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Author: Abel ink
last update publish date: 2026-04-26 18:13:08

Edgar shook his head, his features setting into a mask of cold authority. "I have warned you repeatedly: Avery Monroe is Hudson’s absolute line, his only one. Your passage is booked. I am exiling you to the Yoeloth Wastes tonight. Stay with the Northern scouts and do not let the Shadow Alpha scent you in this territory again."

Lenny’s eyes shimmered with unshed tears of betrayal, but he snapped his jaw shut and gave a sharp, submissive nod.

Meanwhile, Hudson found Avery in her private chambers.
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    Avery’s amber eyes narrowed, the golden flecks within them shimmering with a sudden, sharp calculation. Hudson? How was that possible? A thick fog of confusion settled over her. Given the Montgomery Alpha’s obsessive need for privacy and his current precarious standing with the High Council, why would he ever submit to a public broadcast? Was the pack in more danger than he let on?Without a word, Avery intercepted the communication tablet from Madison’s small paws to scrutinize the feed. She let out a long, shuddering breath of relief. It wasn’t a formal herald interview; it was a jagged, grainy live stream captured from a voyeuristic angle.Someone had hidden a recording crystal near the heavy oak frame of Hudson’s private study, covertly capturing the Alpha at his desk. Ferocious comments from sub-packs across the territory were clawing at the screen.“By the Mother Moon! Look at those shoulders... he smells of pure dominance even through a crystal. Such a shame he keeps his face b

  • WICKED PROVIDENCE Book 2   14

    Through her tears, Jenny’s voice wavered with a calculated, high-pitched indignation that broadcasted through the crystal's glow. “The new Luna of this guild? She is a female, a mother of the pack. I thought her spirit would be compassionate toward a lone guardian. But no, she chose to hunt me in the open. How can one sister of the moon treat another with such bloodlust?”Avery’s amber eyes sparked with a lethal fury as she retorted, her voice cutting through the digital noise like a silver blade. “Who has behaved disgracefully here? Pointing a surveillance crystal at another’s face without a challenge? Who truly seeks to use the pack's sympathy to bully those in power?”Jenny snarled, adjusting her grip on the crystal. “Had your claws not reached for my throat, I would not have bared my teeth in return.”Facing the glowing lens with a chilling calm, Avery addressed the thousands of watching wolves. “Let us clear the scent of this air. Today, I requested a parley with Miss Patterson,

  • WICKED PROVIDENCE Book 2   13

    Jenny’s feral snarl turned into a jagged grin. "Don’t test the patience of the Silver Ridge, stray. I’ve already retracted my claws once. You should be teaching your pup how to respect the hierarchy, unless you want her to grow up as stunted and cursed as you!" she spat, her voice carrying across the rocky shore.The surrounding Montgomery pack members began to huff in collective disapproval. "You're being an omen of discord," one Enforcer grunted at Avery."I can't believe a female with such high-tier furs could be so heartless to an orphan," a nursing mother whispered."Thank the Great Wolf that Jenny is here to protect the weak, or Craig would have been mauled by this outsider today."Avery absorbed the vitriol of the pack without flickering an eyelid. As the howling murmurs died down, she locked eyes with Jenny and the boy, her lips curling into a lethal smile. "Trying to scent-mark my daughter as a fraud? It so happens I recorded her shaping the silt with my communication crystal

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    While Avery was submerged in the heavy currents of her thoughts, Madison was blissfully detached from the machinations of the high-ranking, joyfully engaging with other pups by the shoreline of the Silver Lake. They were building miniature dens in the wet silt with frantic, dirt-stained enthusiasm.“Mommy! Mommy!” Madison scrambled over, her small paw clutching Avery’s hand, excitement shimmering in her wide eyes. “Look at my fortress! Isn’t it a stronghold? All the other pups say my wolf has the best instinct!”Avery glanced down, her breath catching in her throat. Madison had constructed a mud-replica remarkably similar to the hidden sanctuary they once inhabited in the Eastern Marches. While not a mirror image, the architectural flow was hauntingly familiar.“You are a true daughter of the Ridge,” Avery praised, masking her shock as she smoothed Madison’s tangled hair. “Does the image of our old den still run in your blood?”“Yes!” Madison replied, her tail-equivalent wagging in he

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    Stan’s predatory sneer dissolved into a mask of pure bewilderment. He shook his head, the fur on his neck bristling. “Is that truly your kin? But the scent... the age...”Even with the obsidian mask shielding Hudson’s features, his stance radiated the vitality of a wolf in his prime. He lacked the weathered musk of a male nearing his fortieth winter.Anna’s gaze swept across the high stone of the assembly, freezing and dismissive. The suspicious growls of the pack didn't make her flinch. “I do not owe a drop of proof to this rabble,” she stated with chilling authority. “This is my brother, the Lord Lando of the Wastes. Shall we draw blood for a lineage test now, or will you accept the word of a Watts?”The clearing fell into a tomb-like silence. No wolf dared to challenge the daughter of the North. Crossing Anna meant inviting the wrath of the black markets and the international heralds—a social death sentence for any pack.Hudson glanced at Anna, his brow furrowing beneath the leathe

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    Ethan released a jagged breath, his voice vibrating with a grief that smelled of old, wet earth. “Joanna, when I marked our scrolls and joined our bloodlines, my only prayer was for a den of peace. But you have never trusted my wolf. I once held a true bond for you—do you truly not believe that?”The raw honesty in that single admission nearly shattered Joanna’s poise. A phantom pang of remorse clawed at her gut. Perhaps she could have hunted a different path. Yet, the blood had already been spilled; the bridge to the Silver Ridge was ash, and there was no scent to lead her back.Joanna armored her heart and snarled, “Don’t think your pup-talk can blind me! I see the shift in the wind. I am no omega to be fooled. You and Avery Monroe are knotted in a secret affair, aren't you? It matters not. She will bleed for her transgressions soon enough.”Severing the link, Joanna swiftly flicked a message to Ethan—a digital pulse containing a hidden surveillance clip. Within heartbeats, Ethan’s

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