LOGINNinaI heard Lily’s sound through the night before I saw anything.Kai and I had been moving through the forest for twenty minutes following the path steadily as Silver Fang’s pack lands gave way to the neutral zone and the farmhouse came into earshot before it came into view.I felt something was terribly wrong, I l heard the fighting, I felt Enzo through the bond, the particular quality of an Alpha in the middle of something dangerous, focused and controlled, and underneath it a thread of something that was not quite fear but was adjacent to it.Then the sound changed.The fighting had paused. The quality of the silence that replaced it was the worst kind, the kind with a held breath inside it, the kind that happened when something had shifted and everyone was waiting to see which way things went. I was walking as fast as I could.I pushed through the last stretch of trees walking as fast as I could, and came out at the edge of the farmhouse.I took in the scene in one sweep. The fi
EnzoThey came out in a formation that confirmed everything. Twenty two fighters, I counted them quickly, spreading into a perimeter around the yard with the practiced efficiency of people who had been told exactly where to go and had been waiting in position long enough to be comfortable. They were disciplined and well-equipped and they had been here for hours.Dexter came out last.He walked out of the farmhouse itself, not the barn, through the front door, which meant he had been inside watching the entire approach. He was dressed simply, in dark clothes, no armor, with the loose unhurried confidence of someone who knew the numbers were in his favor and saw no reason to dress the occasion up.I was looking for something in his face. Some shared angle of jaw or quality of eye that would make the document in my pocket feel real rather than theoretical. He was taller than I had imagined, broader through the shoulders, with the particular physical presence of an Alpha who had earned it
EnzoThe night before the ambush I couldn't sleep.I lay on my back in the dark staring at the ceiling and running through every variable I had prepared for and every variable I hadn’t, the way I always did before something significant. It was a habit I had developed in the early days of rebuilding Silver Fang, when the pack was fragile and every decision carried the weight of people’s lives the economy, there was no one else to carry it with me.Tonight felt heavier than most.Not because I was unprepared. We were as prepared as five days of intensive planning could make us, the terrain was mapped, the approach routes memorized, and every warrior briefed to the point where they could recite the plan backward in their sleep. Tessa had walked the farmhouse property three times. Ronan had identified six separate extraction routes. Jax had positioned himself on the south ridge two hours before sunset and reported the area clear.We were more than ready.What kept me awake wasn’t doubt ab
NinaThe first attacker went down hard. The second adjusted and came in lower and Kai took a hit to his left side that I heard even from where I was standing, the impact of something connecting with enough force to make him stagger one step before he recovered and redirected the momentum into something I couldn’t entirely follow in the dark.The third was heading for me.I didn’t wait. The shadow side of my gift moved before I consciously decided to use it. Not the draining, I pulled back from that instinctively, not here, not like this. What came out instead was something Mara had shown me in the back room of the diner, the shadow as shield rather than weapon, a focused pulse of energy that hit the incoming wolf like a physical force and sent him backward into the trunk of a tree with enough impact to take the fight out of him for the immediate moment. Kai turned to look at me, he was obviously stunned, even I didn't know I could do that. The fourth was still circling. I turned to
NinaI didn't have a choice but to wait for Kai because my car died, and I was trying to park properly, so no one would spot me besides him.There was no dramatic spluttering, no gradual loss of power, no polite indication that something was about to go catastrophically wrong. One moment the headlights were cutting through the forest road and the heater was making its valiant ineffective effort and the engine was doing everything an engine was supposed to do. The next moment there was a sound like something fundamental giving up entirely and then silence, complete and immediate, the kind that felt loud after hours of road noise.I sat there for a moment staring at the dead dashboard. A few minutes later I saw Kai through the window of his car behind me I could see Kai’s headlights slow and stop. His door opened. He appeared at my window, hands in his coat pockets, looking at the car with the expression of someone assessing a situation that had just become considerably more complicated
Kai I drove for forty minutes before I pulled over. The road was empty in both directions, flanked by dark trees and the particular silence of rural night that pressed against the windows of the car like something alive. I killed the engine. Sat with my hands on the wheel and the vial in my coat pocket and the full weight of what I had just agreed to do settling onto my chest like stones dropped one at a time. Even in my next life I could never kill Nina, I loved her, from the moment I set eyes on her on the walkway, I knew my feelings for her were true. And even if Nina wasn't in the picture Jessica and Dexter are not people I want to be associated with. I pulled the vial out and held it up to the faint light from the dashboard. Something designed to make a person cooperative, which was a very clean word for what it actually was. I thought about Nina, standing on that street corner, laughing at something I had said, talking to me without flinching. I thought about the way sh
CassieFrom the cave, where they abandoned me as a home at the end of the pack, I watched it all like a scene ripped straight from my worst nightmare, playing out in agonizing slow motion, I felt like I was going to throw up.The Alpha, my Alpha Enzo carried that dripping pathetic little nobody thr
EnzoThe pack house had gone quiet after midnight, the kind of quiet that presses against your eardrums and makes every creak feel like a warning. I hadn’t slept I couldn't not with all that was bothering me.Not with Nina lying in the guest suite two doors down, breathing the same air as me but fe
Enzo Everything about her was a quiet assault on my control.The way her dark lashes fanned against pale cheeks still bruised from battle. The faint rise and fall of her chest beneath the thin hospital gown, the stubborn set of her jaw even in sleep, like she was already fighting me in her dreams.
NinaThe next dayI stumble out of the pack house, my legs carrying me on autopilot through the winding paths of the compound. The air is crisp, laced with pine and the distant howl of patrols, but it does nothing to clear the fog in my head. Dexter’s words echo like a curse: medical records, Luna,







