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Paloma's Back in the Game.

>>>Back at Redborne territory.Liliana returned to Redridge and went straight into the meeting room.Mist and SIN scouts were already waiting, and maps and short written summaries covered the table. Once she had taken her seat, she nodded for them to begin.The first scout spoke without preamble.“Three carriages of toddlers left Lowlith Falls while you were away. One headed toward Blacklore territory. The other two entered Purplefang and were taken into an auction house.”A second scout picked up from there without pause.“The hybrid newborn you told us to track was moved separately. Destination falls under High Council jurisdiction. The elder’s name is still unknown, but the location is confirmed Council ground.”Liliana’s fingers tightened once on the edge of the table, then relaxed as she moved to the next point.“The rescued females?”“Seven now,” another scout answered. “They’re in the secondary building. Laclam is handling their rec

Luna Shaina's in Danger.

Matthias’s phone rang while the weight of the Blacklore conversation still hung in the office.He answered on the second tone. Shaina’s voice came through ragged, wind and movement under every word.“The facility....Howlinghaven....attacked. Some of the berserkers broke out. They’re after me. I’m running-”Matthias’s reaction was immediate and violent. A growl tore out of his chest, low and continuous, golden eyes flashing as his free hand clenched hard enough to creak the phone casing.“Where are you. Keep moving. We’re coming.”Liliana was already on her feet. She pulled out her own phone and called the Mist elite channel while her father kept Shaina on the line.“All units to Howlinghaven. Full rescue. Now.”She had barely finished the order when Shaina’s call cut off mid-breath. Matthias redialed at once. The line rang into empty silence. He tried again. Nothing.They were moving before the third attempt failed, out of the office, down the private

Something's Off From That Area.

They finally closed the distance as the last strip of daylight thinned along the ridge.Liliana’s lycan form already carried wounds, deep claw lines across one shoulder and a puncture along her side that leaked silver-dark blood into her fur. Ahead of them the ledge opened into a wider shelf of broken stone, and there Shaina fought alone against three berserkers.She was still on her feet, but only just. Bite marks showed on her arm and along her ribs. Her movements stayed sharp with soother-trained precision, yet each exchange forced her a step closer to the drop. The berserkers pressed without strategy, all rage and weight, and the smell of her blood only made them hungrier.Matthias did not slow.He launched across the remaining ground and hit the first two like a collapsing wall, massive lycan hands locking around throats and shoulders, hauling them off Shaina in a single violent motion. Bone and muscle strained under his grip as he drove both crea

The Breach in the Facility.

They reached Howlinghaven as the night’s last edge began to thin.Healers who could still stand met them at the inner gate and took Shaina at once, cleaning bite wounds, stitching the worst tears, and settling her into a recovery ward under close watch. Matthias refused to leave the doorway until the first bandages were secure. Liliana stayed long enough to see her mother’s breathing even out, then stepped back into the corridor where the work of the facility was already shifting from crisis to repair.Redborne men and remaining Silvershade staff cleared rubble from the broken courtyard, braced damaged doors, and began boarding the sections of wall the berserkers had torn open. Tools rang against stone. Orders moved back and forth in short, practical bursts. The dead had been covered and set aside, while the living kept their hands busy.In a quieter stretch of hallway Matthias and Liliana spoke in low voices.“That ledge,” Matthias said. “They were on us b

It's Aimed at One Point.

When the main hall filled, Matthias did not waste time on speeches.“Pull the internal records,” he ordered his men. “Logs, access times, door codes, every entry tied to staff clearances. I want the system traced from the inside out. If someone opened a door for her, I want the name.”Workstations opened along the side of the hall. Screens lit with cascading data while the gathered staff stood in ordered rows. Shaina came in on Liliana’s arm, still pale and carefully upright.“You should be in bed,” Liliana murmured.“I need to see her face when they bring her in,” Shaina answered. “I won’t mistake it.”They were still watching the first layers of logs when the trackers returned.Between them walked a young woman in dusty clothes, wrists bound, expression tight with the knowledge that the run was over. Shaina’s gaze locked on her at once.“That’s her. The one who offered to help with the sedatives.”The young woman kept her eyes down and said nothing.

The Silvershade Attack Wasn't Isolated.

When Shaina had recovered enough to travel, they left Howlinghaven without further delay and headed straight for Silvershade territory.Mistas and Pauliana were already waiting at the main residence. Word of the facility attack had reached them ahead of the convoy, and the moment the vehicles stopped both of them were at the doors. Pauliana took Shaina’s face in her hands first, checking the healing lines of the bites with a mother’s eye. Mistas stood close behind her, worry plain on his features and a colder anger held just beneath it.“You’re thinner,” Pauliana said quietly. “And you shouldn’t have been on those cliffs at all.”“I’m standing,” Shaina answered. “That’s enough for now.”They moved inside together. Once the formal greetings were done and the doors closed on the private sitting room, the fuller picture came out. The Howlinghaven breach had not been the only strike. Antitoxin shipments bound for nearby allied packs had been hit as well, delays

The Arrival in Council Lands.

The High Council lands filled by degrees as the Blue Moon window opened.Car after car passed the outer checkpoints. Immediate families of every pack Alpha stepped down onto stone paths lined with temporary markers, each house already named and assigned across the broad sweep of Council territory. The layout stretched farther than a single glance could hold, separate residences, shared roads, and the quiet pressure of seventy-two hours without weapons, devices, or any line back to the outside.Redborne’s assigned house sat directly beside Blacklore’s.Only a thick wall of fencing ran between the two properties, high enough to block easy sight lines and close enough that voices might carry on a still night. When Matthias brought the car to a stop in front of their gate, the arrangement was already clear.Paloma stood at the Blacklore entrance.She leaned back against the post as if she had been waiting for exactly this arrival, gaze moving over Matthias

The Sacred Event Turned Politics.

Evening brought the banquet into a long hall lit by pale lamps and open to the rising moon.The seating said more than any speech. Most of the High Council elders occupied a raised dais along the far wall, a single elevated table set higher than every other surface in the room. Elder Wilfred sat at its center. Only a smaller group, Elder Faustino and four others, had taken places among the Alpha families on the floor level, level with the packs they were supposed to serve as intermediaries.The division inside the Council was visible at a glance. Faustino’s numbers were the minority. Wilfred held the majority.Liliana and her family were guided to their assigned table. Once seated, she mapped the hall without turning her head. Clementine’s family sat immediately to their right, then Luna Lea’s, then Kaelen’s and the rest of the allied line. The entire right side of the floor held their people. To the left, Blacklore and its circle filled the matching stret

The Petition Denied.

The petition hung in the air only a moment before the hall split into open argument.Wilfred kept his glass in hand and his voice even, as if reason itself favored him.“Peace requires a higher seat,” he said. “Alphas rule their own ground. That is not in question. But when packs collide, when borders burn, when old grudges outrun local judgment, someone must stand above the quarrel long enough to end it. How many times have we watched two Alphas refuse every intermediary suggestion because neither answers to anyone but themselves? Unity is not a feeling. It is structure. The Council is prepared to be that structure.”Faustino rose from the floor-level table without haste. The lamps caught the gray at his temples as he faced the dais.“We already serve that part,” he answered. “Intermediaries exist to step between conflicts and hold the line under the Moon Goddess’s ruling. We call the parties. We hear the claims. We bind the judgment to Her law. If peace and unity a

A Commotion in High Council Lands.

Liliana and Clementine slipped out while the banquet’s attention was still scattered.Scent masks used and they kept to the service paths behind the hall and followed the direction Wilfred’s group and Ferdinand had taken, staying far enough back that voices reached them in fragments without the risk of a turned head.The trail led toward a quieter wing of the Council grounds. Before they could close on the closed outer building where the elders had gone, another sound cut across the night.Faint at first. Then unmistakable.A moan, low and unbroken, carried from the courtyard where thick rose vines climbed the fences and drowned the stone in dark leaves.Liliana and Clementine looked at each other. The outer building was shut. Forcing it would announce the tail. The first plan died on the spot.They diverted.Higher ground offered cover. They scaled the side of the nearest structure, moved along the wall, and settled behind the line of wolf statues that l

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