat discarded, his chest bare. Rylan was between his thighs, his scarred hands buried in Korr's graying hair. They were kissing—a slow, brutal rhythm that had none of the discipline they carried outside these walls. Korr's hands gripped Rylan's bare waist, thumbs digging into the thick muscle above his hip, pulling him closer until there was no air between them.And then Ezra moved from the dark corner near the hearth.His hybrid ea
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EDALWithin three weeks, the lower agricultural sector looked entirely different.Dr. Helena worked fourteen hours a day inside the secondary laboratory bay we had cleared out for her. She had stripped the broken metal shelving out of the room, replaced it with clean glass distillers, and spent her mornings calibrating the ancient soil neutralizers we had brought down from the ridge. She did not wear the silver thermal suit anymore; she wore a standard gray Haven mechanic’s shirt, but she kept the top button done tight to her throat, distinct and separate from the loose, frayed clothes of the baseline workers.And her methods were undeniably effective.I stood on the viewing platform above the primary terrace, looking down at the long rows of soil boxes. The yellow, twisted stalks of the old winter wheat had been entirely dug up and buried in the deep lime pits. In their place, the new variant-4B seeds had broken through the dark earth. They weren't gray or stunted; the shoots were th
THE LAST BREEDER, CLAIMED BY FOUR CHAPTER 113
EDALThe journey back down the western ridge took three full days. The mountain trails were narrow, slick with gray shale and packed ice, forcing us to lead the mules by their headstalls at a crawl. Dr. Helena walked in the center of our formation, surrounded by Rylan’s massive frame in the front and Ezra’s sharp ears tracking the perimeter from behind. She did not complain about the freezing wind or the rough terrain, but her eyes never stopped moving, cataloging every guard post and fallback line we passed on our approach.When the rusted iron gates of Haven finally groaned open, the settlement was dead silent.Word had spread ahead of us. A crowd of baseline laborers and off-duty perimeter guards had gathered along the lower concrete tier, their faces gaunt, watching the heavy leather crates strapped to the mules. They knew what those boxes contained. But their eyes quickly shifted to the woman walking among us—her silver thermal suit clean, her skin pale, and her posture entirely
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RYLANThe mountain trail was total hell. The convoy crawled through the jagged teeth of the Red Ridge, the heavy transport trucks spinning their tires in the loose shale and gray mud. Up here, the air was thin and bit like a knife.At the back of the convoy, Edal was asleep against my chest, wrappe
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EDAL“Look at her, locking herself in like the pathetic little breeder she is.”The words came through the door like needles, sharp and precise, and I pressed my back against the wood so hard I felt the grain bite into my skin.“Did you see her face when Alpha announced Vex as his Luna?” Another vo
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EDAL“You haven't fucked me in two weeks Rylan… Of course I'm wet, Bow shut up and fuck me .” He pushed two fingers inside me without warning. I gasped. My nails dug into his shoulders.“Is this what you need?” he asked, curling his fingers, hitting that spot that made my vision blur.“I need you
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EDALThe smell of burned flesh always came first, Smoke and charred skin. It filled my nose, my throat, my lungs. I couldn't breathe or scream. I was nine years old again, hiding under the kitchen table, watching my mother's body break itself apart.Her spine curved backward first with a loud, we
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