LUCIEN AFOLAYANDriscoll keeps throwing frantic glances toward the grand clock as the feeding watch approaches, but there is still zero trace of Chika returning from the clinical zone. The exact microsecond my transport rolls back into the courtyard, my eyes spot our old head servant standing like a frozen stone guard outside the main den. Moving my massive frame smoothly, I bark through the window, "What tactical variable has forced your boots to camp outside the gatehouse?"Uneasily, Driscoll shifts his weight, his scent spiking with raw panic. "Master Afolayan, Chika has not returned from the medical complex yet, and his unit has not initiated a single frequency ping to our data pads.""And where is the vanguard driver?" I probe further, my golden alpha eyes narrowing into dangerous slits.Driscoll shakes his gray head, his hands beginning to tremble. "My terminal completely lost his tracking beacon. I deployed a scout unit to search the medical parking grid half an hour ago, but m

Cedric, quick to grasp the tactical shifting in the room, realizes my mind is highly suspicious of Bianca's actions. He quickly tries to defend his youngest boy's honor. "Warlord Afolayan, I assure your station, my youngest cub has zero connection to this security crisis. His body is missing too, and his wolf is definitely not involved in any treason."I give the old patriarch a cold, knowing smile that shows my fangs. "It seems your mind only thinks of Bianca's survival. What about Chika? Does his flesh not count as a biological child of your bloodline too?"Cedric catches his massive verbal mistake and dramatically swings his own hand around to slap his own face with a loud smack, exclaiming, "Of course, Chika is very much at the front of my thoughts too! He is actually my absolute favorite child, Warlord, your office must believe my tongue!"My deep suspicions regarding Chika’s relationship with the Whitmore couple drop into a much darker place. My mind had always felt that Cedric

BIANCA WHITMORE"What is it your useless throat wants to say to my platoon? Let’s hear the words leak out right now," the massive mafia kidnapper commands, his rough fingers reaching down to violently rip the canvas rag away from my lips the second he notices my whole body shaking with primitive fear.A torrent of hot tears spills down my cheeks as I scream at his face, "Why is the ransom price for my flesh set at a staggering five million credits while his station is only valued at a measly single million? Isn’t Chika your actual primary target inside this territory? What tactical reason forced your hitmen to abduct my body too? Aren’t our units trapped in the exact same boat? Why am I being treated like garbage?"My voice breaks into a loud, pathetic sob that echoes off the concrete walls. The guard finds my absolute terror highly amusing, a dark chuckle rolling out of his chest as his fingers stroke his scarred chin, studying my messy face like a piece of cheap meat. It doesn't tak

Looking highly pleased with the smooth operation, the commander gestures toward his subordinates. "Pass the leather case with the five million credits to my vanguard soldier. The exact microsecond the currency is verified, your precious baby boy will be returned straight to your boundary."The second the words leave his mouth, Helena hastens to shove the heavy suitcase into the palms of a tall, slender hitman dressed in dark tactical gear. The slender soldier snaps the latches open to count the stacks of black-market credits with lightning speed, then slams the iron lid shut. He gives a short, sharp nod to his boss and disappears into the dark warehouse structures with the wealth. Content with the transaction, the leading mafia man affectionately pats my trembling shoulder and announces, "Congratulations, little wolf. Your unit is officially cleared to go home."The moment his claws release my arms, my brain still seems completely disoriented. Is my body truly free to clear this death

LUCIEN AFOLAYAN"My intellect always calculated it was impossible for Bianca's weak wolf to possess any active ties to an overseas smuggler clan," Troy mumbles, his fingers scratching his thick hair in total confusion before he drops a secondary data device right onto my iron desk blotter. "Then my scouts intercepted this specific transmission grid, Warlord. A rogue Luna named Sienna Okafor personally introduced those black-market contacts to Bianca's office, solely because his failed studio owes her moon clan agency a staggering eighty million credits in operational penalties."The exact microsecond my eyes scan the raw text logs vibrating across the screen, my inner beast drops into a dark, calculating silence. The moment my hand originally completed the forced mating rituals with Chika, my enforcers had executed a baseline security check into Sienna's pack history. Her profile appeared completely average on the surface, yet several critical blocks of her territory history were myst

LUCIEN AFOLAYANThe exact microsecond Bianca's throat releases that loud, annoying scream, Tobin steps out of the shadow of the excavator cabin and deploys a sharp, bone-crushing kick straight into the boy's lower back. The physical force launches Bianca completely out of his mechanical wheelchair, his body tumbling across the gravel until his frame lies perfectly still on the dirt. Tobin withdraws his leg with a slow, deliberate movement, stepping back to wheel my massive frame directly in front of the terrified, shaking figures of Helena and Cedric, who both promptly drop their heads to the earth, shivered to the bone and completely unable to look up at my face."Does my physical presence upset your small minds? What specific variable explains the absolute terror freezing your facial expressions right now? Has my command deck executed something terrible enough to frighten your noble bloodline?" I inquire, my lips parting into a highly deceptive, terrifying smile that reveals my fang

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