All Chapters of To Breed a Beast BOOK 2: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

My anger simmered slightly at her admission of secondary status. "I await your favorable response at my home sector. After all, your agency wouldn't want my vanguard to expose this digital scandal to the rival packs, completely tarnishing your corporate reputation before the next high council election, would you?"Aylin managed a strained, terrifyingly thin smile. "Of course not." Without touching the water container she had pushed toward my gauntlet, I turned on my heel and departed the complex.The moment the security elevator closed behind my frame, leaving her alone in the briefing room, Aylin dialed Bianca’s private frequency. Despite her two decades of navigating the dark waters of the mafia network, it was her first time being thoroughly outmaneuvered by a young vanguard commander. After several attempts, Bianca finally cleared the connection, her voice sounding clearly agitated over the comms. "Aylin, do you realize my division is in the middle of a live-fire simulation at Rav

"Warlord, what specific strain of stimulant do you require for the upcoming council session? I will prepare the filtration unit immediately," she offered, deliberately shifting her posture to expose the tracking marks on her collarbone as she leaned over his desk. She radiated absolute confidence, fully assured of her personal power to captivate any dominant male wolf on the circuit. She was completely resolute in her choice to conquer Lucien’s attention.Lucien saw straight through her shallow manipulation tactics. He rose from the iron chair without a word, marching past her frame into the private elevator corridor, with Eva scrambling to follow his heavy footsteps. As the blast doors sealed, Lucien leveled a cold glance at her insignia. "Did your clan recently release your unit from the academy?"Proudly, Eva straightened her spine. "Correct. My tactical training was finalized at the Princeton military installation."Lucien's expression shifted into a dark, understanding sneer as t

The statement caught my tracking arrays completely off guard. It was the absolute first instance of Helena ever vocalizing a maternal longing to see my unit. This rare, unprecedented display of family affection touched a vulnerable layer of my internal monologue, softening my initial defensive reluctance. After a brief tactical pause, I made up my mind to inspect the situation. Helena transmitted a secure location link and instructed me to slide my unit into the perimeter without delay.After terminating the data link, I verified the coordinates on my main map, which turned out to be an exclusive, high-tier bunker hotel deep within the neutral zone. I surmised that her line had secured a private dining chamber within its reinforced restaurant sector, choosing not to over-analyze the parameters further.I stepped into my armored transport, directing my vanguard driver to navigate toward the hotel coordinates, while simultaneously signaling Darren Vane to inform his squad that I wouldn'

The Alpha King's golden gaze flared with an uncontrollable, bloodthirsty light. "Prepare my armored transport. My own claws will clear the path to his extraction."Darren recognized the lethal authority in his tone and wasted zero seconds questioning the command. He rapidly cleared the frequency to mobilize the elite guard. Within minutes, Lucien was tearing through the lower sectors, his war vehicle screeching past the border barriers as he roared toward the neutral zone hotel.Throughout the transit, a rare, sickening panic tore through his chest plate. His inner wolf refused to calculate the sheer extent of the atrocities Helena might visit upon my incapacitated frame to secure her daughter's survival.Lucien slammed his vehicle into the hotel's lower terminal and stormed up the emergency stairwells, his tracking arrays locking onto a violent commotion on the seventh deck. He rounded the corner to find my vanguard driver locked in a brutal, blood-slicked fistfight with a heavy, mid

Helena offered a rigid nod of agreement beside him. Driscoll subjected their frames to a long, piercing biological scan before retreating back into the interior of the villa. He returned after a tense delay, delivering the sovereign's terms with a flat, emotionless tone. "Warlord Afolayan decrees that your line will render its submission only when his male mate regains consciousness. Furthermore, he mandates the physical presence of Bianca Whitmore. Without her carcass on the floor, his command will initiate an immediate asset seizure against every trade route owned by your bloodline."Cedric’s face turned an ashen white at the mention of the economic annihilation threatening his syndicate interest—the one thing he valued above his own family ties. Suddenly, his volatile frustration boiled over into physical violence; his clawed hand whipped across the corridor, striking Helena across the jaw with enough force to send her crashing against the iron gates. "Re-establish the connection t