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LILA’S POVThe words sank into me like ice-cold daggers: “The king is the Devourer’s first son.” My stomach churned, my legs threatened to give out, and the world felt heavier than it ever had. Every heartbeat pounded with the knowledge that the father I had longed to know, the man who should have been my protector, was tied to the very evil we had been fighting our whole lives.Marcus tightened his grip on my arm, grounding me in the chaos. “Lila… we need to stay focused,” he said, his voice tense but steady. His eyes, usually so sharp and calculating, were now wide with fear and disbelief. I could feel his power thrumming against mine, pulling, tethering me, and yet I was barely aware. All I could think about was my father my bloodline and the fact that the Devourer’s child had been ruling, hiding, and plotting all this time.The battlefield was silent for a moment, but only the kind of silence that presses down on you, promising death at any second. My wolves shifted behind me, sen

LILA’S POVThe shadow moved with a speed that defied logic. My chest tightened, my wolf instincts screaming at me to run, to hide, to fight but there was nowhere to go. My father, the king, and the Devourer themselves looked as unsettled as I felt.Marcus’s hand found mine, grounding me. “Stay with me,” he whispered, though I could feel the tremor in his grip. Fear wasn’t something I’d ever seen him show, and yet now… it radiated off him like heat from a flame.I swallowed hard, forcing my voice out. “I… I’m not going to run. Not this time.”The shadow stopped a few feet away, impossibly tall, impossibly dark. Its eyes glowed, red at first, then shifting into a void so black I felt my soul shrink. My wolves growled in unison, a chorus of warning that seemed almost futile. The air vibrated with the power emanating from it, a force older than any I had ever felt older than the Devourer, older than the king himself.“You survived everything,” it said, voice like ice scraping across glass

LILA’S POVThe shards of shadow were everywhere, crawling across the ground like living smoke, twisting and writhing as they consumed the underbrush. My wolves growled, circling, but even their instincts couldn’t fully counter this ancient, creeping darkness.I could feel my heart hammering in my chest, adrenaline and rage making every nerve come alive. Marcus’s hand was on mine, steadying me, anchoring me to the present. Ethan’s golden eyes flared, energy radiating off him like a warning, while Callum and Davian flanked us, prepared to strike at any moment.But I knew… I wasn’t just fighting rogues this time. This was something far older. Far deadlier. And it was coming for more than just me it was coming for my pack, my family, my very essence.“Lila,” Marcus said, voice low, carrying both fear and resolve. “We can’t let it reach the wolves. Not them. Not your pack.”I nodded, jaw tight. “I know. But it’s spreading too fast. Faster than I can contain.”Ethan’s gaze swept the forest.

LILA’S POVThe forest trembled around us. Shadows stretched like living nightmares, twisting and snapping at anything that dared move. My heart thudded so loudly I was sure the corrupted Nathan could hear it. Every instinct screamed at me to run, to protect my pack, to survive but I couldn’t. Not now. Not ever.Nathan stood there, crimson eyes glowing, the shadow energy radiating from him like he had become a weapon forged from everything I feared and loved at the same time. The betrayal cut deeper than any blade. My chest ached, my stomach twisted. This wasn’t supposed to happen. It wasn't,how do I fight my brother,I thought as my heart felt like it was being pricked by nails.“nathan… please,” I whispered, voice cracking. “You’re my brother… my pack. This isn’t you!”He tilted his head, that twisted smile curving over his face. “Oh, Lila… it’s exactly me. Only stronger. Only smarter. Only… free from your weakness.”The words stabbed into me. My weakness? After everything, after surv

LILA’S POVThe forest was eerily quiet again, but this time, it wasn’t the calm that comes before a storm it was the weight of dread settling over us, a darkness lingering long after the enemy’s retreat. Callum sat against a fallen tree, golden energy flickering weakly from his hands, and I could see the strain etched into every line of his face.I knelt beside him, brushing the damp hair from his forehead. “How do you feel?” I asked softly, though I already knew the answer.He swallowed hard, voice hoarse. “I… I’m back, Lila. But I’ve never felt weaker in my life. That… that darkness… it almost consumed me.”I gritted my teeth, fury rising inside me. “Almost isn’t enough. Not this time. I won’t let him touch you again. Not you. Not anyone I love.”Marcus, Ethan, and Davian gathered around, their expressions stormy, wary. Even in the aftermath, their Alpha auras were tense, ready. “We need to move,” Marcus said, his voice low, almost growling. “He won’t stay gone. He’s regrouping, and