I held onto him until his breathing evened out, until the tremor left his hands and the pack's cries blended into the background. When the first of our wolves reached the clearing, Mason, Nicole, Kira, and a swarm of others, everything snapped into motion. "Secure them," Cassian barked, his voice gravel-rough. He pushed me gently behind him as the others fanned out, and even half-broken and angry, he was Alpha: precise, unyielding, efficient. His hand lingered on my arm for a second longer than necessary, his thumb brushing my skin, an unspoken check that I was still there. I watched, numb, as Mason and two others moved like shadows through the trees and came back with three rogues already crumpled. They'd been efficient. Decisive. One of the rogues lay very still, and I knew without looking that he would not be moved again. The knowledge made a hard, cold stone settle beneath my ribs. We had wolves on both sides of the line. We fought to live. We fought to survive. They tied the s
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