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"Jump, Maya! Now!"

Malakai’s voice cracked over the roar of a world tearing itself apart. He gripped the edge of the jagged obsidian rift, his fingers bleeding, his knuckles white against the dark stone. Below them, the Atlantic didn't exist. The water had been replaced by a swirling, violent drain of white light that sucked the clouds, the air, and the very screams of the dying into its center.

"I can't—my legs won't move!" Maya stood five feet from the edge. Her knees shook. Snot mixed with t
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  • The Alpha’s Dirty Little Secret   97

    "Step into the white, Victor. Don't look at the sky."Elodie’s voice was a ragged edge, nearly lost to the roar of a world folding in on itself. Behind them, the Blackwood Estate wasn't just crumbling; it was dissolving into gray ash. The very air tasted like burnt paper and ozone. Victor didn't turn. He couldn't. If he looked back at the ruins of the life they’d clawed out of the dirt, he’d never find the legs to move forward."I'm right here." Victor’s fingers crushed hers. "I'm not letting go.""The others—are they through?" Elodie squinted into the brilliance of the Great Hall. The doorway had become a jagged tear in reality, vomiting a light so pure it stripped the color from her hair and the warmth from her skin."Leo went first. Malakai and Maya right behind him." Victor pulled her toward the threshold. "It’s just us. The last two ghosts in the house."They stepped into the light.The world didn't just end. It exploded into every scent Victor had ever known. The metallic tang o

  • The Alpha’s Dirty Little Secret   96

    "You’re shaking, Victor."Elodie’s hand found his. Her skin was dry, papery, a far cry from the marble goddess she’d been inside the Spire. She looked human. She looked exhausted. Around them, the Blackwood Estate groaned. Ivy—thick, black, and smelling of rot—choked the white columns. The roof had caved in over the grand ballroom, letting in a sky that was no longer blue but a bruised, static-filled gray."It's the cold." Victor pulled his coat tighter. His ribs ached. Every breath was a reminder of the tank shell, of the fire, of the meat he’d put back on his bones. "Or maybe it's just this place. It feels like a tomb.""It is a tomb." Elodie stepped over a shattered vase. "The world we built here... it doesn’t fit anymore. Look at the wolves, Victor."He looked. In the courtyard below, millions of them were gathered. They weren't fighting. They weren't howling. They stood in a silence so absolute it made his ears ring. Wolves of every breed—gray, black, silver, and those with the v

  • The Alpha’s Dirty Little Secret   95

    "Where is the floor?"Victor’s voice didn't echo. It didn't even travel. The words just existed, suspended in a space that wasn't air and wasn't water. He tried to look down. His boots were gone. His legs were gone. Below the line of his waist, he was a smear of charcoal and violet smoke, bleeding into a world that looked like a canvas left out in a storm."Stop moving, Victor. You’re blurring."Elodie was five feet away. She wasn't solid. Her edges shifted, soft as a brushstroke. One second she was the woman he’d fought beside in the London rain, and the next she was a tall, golden figure with eyes like suns. The transition didn't hurt. It hummed."I can't feel my hands, El. I can't—" Victor looked at his arm. It was a jagged streak of shadow. He willed it to be solid. He pictured the scars, the hair, the grit under his fingernails.The shadow snapped into flesh."Don't do that." Elodie drifted closer. She didn't walk; the colors around her just rearranged themselves to bring her to

  • The Alpha’s Dirty Little Secret   94

    "Don't let go, Victor."Elodie’s fingers crushed his. Her skin was shedding. Not like a snake, but like a burnt-out star. Flecks of gold light drifted off her shoulders, dissolving before they hit the black, oily slush of the ridge. Below them, the world was a jagged mouth of shadows. The Atlantic Ocean was gone, replaced by a swirling, violet vacuum that sucked the very air from the sky."I’m right here." Victor pulled her closer. His own hand was turning translucent. He looked down and saw his own heart pulsing through his ribs. It wasn't red. It was a vibrating violet engine. "Look at the Spire, El. Just the Spire.""It’s so heavy." Elodie’s head snapped back. Her eyes were solid white now, leaking tears of molten gold. "Their hate... it’s like lead. The Ferals. They’re trying to climb the bridge, Victor. They’re trying to bring the dark with them.""They can't. They’re too heavy." Victor looked back at the valley.Thousands of Ferals were screaming. They weren't wolves anymore. Th

  • The Alpha’s Dirty Little Secret   93

    "Get the baby to the Spire, Elodie! Go!"Victor shoved her toward the stairs, his palm slick with the black ink of a dying Feral. He didn't turn around. He couldn't. The courtyard was a slaughterhouse of flickering realities. One second, he was standing on the gravel of a London estate; the next, the ground beneath his boots was made of weeping bone."I'm not leaving you!" Elodie clutched the infant to her chest. The baby’s black eyes were fixed on the sky, reflecting the swirling hole where London met the void. "Victor, look at the sky. It's peeling. We're running out of world!""I'll be right behind you." Victor swung his silver blade. It caught a shadow-creature in the throat. The thing didn't scream. It hissed like steam escaping a pipe. "Malakai! Take her!""I've got her!" Malakai grabbed Elodie’s arm. He dragged her toward the pulsing violet light of the Spire. "Move! Before the military realizes the missiles aren't doing shit!""Victor!" Elodie screamed his name one last time,

  • The Alpha’s Dirty Little Secret   92

    "Hold the line, Elodie! If you blink, we all die!"Victor’s roar was nearly swallowed by the screech of the atmosphere. He stood at the edge of the jagged ridge, his boots sinking into the black, oily slush that used to be soil. Above them, the White Moon wasn't just a rock in the sky. It was a dying eye. Thousands of Ferals knelt in the valley below, their heads tilted back, their throats emitting a synchronized, low-frequency hum. They weren't fighting with claws. They were thinking the light away."I’m—I’m trying!" Elodie’s voice was a thin wire. She stood back-to-back with him, her hands locked in his. Her skin wasn't just pale; it was translucent, glowing with a fierce, metallic gold that pulsed in time with her heart. "They’re so loud, Victor. Their hate... it’s like static in my brain. They want the dark. They’re begging for the end.""Give them something else to look at." Victor squeezed her fingers until the bones creaked. "Don't listen to the valley. Listen to me. Remember t

  • The Alpha’s Dirty Little Secret   CHAPTER 35

    "Who the hell are you?" Elodie’s voice rasped, her hand clutching the jagged edge of a control console. Smoke bit at her throat.The woman standing across the burning bridge of the Air-Fortress didn't flinch. She adjusted her stance, a mirror image of Elodie’s own posture. "I’m the version of you t

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-03-24

  • The Alpha’s Dirty Little Secret   CHAPTER 44

    "What the hell took you so long to pick a side, Sebastian? You waiting for the property value to drop?"Victor didn't look back. He shoved a heavy mahogany sideboard against the library doors, the wood screaming against the marble floor. Outside, the night was a rhythmic thud of flash-bangs and the

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-03-26

  • The Alpha’s Dirty Little Secret   CHAPTER 42

    "Where the hell is Vane? I want a location, Zack. Now!"Victor slammed his palm against the steel map table. The hollow thud echoed through the underground command center, rattling the few remaining monitors that hadn't been fried by the wipe. His knuckles were raw, the skin split and weeping a thi

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-03-25

  • The Alpha’s Dirty Little Secret   CHAPTER 40

    What the hell is that smell? Is someone burning rubber in the infirmary?"Victor slammed the heavy oak door of the war room, the vibration rattling the empty whiskey tumblers on the sideboard. He didn't wait for an answer from the tired-eyed guard by the threshold. He stripped off his scorched tact

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-03-25
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