The lockdown siren echoed through Ironclad Academy like a living thing, its sound vibrating through stone, steel, and bone. It wasn’t loud in the traditional sense—it was low, drawn out, authoritative, designed to trigger Alpha instincts. To command. To dominate. To remind every soul inside these walls who truly owned them. Zade felt it ripple through his body immediately, a deep, instinctive response he had spent his entire life suppressing. His Omega side recoiled, curling inward, while the Alpha mask he wore threatened to fracture under the pressure. He didn’t stop walking, though. He couldn’t. Xander’s hand was still wrapped around his, firm and unyielding, pulling him forward through the tightening corridors as armored guards poured from every wing like blood cells responding to a wound.No one spoke. No one dared.The academy had shifted from a school into a hunting ground.Zade could feel it in the air—the sharp tang of heightened Alpha pheromones,
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