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Pack Meeting

Author: Mirae Melaina
last update Last Updated: 2026-01-07 21:47:10

The warehouse was packed.

Anya stood beside Dimitri, feeling every pair of eyes on her. Sixty Volkov pack members. Enforcers, soldiers, associates. All gathered because word had spread. Word about what she'd been. Who she'd been sent to destroy.

CIA operative. Infiltrator. Enemy.

"This is a mistake," she said quietly. "I should wait outside. Let you handle..."

"You're Luna. You stand beside me. Always." Dimitri's voice was firm. But she felt his tension through the bond. Felt his worry. "They need to see you're pack now. That you chose us."

"Some of them want me dead."

"I know. That's why you're standing here. Showing you're not afraid. That you have every right to be here."

Viktor stepped forward. The enforcer she'd trained with. His expression was carefully neutral. "Pakhan. The pack is assembled. They're... restless. Angry. They want answers."

"They'll get them." Dimitri squeezed Anya's hand once. Brief. Then stepped forward. Alpha posture. Command presence. "Listen up. I know you
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  • THE PAKHAN'S STOLEN OMEGA   Maya's Dilemma

    The video call connected at midnight.Maya Chen's face appeared on screen. Beautiful. Asian features. Eyes that had seen too much. The weariness of someone who'd been undercover too long. Who'd been weapon pretending to be person until the lines blurred."Objective Seven," she said. Formal. Careful. "Or should I call you Anya?""Anya. Please. I'm not Objective Seven anymore. Just... Anya.""Just Anya who declared war on Project Seventh. Who refused extraction. Who chose her target over her mission." Maya's expression was unreadable. "You're either bravest person I've ever met or stupidest.""Probably both."That got a smile. Small. Genuine. "Yeah. Probably. I'm..." She stopped. "I'm Maya. Not Objective Twelve. Not anymore. Just Maya. Mother. Operative. Person trying to survive impossible situation.""Tell me about Yuki."Maya's face transformed. Softened. The mother replacing the operative. "She's eight. Smart. So smart. She draws. Constantly. Fills notebooks with flowers and animals

  • THE PAKHAN'S STOLEN OMEGA   Contact Other Objectives

    The encrypted message took Anya three hours to compose.She sat in Dimitri's office, surrounded by files on Project Seventh's other operations. Thirty-seven Objectives. Thirty-seven operatives like her. Sent to infiltrate. To subvert. To destroy from within.How many had chosen their targets over their missions? How many were trapped like she'd been? How many were waiting... hoping... for someone to reach out?"You sure about this?" Dimitri asked. He stood behind her, hands on her shoulders. Grounding. "Once you send these messages, there's no taking them back. If even one of them reports you to Eleanor...""Then Eleanor already knows where we are. Already has surveillance on us. Already..." Anya stopped. Took a breath. "We're exposed regardless. Might as well try to save whoever we can.""Some of them won't want saving. Some will be loyal. Completely committed to Project Seventh.""I know. But some won't be. Some will be like me... questioning, doubting, looking for way out." She pul

  • THE PAKHAN'S STOLEN OMEGA   Dimitri Researches Project Seventh

    Dimitri couldn't sleep.He lay beside Anya, sedated, healing from seven brutal fights, and tried not to think about how close he'd come to losing her. How she'd stood alone against seven enemies. How she'd won but could have died.How she'd been willing to die to protect her sister. To protect pack. To prove loyalty that should never have been questioned.He was proud. Terrified. Furious. All of it tangled together into something that made his chest ache.At 3 AM, he gave up on sleep. Kissed Anya's forehead, careful of the bruises, and went to his office. Where the computer waited. Where the intelligence she'd gathered on Project Seventh was stored. Encrypted. Waiting to be analyzed.He'd been avoiding it. Avoiding the reminder of what she'd been. Who she'd worked for. What she'd been sent to do.But Boris's betrayal, the conspiracy, the threats, had changed things. Made him realize: enemies weren't just external. Weren't just Project Seventh. They were internal too. Pack members who'

  • THE PAKHAN'S STOLEN OMEGA   She Handle It Herself

    The challenge was issued at noon.Pack meeting. Mandatory. Everyone gathered in the main hall. Anya stood beside Dimitri, feeling his confusion through the bond. She hadn't told him. Hadn't warned him. This needed to be public. Needed to be her standing alone."I have announcement," she said. Voice carrying. Clear. Authoritative. "I'm issuing formal challenges. Pack combat. Seven challenges. To be fought today. Now."Silence. Shocked. Confused."What?" Dimitri turned to her. "Anya, what are you...""Boris." She ignored Dimitri. Focused on her enemy. "You and six of your supporters. I challenge you. Combat. One-on-one. Traditional pack rules. First blood or submission. Legal. Sanctioned." She smiled. Cold. "You accept, or you back down. Your choice."Boris went pale. Then red. "You can't... this is...""This is pack law. Ancient law. Luna's right to defend herself. Defend pack. Defend family." She looked around. "Anyone who threatens pack can be challenged. Any Luna can issue combat ch

  • THE PAKHAN'S STOLEN OMEGA   Anya Overhears Pack Members Plotting

    The compound was quiet at 2 AM.Anya couldn't sleep. Restless. The pack meeting, the confrontation with Boris, Alexei's public defense, all of it churning in her head. So she walked. Through empty corridors. Through the compound that was slowly becoming home.She heard voices as she passed the old storage room. Low. Conspiratorial. The kind of voices that meant secrets. Meant danger.She should have kept walking. Should have reported it to Dimitri. Should have...But old habits were hard to break. And CIA training said: when you hear plotting, you listen.She pressed herself against the wall. Just out of sight. Just close enough to hear."...can't wait anymore." Boris's voice. Angry. Desperate. "Every day she's alive, she gets stronger. More protected. More... entrenched.""Alexei declared her under his protection." Different voice. Male. One of Boris's supporters. "We can't touch her without going through him.""Then we go through him. Or around him. Or..." Boris stopped. "Or we make

  • THE PAKHAN'S STOLEN OMEGA   Alexei Defends Her Publicly

    The bar was neutral territory.Not Volkov. Not affiliated. Just a place where pack members gathered after hard days. Where alliances formed over vodka and lies were exposed under pressure.Anya shouldn't have come. Knew it was dangerous. Knew Boris and his faction frequented this place. But she was tired of hiding. Tired of being afraid. Tired of letting enemies control her movements.So she came. With Alexei. Just the two of them. Making a statement."This is stupid," Alexei said. But he was grinning. "Brave. But stupid.""Story of my life."They found a table in the corner. Good sight lines. Backs to the wall. Old habits. They ordered vodka. Good stuff. Russian. The kind that burned going down and left clarity in its wake."You know they're here," Alexei said. Not looking. But aware. Always aware. "Boris. Six of his people. Northeast corner. They've been watching since we walked in.""I know.""You're okay with that?""I'm okay with making them uncomfortable. Showing them I'm not af

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