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Adrian's POV The main hall was already packed when I arrived.Pack members filled every available space. Some stood along the walls. Others sat on the floor. The noise level was high. Everyone talking at once. Worried voices mixing together.Ricardo stood at the front on the raised platform where my father used to address the pack. He looked calm. Confident. Like he was exactly where he belonged.I slipped in through a side entrance and found a spot near the back. A few people noticed me. Their expressions shifted from surprise to something else. Relief maybe. Or hope.Ricardo raised his hand and the room fell silent."Thank you all for coming on such short notice," he began. His voice carried easily across the hall. "I know many of you are concerned about recent events. About the changes in leadership. About the security of our territory."Murmurs rippled through the crowd."Tonight, we had a breach at our eastern border. Someone entered pack territory without authorization. Without

Adrian's POV The council chamber felt colder than usual.Six council members sat around the long table. Councilwoman Marsh at the head. Rivers beside her. The others spread out with careful spacing between them.Ricardo stood near the window. His posture was relaxed but I could see the tension in his shoulders. He knew something was wrong.Dawson and Lauren flanked me as we entered. Lauren carried a folder thick with documents. Dawson had a tablet with digital evidence.Marsh looked up when we walked in. "Adrian. We weren't expecting you tonight.""I requested this emergency session," I said. "There's information the council needs to see. Information that affects the entire pack."Ricardo turned from the window. "This is highly irregular. Emergency sessions require alpha authorization.""Or council majority vote. Which I have." I gestured to Marsh. "Councilwoman Marsh agreed this was urgent enough to convene immediately."Ricardo's jaw tightened. "What's this about?""The conspiracy

Stefan's POV I woke up to sunlight streaming through the small window of the cottage.My body still ached but the sharp pain from before had dulled to a manageable throb. I tested my ribs carefully. Still sore but I could breathe without wanting to scream. Progress.The healer had left early. She'd told me yesterday she had other patients to check on but would return by afternoon. That left me alone with my thoughts. And Tyler, who was asleep in the chair by the door.I sat up slowly. My knee protested but held my weight when I swung my legs over the side of the bed. I needed to move. Needed to do something other than lie here while Adrian faced everything alone.The mate bond hummed in my chest. Steady but distant. Adrian was awake. Working. Probably planning for tonight when the duchess arrived.I hated being stuck here. Hated feeling useless while everyone else prepared for what might be the most dangerous confrontation the pack had faced.Tyler stirred in his chair. His eyes open

Stefan's POV Tyler drove faster than he should have through the dark forest roads.I gripped the edge of the seat, trying not to groan every time we hit a bump. My knee felt like it was on fire. My ribs protested every breath."That was incredibly stupid," Tyler said. His knuckles were white on the steering wheel."I know.""You could have been killed. If Adrian hadn't been there...""But he was. And we got what we needed.""At what cost? Look at you. You can barely move."I didn't argue because he was right. The adrenaline was wearing off now and the pain was becoming unbearable.Tyler pulled up to the cottage and helped me out of the car. I tried to walk but my leg gave out completely. He ended up carrying me inside.The healer took one look at me and her face went pale."What happened?" she demanded."He went on a reconnaissance mission," Tyler said. "Against everyone's advice."She helped him lay me on the examination table. Started checking my injuries immediately. Her hands wer

Stefan's POV Three days passed in a blur of healing and quiet.The healer kept me at the cottage, insisting I needed complete rest before returning to the packhouse. My knee was improving slowly. The swelling had gone down. The sharp pain dulled to a persistent ache.Adrian visited every evening after handling pack business. We'd sit together for hours, talking about everything and nothing. The mate bond grew stronger with each visit. More natural. Less overwhelming.On the fourth day, the healer finally cleared me to leave."Your ribs are healing well," she said, checking the wrapping one last time. "The knee will take longer but you can put weight on it now. Just don't overdo it.""I won't.""I've heard that before. From you specifically." She gave me a stern look. "I mean it this time. No running. No climbing. No heroics.""Understood."Tyler drove me back to the packhouse. The grounds looked different somehow. More alive. Pack members moved with purpose instead of fear. Guards at