BLOODY PROCESSION

Kade’s POVThe bunker smelled of blood, of smoke, and of defeat. I sat against a cracked concrete wall, Liora pressed tightly against my side, her head on my shoulder. My body felt like it had been put through a meat grinder twice. The combat stims had completely crashed, leaving me with nothing and I was shaking like the aftermath of an earthquake. Every breath was painful and every heartbeat sent fresh pain coming from the deep gashes across my back and chest.But we were alive.Liora’s fingers traced lazy circles on my arm, her touch the only thing keeping me conscious.“You idiot,” she whispered, voice hoarse. “Offering yourself up like that. I should slap you.”“You can slap me later,” I murmured, kissing the top of her head. “Right now I just want to hear you breathing.”Sable moved through the survivors like a ghost, checking wounds and giving quiet orders. Twenty-seven wolves total , some with collars, some beaten, but alive. Jax was propped up against the opposite wall, his

UNFORGIVING STRATEGY

Liora’s POVThe van rattled as it ran over uneven back roads, and every bump sent fresh batches of pain through my body. I kept my head on Kade’s shoulder anyway, one hand resting on his chest so I could feel his heartbeat. It was still steady, strong, alive. After everything we’d survived tonight, that simple rhythm felt like a miracle.“You’re thinking too loud,” Kade murmured, his voice rough with exhaustion. His fingers were inside of my hair , all tangled, and filled with blood crusts.“I’m thinking about those twelve wolves,” I had to admit. “About Michelle’s voice on that radio. About how she still thinks she can win.” I lifted my head to look at him. “She sounded too confident, Kade. Like she still has a lot of trump cards we haven’t seen.”Sable, sitting across from us with Jax’s head in her lap, nodded her head. “She does. Those silver-veined enhanced wolves were something new. Faster and Smarter. And that direct neural bond she mentioned..” She shook her head. “If she can

A WAR TO WIN

Kade’s POVThe resistance base was humming with quiet activity even at 3 a.m. I couldn’t sleep. The painkillers had dulled the worst of it, but my mind refused to shut off. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the faces of the twelve wolves Michelle had taken , people who had trusted me to protect them.Liora stirred beside me in the narrow medical bed, her arm draped across my chest. Even in sleep, she held on tight, like she was afraid I’d disappear if she let go. I pressed a kiss to her forehead, breathing in her scent beneath the blood and antiseptic.“You should be resting,” she mumbled without opening her eyes.“So should you,” I whispered back.She shifted, wincing as she propped herself up on one elbow. The stitches on her shoulder pulled tight, but her eyes were clear. “Nightmares?”“Reality,” I admitted. “Twelve of them, Liora. Twelve. And Michelle sounded like she still holds all the cards.”Liora sat up fully, ignoring the way her body protested. She cupped my face with both

COME AND GET ME

Liora’s POVTwo days passed so fast as we were pumped with healing accelerants, attended strategy meetings, and had stolen moments with Kade. The resistance base buzzed with controlled tension. Weapons were cleaned, plans were refined, and goodbyes were quietly said in corners where no one thought others could see.I stood in front of the mirror in our small assigned room, adjusting the lightweight tactical vest over my healed but still tender body. The stitches were gone, the worst wounds closed thanks to their advanced treatments, but I could still feel every claw mark and bruise beneath the surface.Kade came up behind me, wrapping his strong arms around my waist. His chin rested on my shoulder as we looked at our reflections, battle-worn, scarred, but still standing.“You look ready to burn the world down,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to the side of my neck.“Good,” I replied, leaning back into him. “Because that’s exactly what I plan to do if Michelle so much as looks at you wr

TOGETHER

Kade’s POVYou could say that the chamber became hell itself. Enhanced wolves poured out from every shattered tube, their silver veins glowing like liquid mercury. Each one carried Michelle’s cold intelligence in their eyes. She wasn’t just commanding them anymore, she was them.She was their core. And it seemed like this was what she wanted from the onset. First she had started with my company, then it had been me that she wanted, then it was Liora and I. Then she just wanted to keep going at all costs. Wanted to have me, and the more I refused, the more she pressed. Somehow, I wondered if I had helped bring her to this current time. To what she had already become. But why would some human have such kind of power?.why would anyone want to wield this kind of power in the world? It never went well. And no one should ever have access to such. I shifted fully, my black wolf roaring, and screaming for blood, blood, blood. It felt pain, it felt strength , and it felt love. “Liora! Sabl

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BLOODY PROCESSION

UNFORGIVING STRATEGY

A WAR TO WIN

COME AND GET ME

TOGETHER