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Penulis: Bella Fyre
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The call came through a number Decker didn’t recognize. That alone was enough to make him pause. He stared at the screen for half a second, something in his instincts sharpening not alarm, not exactly… awareness. Then he answered.

“Decker.” A familiar voice came through the line. “Nice to know you answer unknown numbers.”

Decker’s expression didn’t change. “Matthew.”

On the other end, Matthew let out a quiet breath of something that might’ve been approval. “Took you long enough to realiz
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    63 Decker made the decision before breakfast was even over. He didn’t ease into it. Didn’t circle it. Didn’t present it as a possibility. He set his coffee down, looked across the table at Tony, then at Lotty, and said, “The Luna ceremony happens in two days.” Silence dropped over the small morning meal. Tony’s eyes lifted first, sharp and immediately approving. Lotty blinked once. Then again. Across the room, Megan, who had joined Morgan for breakfast at Decker’s invitation because apparently he enjoyed chaos, went perfectly still. Decker didn’t look at her. He kept his eyes on Lotty. “I want you in position,” he said. “Formally. Publicly. No more uncertainty.” His voice lowered slightly. “And I want you in the pack link before anyone else decides to test what you are to me.” That last part landed hard. Because it was true. Too true. Lotty set her fork down slowly. Two days. The ceremony. The pack. The title. The responsibility. She should have hesitated more. Should have needed

  • The Alpha Forgets    62

    62 The call came through a number Decker didn’t recognize. That alone was enough to make him pause. He stared at the screen for half a second, something in his instincts sharpening not alarm, not exactly… awareness. Then he answered. “Decker.” A familiar voice came through the line. “Nice to know you answer unknown numbers.” Decker’s expression didn’t change. “Matthew.” On the other end, Matthew let out a quiet breath of something that might’ve been approval. “Took you long enough to realize you needed help.” “I didn’t realize,” Decker said flatly. “Tony convinced me.” Matthew huffed softly. “Smart man.” Decker leaned back in his chair, eyes flicking briefly toward the closed office door. “How did you get this number?” A pause. Then. “That,” Matthew said calmly, “is part of the point.” Silence settled. Heavy. Intentional. “You’re not as secure as you think,” Matthew continued. “Your internal systems, your communications, even your private lines there are gaps.” Decker’s jaw t

  • The Alpha Forgets    61

    61 By the time Decker stepped into his office, there was no trace of blood left on him. Not on his hands. Not on his clothes. Not on his skin. But it hadn’t left him. It lingered in the way he moved, controlled, deliberate, like every step had purpose. It lived in the stillness of his expression, in the quiet weight of his presence that pressed into the room before he even spoke. Morgan was already there. Of course he was. Seated comfortably in one of the chairs as if he belonged there, one leg crossed over the other, hands resting loosely against his knee. Megan stood near the window, her attention drifting lazily over the grounds outside. Both of them turned when Decker entered. And both of them felt it. The shift. Morgan’s eyes sharpened immediately. “That didn’t take long,” he said. Decker closed the door behind him with a soft click. “No.” Morgan leaned back slightly, studying him. “Something happened.” Decker didn’t sit. Didn’t offer pleasantries. “Silver Claw.” Megan’s

  • The Alpha Forgets    60

    60 The door to the holding cell opened with a slow, grinding scrape of metal on stone. And then silence. Not the kind that followed peace. The kind that followed something breaking. Tony stepped back instinctively as Decker walked out. There was blood. A lot of it. Not splattered randomly. Not chaotic. Purposeful. Controlled violence. It streaked across Decker’s hands, soaked into his sleeves, darkened the front of his shirt in heavy, uneven patches. Some of it had dried already, cracked along his knuckles. Some of it was still fresh, glistening under the low lights of the corridor. His expression was worse. Flat. Cold. Finished. The guards outside the cell straightened, then immediately looked down, instinctively avoiding his gaze. Predator. After the kill. Tony stepped forward slowly. “Alive?” he asked. Decker didn’t stop walking. “Yes.” Tony exhaled, tension easing just slightly. Good. That meant answers. “Talk,” Tony said, falling into step beside him. Decker dragged a hand

  • The Alpha Forgets    59

    59 Morning came slower than usual. Not because the sun lingered. Because the night hadn’t lasted long enough. Lotty woke with that strange, weighted awareness that came after too little sleep and too much tension. For a moment she stayed still, staring at the ceiling, listening. The packhouse was awake. Distant footsteps. Voices in the hall. Movement. Normal. But beneath it something else. Tighter. More alert. She turned her head. Decker was already up. Dressed. Moving quietly near the window, speaking low into the pack link she could feel the subtle hum of it even if she couldn’t hear the words. Planning. Adjusting. Preparing. She pushed herself up, rubbing a hand over her face. “You’re up early.” He glanced back. “I didn’t sleep much.” “Same.” A small pause. “You don’t have to go to the hospital today,” he said. “I know.” “And you’re not leaving the packhouse.” Lotty raised a brow. “That sounded less like a suggestion.” “It wasn’t.” She studied him. The control in his vo

  • The Alpha Forgets    58

    58 Decker didn’t go downstairs. He didn’t go near the holding cells. He didn’t even ask to see the rogue again. Because he knew exactly what would happen if he did. There would be no interrogation. No answers. Just blood. So instead, he did the one thing that went against every instinct clawing through him. He took Lotty home. The drive back to the packhouse was quiet. Not tense. Not awkward. Just… heavy. Lotty sat beside him, one hand resting loosely in his, her thumb brushing against his knuckles in slow, grounding movements. She wasn’t shaking anymore, but the adrenaline hadn’t fully left her system either. He could still feel it through the bond. Echoing. Fading. But there. “You’re quiet,” she said softly. “I’m thinking.” “That’s usually when something dangerous happens.” His mouth twitched faintly. “Not this time.” She glanced at him. “That’s not reassuring.” “It’s not meant to be.” That earned a small huff from her, but she didn’t push further. She didn’t need to. She

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