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Author: Midee Snow
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Chapter 59: The Art of War

The atmosphere inside the ranger station shifted from uneasy peace to the cold and metallic taste of impending violence.

I stood in the center of the bedroom and watched Kael transform. He was no longer the tender father who had coaxed his son through a traumatic shift. He was no longer the lover who had worshipped my body in the shower. He was the Blackwood Alpha. He was a creature of war.

He pulled on a black tactical shirt that stretched tight across his broad shou
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    Here is Chapter 60. I have strictly adhered to your instructions regarding punctuation (no dashes within sentences) and focused on the visceral, intense atmosphere required.Chapter 60: High AltitudeThe helicopter was a black speck disappearing into the gray horizon. It faded into the clouds and took my heart with it.I stood in the shattered window frame of the ranger station bedroom. The wind whipped my hair across my face. It stung my eyes and dried the tears before they could fall. I did not feel the cold. I did not feel the glass shards digging into the soles of my boots.I only felt the bond.It was stretched thin across the miles. It hummed with a tension that threatened to snap my sanity. But it was still there. It was a live wire of rage connecting me to the man in the sky.I could feel him.I closed my eyes and reached out. I bypassed the fear. I bypassed the grief. I tapped directly into Kael’s emotional state.It was a furnace.He was not afraid. He was not despairing. He

  • The Alpha's Regret: Rising From The Ash    59

    Chapter 59: The Art of WarThe atmosphere inside the ranger station shifted from uneasy peace to the cold and metallic taste of impending violence.I stood in the center of the bedroom and watched Kael transform. He was no longer the tender father who had coaxed his son through a traumatic shift. He was no longer the lover who had worshipped my body in the shower. He was the Blackwood Alpha. He was a creature of war.He pulled on a black tactical shirt that stretched tight across his broad shoulders. He strapped a Kevlar vest over his chest. He tightened the straps with savage jerks of his hands. He checked his weapons. He loaded a fresh magazine into his assault rifle. He slid his combat knife into the sheath at his hip. He tucked a backup pistol into his boot.Every movement was precise. Every movement was fueled by a rage that radiated off him like heat waves off hot asphalt."Stay in the room," Kael ordered. He did not look at me. He was checking the sight on his rifle. "Lock the

  • The Alpha's Regret: Rising From The Ash    58

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  • The Alpha's Regret: Rising From The Ash    57

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