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Chapter 101

Blood spattered across my face as I drove my knife into the hybrid's throat. Not a killing blow—these fuckers were resilient—but enough to buy me seconds. I twisted the silver blade, widening the wound, before kicking it back into the trees."Six o'clock," Silas called.I spun, dropping to one knee as another hybrid lunged overhead. It landed awkwardly, and I slashed across its hamstrings before it could recover. The silver blade cut through enhanced muscle and tendon, sending it crashing to the forest floor.The perimeter breach had turned out to be a scouting party—four hybrids, two human handlers with tactical gear. Test run, most likely. Probing our defenses before the eclipse."Clear on the east," Mason's voice crackled through the radio. "Two neutralized.""South perimeter clear," another voice confirmed.I finished the wounded hybrid with a knife through the eye socket—the most reliable way to kill them, we'd discovered. Silver to the brain. Nothing else stuck.Silas approached

Last Updated : 2025-04-30

Chapter 102

The bathroom mirror showed the toll of recent days—dark circles under my eyes, fading bruises from the perimeter fight, silver lines visible beneath my skin even at rest now. I looked like what I was becoming—something between wolf and weapon, neither fully human nor fully monster.The hot water helped, washing away blood and tension. I stayed under the spray until my skin pruned, letting the steam fill my lungs, blanking my mind. Temporary peace.It shattered when I stepped out to find Silas sitting on the edge of my bed."What the hell?" I clutched the towel tighter around me. "Ever heard of knocking?""I did. Three times." He didn't look away. "We have a situation.""Serious enough to invade my bathroom?""Pine Valley's pulling out too."That got my attention. "What? When?""Just now. Chen called. Same story as Red River—Logan made contact, offered terms, council voted.""Fuck." I sat heavily beside him, maintaining careful distance despite the emergency. "That's two packs in one d

Last Updated : 2025-04-30

Chapter 103

I showered again, hotter this time, as if I could wash away the implications of what had just happened. The bond had needed release—that much was true. The supernatural tension had been building since the silver integration, threatening our focus, our control.But it wasn't just the bond. And pretending otherwise was a lie neither of us fully believed.I dressed in practical clothes for the briefing, hair still damp, silver lines faded but not gone. The pendant at my throat seems warmer now, responding to whatever changes were accelerating in my blood.The briefing room was crowded—remaining coalition representatives, pack fighters, medical teams. Silas stood at the head of the table, composed and focused as if nothing had happened between us. Only the bond betrayed him, humming with awareness whenever our eyes met."The situation has changed," he began without preamble. "Red River and Pine Valley have withdrawn from the coalition. Shadow Ridge is wavering. We must adjust accordingly.

Last Updated : 2025-04-30

Chapter 104

The bathroom mirror showed the toll of recent days—dark circles under my eyes, fading bruises from the perimeter fight, silver lines visible beneath my skin even at rest now. I looked like what I was becoming—something between wolf and weapon, neither fully human nor fully monster.The hot water helped, washing away blood and tension. I stayed under the spray until my skin pruned, letting the steam fill my lungs, blanking my mind. Temporary peace.It shattered when I stepped out to find Silas sitting on the edge of my bed."What the hell?" I clutched the towel tighter around me. "Ever heard of knocking?""I did. Three times." He didn't look away. "We have a situation.""Serious enough to invade my bathroom?""Pine Valley's pulling out too."That got my attention. "What? When?""Just now. Chen called. Same story as Red River—Logan made contact, offered terms, council voted.""Fuck." I sat heavily beside him, maintaining careful distance despite the emergency. "That's two packs in one d

Last Updated : 2025-05-03

Chapter 105

The blade bit deeper into my wrist. Blood spilling blood onto the ice with a hiss. The ritual circle flared acid-green. My bones snapping, fingers stretching into talons. Angela slammed against the barrier again with enough force to make it rattle from its foundation, her claws leaving smears of her own blood on the shimmering air.“You think this makes you strong?” she shouted, voice raw. “You’re just its tool now!”I tried to answer, but my jaw cracked, tendons snapping as it unhinged. Venom dripped from fangs that hadn’t been there seconds ago. The taste burned my tongue—rot and iron. Vorath’s laughter vibrated in my chest, louder than my own heartbeat.Angela lunged sideways, hunting for a weak spot in the barrier. Her mutated arm lashed out, talons raking the ice near the edge of the circle. The green light flickered.“Clever,” I rasped, the words slurred around too many teeth. My left eye was gone, replaced by a wet, bulging orb that saw in heat and shadows. “But you’re too late

Last Updated : 2025-05-05

Chapter 106

I took a step closer, studying her more carefully now. Her sleeves were long despite the warm evening, and now that I was looking for them, I could see the edge of a bruise peeking out at her wrist. The concealer around her left eye was slightly heavier than the right, covering what was likely another bruise.Something in me shifted—not forgiveness, not yet, but the first small crack in the wall of hatred I'd built around memories of Bella."Why tell me this now?" I asked, my voice softer than before. "Why risk angering him by coming to me?"She met my eyes directly for the first time. "Because I think I know why you're connected to the curse. And I think I know why Silver Claw took Angela."That got my full attention. "How would you know anything about that?""I'm the pack historian now," she explained. "Have been for three years. I have access to the oldest records, texts most members never see. And I've been researching since the curse began.""And?" I prompted when she paused.Bel

Last Updated : 2025-05-06

Chapter 107

Blood. So much blood.I jolted awake, gasping for air, my sheets drenched in sweat. The same nightmare, again. Bodies littered across familiar grounds, the pack house engulfed in flames, and screams—endless screams that followed me into consciousness.My hands trembled as I reached for the glass of water by my bedside. Three nights. Three nights of the same visceral dreams since Sil as's visit. Each time, they felt more real, more urgent.'They're not just dreams,' Rona's voice echoed in my mind, stronger than she'd been in years. 'You know what they are.'"Shut up," I muttered, pressing my palms against my eyes. The digital clock on my nightstand read 3:33 AM. The witching hour. How fitting.'You can't ignore this forever,' Rona persisted. 'The blood of the pack—'"They're not my pack!" I snarled, throwing off my covers and stalking to the bathroom. The marble counter was cool under my palms as I leaned over the sink, trying to steady my breathing. But when I looked up, I froze.In t

Last Updated : 2025-05-08

Chapter 108

My room appeared unchanged, personal space preserved despite transformation that had altered everything else. I moved through evening routine mechanically—shower to remove battle residue, clean clothes, basic sustenance. The silver lines remained visible despite relaxation, permanent now rather than manifestation of heightened emotion or power usage.Sleep proved elusive despite physical exhaustion. My mind raced with implications of day's events, possibilities and responsibilities transformation had created. The coalition would expect clear definitions, established parameters. The pack would need reassurance, guidance, transparency regarding changed leadership dynamics. And Silas...The bond pulsed in response to thought, connecting me to his similarly restless consciousness across pack house distance. He wasn't sleeping either, mind processing parallel concerns from Alpha's perspective. Leadership responsibilities, coalition politics, pack wellbeing—all filtered through lens of what

Last Updated : 2025-05-09

Chapter 109

The negotiation continued—specific parameters, meeting protocols, decision thresholds, enforcement mechanisms. Throughout, Silas and I maintained unified position while Bond facilitated private consultation, strategy adjustments, response coordination. Williams proved adept negotiator, purpose-driven rather than ego-motivated, genuinely focused on sustainable structure rather than personal advantage.By session's end, preliminary framework had emerged—council composition, rotating leadership, specialized committees for distinct issues. The resulting structure would require refinement, formal approval from all coalition packs, implementation protocols once conceptual agreement solidified. But foundation had been established, path forward defined with sufficient clarity to present to broader coalition."Red River is satisfied with provisional framework," Williams concluded, professional respect evident in tone and posture. "We will support proposal during coalition assembly.""Blood Moo

Last Updated : 2025-05-10

Chapter 110

The bond transmitted genuine uncertainty beneath question—not tactical positioning but personal vulnerability, desire for clarity without presumption or imposed definition. Despite enhanced connection, despite deepened awareness, fundamental nature of relationship remained undefined, uncharacterized, open to mutual determination rather than predetermined outcome.I considered response carefully, wanting honesty without cruelty, clarity without premature commitment. The transformation had changed parameters but not eliminated complexity, enhanced connection without erasing complicated history or lingering wounds."I don't know," I admitted finally. "Not completely. The rejection still happened, Silas. The five years of separation, the trauma that followed, the identity I built without you—those remain real despite transformed context."He nodded, accepting truth without defensiveness. "I know. I wouldn't expect instantaneous forgiveness or immediate resolution. Some wounds heal slowly,

Last Updated : 2025-05-11

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