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The lost packs Terms of the living
ThornBy the time they bring Jeremy into the school infirmary, half the city already has three different versions of the mayor's death and all of them end with me either running, hiding, or preparing to sell Catrista to the Capitol.I stand over the narrow bed while Amber and the old undercity medic from the boiler district work on Jeremy under yellow lamp light. The room smells of boiled linen, iron, and the antiseptic sting that makes Adis go pale and silent in the doorway. Jeremy is breathing. Barely, but he is breathing.That is enough for now.Tjeck puts the ledger in my hand."Read the marked pages first."I do.Ela's runners. Capitol routes. Payments moved through shell accounts with Christopher's crest hidden in the coding. Clay's clinic stock. Batch numbers. Dosage notes. Obedience, confusion, compliance. Wolves turned into manageable things.My jaw locks so hard it hurts.Adis speaks from near the door, voice low. "It's real."I look up. He is standing rigid, one hand worryi
The lost packs Werehouse blood
*Adis*"What the hell happened here?"The voice comes from the loading door, sharp and breathless. I know it before I can turn my head. Tjeck. My muscles are finally starting to unlock, but only in cruel little bursts. Fingers first. Jaw. A twitch in my thigh that goes nowhere. I lie on cold concrete with Ela's blood crawling toward my boot and Jeremy half-collapsed beside me, one hand clamped over his side. He is trying not to make noise. That is how bad it is. "Trap," I get out. My tongue feels thick. "Two runners. Back wall." Tjeck does not waste time asking questions. He shifts course at once, a gray blur in human skin, then a wolf for three long strides, then man again as he hits the crates. A shout follows, one hard thud, another. Someone scrambles. Someone begs. The sound cuts off under a crack of bone. Jeremy sways where he kneels over me. Blood drips from his ribs to the floor in a steady patter that makes my stomach turn. "You stupid bastard," he says, voice thin with
The lost packs Of with her head
*Adis* Just as Ela’s hook descends toward me, time seems to stretch, every agonizing second feeling like an eternity. I brace myself for the pain that’s promised to swallow me whole. But then… out of nowhere… a blur of fur bursts from the shadows, leaping with a ferocity that takes me by surprise. A massive wolf tackles Ela, knocking her to the ground, the force of the impact sending her hook flying. I watch, wide-eyed, as the creature sinks its teeth into her shoulder, a primal growl echoing through the warehouse. The world feels suspended as they wrestle, the chaos of fur and fury overwhelming. “Get off him!” I scream, my voice raw with urgency, but my body remains frozen, still trapped in the grip of electric paralysis. I can only watch as the wolf rips into Ela, the struggle becoming more brutal by the second. But Ela isn’t done yet. Even as the wolf bears down on her, she manages to twist, her hook slicing through the air again. It finds its mark, digging into the wolf’s flan
The lost packs Searching for the truth
*Adis* The sun hangs low in the sky as I step into the abandoned warehouse, its rusted beams and shattered windows towering like ghosts of a forgotten era. The air is thick with dust and the scent of damp concrete, but I’m focused, adrenaline surging through my veins. I need answers, and I’m not leaving until I get them. Clay’s gang has been silent since his demise, but I can’t shake the feeling they know more than they’re letting on… especially about Zombie’s plans and why he took my place and erased my memories. I move cautiously through the crumbling corridors, my heart pounding in rhythm with my footsteps. Every creak of the floorboards sends a jolt of anticipation through me, but I refuse to back down. I pause, listening intently, hoping to catch a whisper of information, something that could help me reclaim the memory that was stolen from me. “Hey! You!” I call out, my voice echoing in the cavernous space. “I know you’re here! I just want to talk!” Silence hangs for a momen
The lost packs He will go to the Capital
*Thorn* I lie on my back, propped up against the headboard, with Teyla nestled beside me, her head resting against my shoulder. The morning light filters through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. My fingers trace gentle patterns over her softly rounded belly, marveling at the life growing within her. I can’t help but smile, a rush of anticipation flooding my chest. “I can’t wait to meet our pup,” I murmur, my voice low and filled with wonder. The thought of holding our child, of feeling their heartbeat against mine, sends a thrill coursing through me. I’ve always been a fighter, but this little one? They make me want to fight even harder. Teyla shifts slightly, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of joy and worry. “You’re not just saying that because it sounds good, right?” she teases, but I can sense the underlying tension in her voice. She’s worried… not just about the future, but about what’s brewing in the Capitol. I turn to face her, cupping her cheek with
The lost packs His hair
*Amber* I’m still riding the high from our electrifying moment when the sound of water running in the bathroom pulls me from my reverie. I glance at the clock… it's still early, but the warmth of Adis’s presence lingers in the air around me. My heart races at the thought of him, the way we melted into each other’s arms, our souls intertwining like vines seeking sunlight. The bathroom door creaks open, and steam rolls out like a gentle wave, carrying with it his scent… clean and intoxicating. I sit up, my eyes widening as he steps out, droplets of water glistening on his skin. His hair is tousled, darkened strands clinging to his forehead, and I notice something I hadn’t before: the roots of his hair are a deep, rich brown, starkly contrasting with the white-blonde tips. It’s as if the colors are at war, and I can’t look away. “Adis,” I say, my voice catching slightly as I shift to the edge of the bed, curiosity bubbling inside me. “Did you dye your hair?” He runs a towel over his
The lost packs Unexpected babysitter
*Amber* The air is thick with urgency as Tjeck and I make our way back to the Old School, the familiar streets now a blur of memories and adrenaline. My heart beats in sync with the thrum of the motorbike beneath me, each twist and turn bringing us closer to a space that feels like home, a refuge
The lost packs Planning a meeting
*Amber* I sit at the large wooden table, my fingers tapping nervously against the polished surface. Tjeck, Kattie, and Logan are with me, their faces all show different levels of determination and uncertainty. We all know why we’re here… today, we’re making decisions that could determine the fate
The lost packs No love lost
*Tjeck* I stand at the gate, my heart pounding in my chest as I scan the street, my mind racing with worry. Amber has been gone too long, and I can’t shake the gnawing anxiety clawing at my insides. The night wraps around me like a shroud, the air thick with tension, and I feel every instinct with
The lost packs Enjoying their new home
*Thorn* The moon hangs high in the sky, casting a silvery glow over the villa that now feels like our sanctum, a place where dreams intertwine with reality. The air is heavy with the scent of jasmine and sandalwood, wafting in from the garden that sprawls around us like an embrace. Teyla and I sta
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