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CHAPTER 170

POV: CalebThe corrupted hybrids hit us at dawn.Sixty of them. Maybe more. Pouring out of the forest like a plague. Enhanced. Coordinated. Eyes glowing purple with the serum burning through their systems.I stand on the packhouse steps. Vanessa behind me. Five months pregnant. Terrified but refusing to hide.Theo is on my right. Shane and Miles flank the stairs. Thirty Iron Valley warriors form defensive positions around the main building.We're outnumbered. Outmatched. Fighting an enemy that doesn't feel pain. Doesn't tire. Doesn't stop.But we're holding. Because we have to."Hold the line," I order. Voice carrying across the yard. "We hold until Neah and Liam get back.""How long is that?" Shane asks. Trying for his usual humor. Failing."As long as it takes."The corrupted force attacks in waves. Professional. Systematic. Designed to break our formation through attrition.First wave hits our front line

CHAPTER 171

POV: MarenI don't understand what's happening.One moment I'm in the safe room. Hiding with the non-combatants. Civilians. Children. People who can't fight.People like me. Human. Vulnerable. Useless.Then I hear the screams. The fighting getting closer. Warriors falling back toward the packhouse.Losing.I press against the reinforced door. Listen to the battle. To my brother fighting. To Sera coordinating defenses. To people dying to protect me.Then Vanessa's scream. Different from the others. Pure terror.I don't think. I run.Out of the safe room. Down the hallway. Through smoke and fire and chaos.I reach the main hall. See it all.Caleb on the ground. Bleeding. Unconscious.A massive corrupted hybrid advancing on Vanessa. Claws extended. Going for her belly. For the baby.And something inside me breaks.No. Not breaks. Opens.Heat floods through my body. Starting in my ch

CHAPTER 172

POV: NeahI see Iron Valley burning from a mile away.Black smoke rising into the dawn sky. Fires consuming the west wing. The home I chose. The pack that became my family.Burning.Through the bond, I feel Liam's rage. Kain howling for blood. Demanding we move faster.But I'm already running.The convoy screeches to a halt at the territory border. Alphas pouring from vehicles. Warriors mobilizing. Preparing for coordinated assault.I don't wait for coordination.I run straight toward the packhouse. Golden energy erupting. Not controlled. Not careful. Pure power flooding through every cell.The corrupted force sees me coming. Sixty enhanced hybrids. Eyes glowing purple. Weapons drawn.They form a line. Blocking my path to the packhouse. To my family.I don't slow down.The first hybrid raises a weapon. Assault rifle. Military grade.I walk straight at him. Golden energy radiating in waves.

CHAPTER 173

POV: LiamThe battle is over but the war room feels heavier than ever.I stand at the window overlooking Iron Valley. Watching warriors clear rubble. Extinguish fires. Carry bodies to the medical wing or the morgue depending on which is needed.Five dead. Fourteen critically injured. The packhouse damaged beyond immediate repair. Civilians traumatized. Children screaming in their sleep.We won. But the cost is visible in every face I see.Jax enters without knocking. "Status report. Medical wing is at capacity. We're setting up overflow tents. Shadow Peak is sending additional supplies and healers.""Casualties?""Five confirmed dead. Three more who might not make it through the night despite Neah's efforts. She's with them now. Trying everything."I nod. "What about the reverted hybrids?""Sixty-three total. All human again. Confused. Terrified. Most don't remember what they did while corrupted. Neah's offered the

CHAPTER 174

POV: NeahThe war room is packed beyond capacity.Fifty Alphas. Their Betas. Key warriors. Micah, Sera, and Maren representing the hybrids. My mother and Diane standing with the Iron Valley leadership.And Liam. Beside me. Hand on my lower back. Grounding me through the bond.Theo plays The Architect's message again. The distorted voice echoing through the space."You have one week to decide. Come willingly. Or watch everyone you love die."Silence when it ends. Heavy. Oppressive.Then chaos."It's a trap," Caleb says immediately. "Obviously. They want to isolate you. Make you vulnerable.""Agreed," Marcus adds. "The Architect doesn't want to study Neah. They want to eliminate her. Remove the one variable they can't control."Alpha Brennan stands. "We cannot allow the Luna to surrender. She represents the future of our species. The bridge we need to survive what's coming."Other Alphas voice agreement. Loud

CHAPTER 183

POV: LiamThe Council chamber is silent when we enter.Twenty-four hours of deliberation. Twenty-four hours of Elders debating behind closed doors while we waited. Wondering. Preparing for every outcome.Now it's time.The five Elders sit at the head table. Their expressions reveal nothing. Ancient wolves who've mastered political neutrality over centuries.Elder Sienna speaks first. "The Council has reviewed all evidence presented. Heard testimony from witnesses. Deliberated extensively on the charges against Elder Marcus."My hand finds Neah's. Through the bond, I feel her tension. Her hope. Her fear.This vote determines everything. Marcus's fate. The hybrid program's future. Whether justice exists for those he's harmed."The charges are severe," Elder Kael continues. "Funding illegal experimentation. Creating corrupted hybrids. Violating the sanctity of human life. If proven, they warrant removal from the Council and trial under pack law."Marcus sits calm. Confident. Like he's al

CHAPTER 175

POV: NeahThree days feels like both eternity and an instant.I use them to say goodbye. Just in case.The first morning, I find Diane at the studio. She's teaching a class. Eight women. Mixed human and wolf. Learning defensive techniques. Building confidence.She sees me in the doorway. Smiles. Dismisses the class early.We train together. Like we used to. Before everything got complicated. Before hybrids and Alphas and wars.Just mother and daughter. Moving through combinations. Laughing when I miss a block. Correcting each other's form."You're getting sloppy," she teases. "Too much relying on golden energy. Not enough fundamentals.""I've been a little busy surviving assassination attempts.""Excuses."We spar until we're both breathless. Sweating. Remembering why I fell in love with this. The simplicity of movement. The clarity of physical challenge.Afterward, sitting on the studio floor, I say it. "I

CHAPTER 176

POV: LiamThe coordinates lead to hell.An abandoned industrial complex. Thirty miles from Iron Valley. Rusted warehouses. Broken windows. Concrete cracking from decades of neglect.Perfect for an ambush. Perfect for a trap.I hate everything about this.The alliance forces are positioned three miles out. Hidden in the forest. Fifty Alphas. Three hundred warriors. All waiting for my signal.Theo coordinates from the mobile command center. A modified RV packed with surveillance equipment. Screens showing every angle of the complex.Jax has snipers positioned on high ground. Thermal imaging tracking movement. Drones overhead providing aerial coverage.We've planned for every contingency. Every scenario. Every possible way this goes wrong.But watching Neah walk into that complex alone still feels like torture.She's a quarter mile from the designated meeting point. Moving through empty buildings. Following the path

CHAPTER 177

POV: NeahI stare at the face emerging from shadow.Disbelief. Horror. Recognition crashing through me like physical blows.The Architect isn't a stranger. Isn't some faceless monster operating from the shadows.It's someone I know. Someone who stood beside us. Someone we trusted.Rebecca. Alpha Garrett's Beta. The one who claimed to be defecting. Who provided intelligence about The Architect's operations. Who helped us plan our defenses.She's been playing us the entire time."You," I whisper.She smiles. Cold. Triumphant. "Me. Disappointed? I've been funding the Bloodline Project for thirty years. My family started it generations ago. My grandfather recruited Price's grandfather. We've been building this infrastructure, this evolution, while wolves like you played at tradition and honor.""Why?""Because wolves are stagnant. Weak. Bound by traditions that don't serve us anymore. Fated mates chosen by a goddess w

CHAPTER 178

POV: LiamThe warehouse explodes into chaos.Alliance wolves pour through every entrance. Fifty Alphas leading their warriors. Coordinated. Devastating. Everything we planned.Corrupted hybrids meet them head-on. Enhanced. Vicious. Fighting with the desperation of the damned.The clash is brutal. Claws. Teeth. Golden energy and corrupted purple light colliding.I shift mid-sprint. Kain erupting with a roar that shakes the rafters. Every instinct laser-focused on one objective.Neah.She's in the center of the warehouse. Surrounded by five corrupted hybrids. Golden energy radiating from her hands. Holding them back. But I see the strain. The exhaustion. She's been burning power since she entered.She won't last much longer.I tear through the battlefield. Warriors scatter. Corrupted hybrids try to intercept. I go through them. Not around. Through.Nothing stops me from reaching my mate.The first corrupted h

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