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I woke slowly, my skin warm and heavy under the duvet. Rowan’s massive arm was draped over my waist like an iron bar, his broad, calloused palm resting flattened directly over my lower belly. His dark, cedar-and-bourbon musk wrapped around my senses, completely untamed, carrying a quiet, possessive heat that made my inner wolf let out a helpless, liquid sigh.For the first time in my life, the future didn't feel like a bloody execution ledger. It felt like something I actually wanted."I know you're awake, little wolf," Rowan rumbled softly against the back of my neck, his gravelly morning voice sending a delicious, electric jolt straight down my spine. His thumb traced a slow, agonizingly tender circle over my stomach. "Your heart rate picked up the second the sun hit the terrace.""I was enjoying the silence, Alpha," I murmured, turning in his arms to look up into the rugged topography of his face. I reached up, my fingers tangling in his dark, messy hair. "Before Marcus comes knoc

The glowing red line across the screen burned into my eyes.I couldn't look away from the single crossed-out name. Rowan leaned over my shoulder, his massive body freezing into a wall of pure iron."Who the fuck is that?" Marcus demanded, his voice a tight, harsh wire."Captain Renee," I whispered.The name hit the small room like a dead weight.Rowan’s rain-and-ash scent turned instantly toxic, filling the cramped quarters with a heavy, suffocating cloud of rage. "Renee was crossed out.""Because he refused to join them," I realized, my heart hammering against my ribs. "He caught Davies in Sector Four. That’s why Davies had to run.""Or Renee is playing us," Marcus spat, his hands shaking as he adjusted his tactical belt. "Fuck, Boss! We can't trust anyone in this damn house!""Get Renee in the command room," Rowan growled low, his deep voice carrying a lethal, terrifying edge. "Quietly. If he breathes wrong, put a bullet in his head.""On it," Marcus snapped, turning sharply on his

"I've got the originating node," Marcus said, his voice dropping into a razor-sharp wire. "It didn't come from the pantry or the lower barracks."Rowan’s large hand tightened on the back of my neck, his rain-and-ash musk turning instantly lethal. "Where is it, Marcus?""The secondary command console," Marcus whispered, looking up with wide, bloodless eyes. "Inside the main security office."I felt the air leave my lungs. "That’s... that’s Captain Vance’s personal workstation.""Vance," Rowan rasped, his deep voice carrying an unholy vibration that rattled the glass fixtures. "The bastard didn't join the rogue coalition in the ravine. He stayed inside my house.""He’s still at his desk," Marcus confirmed, pulling up the live internal feed. "He thinks the data burst cleared without a trace.""Move," Rowan commanded, his silver irises flashing with an unhinged, murderous fire as he drew his sidearm.We stormed down the marble corridor, our boots echoing like