All Chapters of Tribrid : Rejected By One, Claimed By Four: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

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The Commander's Price

The spotlight from the military launch was so bright it turned the wet rock face behind us into a sheet of glaring white. Rain stung my cheeks, tasting of sea salt, but nobody moved."Agent Merrick," the loudspeaker crackled again. The voice was smooth, gray, and completely without emotion. "You have thirty seconds to clear the ledge. The target steps forward alone."Cade didn't lower his pistol. He stood right at the slippery edge of the cliff, his tactical boots braced against the dark granite. The wind whipped his wet jacket against his ribs."Commander Vance," Cade called out, his voice cutting clean through the roar of the surf below. "You're out of your jurisdiction."A figure stepped up to the boat's bow, leaning against the metal railing. He wore a heavy dark trench coat, his gray hair cropped close to his head. Even through the blinding glare, I could see the cold, professional posture of a man who spent his whole life managing government hunter teams."Jurisdiction doesn't e

Into the Mist

The secondary boat was a battered thirty-foot aluminum skiff, hidden under a low granite overhang where the black waves sloshed against the barnacles. It smelled of diesel, old fish scale, and rusted steel.Lucian untied the mooring ropes with quick, silent efficiency. He primed the small outboard motor, and it sputtered to life with a wet, raspy cough before settling into a low thrum.We slipped out of the cove into the open water just as the fog rolled in off the bay. The fog was thick, gray, and heavy, swallowing the towering cliffs behind us until Lucian’s estate vanished entirely.I sat near the stern on a cold metal bench, wrapping my damp jacket tighter around my shoulders. My body felt hollow, like a dry creek bed after a flash flood. The warlock bond was still humming beneath my ribs, steady and quiet, but my muscles ached from the sheer stress of the night.Soren sat two feet away, leaning against the gunwale with his eyes closed. His left hand was cradled against his stomac

The Southern Ridge

The skiff's aluminum hull scraped against jagged river rocks with a harsh, metallic screech that made me wince.Lucian killed the outboard motor, and the sudden quiet was deafening, broken only by the steady lap of river water against the gravel bank and the distant drip of rain off pine needles."End of the line," Lucian said, stepping out into the knee-deep black water without hesitation. He dragged the bow of the boat onto the gravel bank, tying the line off to a half-submerged hemlock root.I swung my legs over the side and dropped into the river. The mountain water was bone-chillingly cold, soaking straight through my leather boots and sending a shudder clear up my spine. My knees buckled slightly as my feet hit the slick river stones, but a heavy hand caught my elbow before I could spill into the current.I looked up. Brecken was standing over me, his hand locked around my arm. His grip was tight, almost painful, radiating a fierce, protective heat that burned right through my d

The Hollow Cabin

The cabin looked like a black shadow pressed against the granite cliff face.It was small, built of heavy pine logs with a low overhang roof weighted down by flat stones. Years of rot and pine needles had turned the wooden porch gray, but the structure itself sat deep inside a natural stone hollow that cut off the mountain wind completely.Cade hit the small porch first, his boots silent on the damp wood. He checked the rusted iron latch on the door, pulled a thin steel shim from his pocket, and slid it into the frame with a quick, practiced flick of his wrist. The lock popped with a dull click.He pushed the door open three inches, holding his breath as he listened to the dark interior."Clear," Cade whispered, stepping inside.We scrambled over the threshold, and Lucian pulled the heavy oak door shut behind us, throwing two iron slide bolts into place. The room went pitch-black, smelling faintly of dry wood, old soot, and cold stone."Keep away from the front window," Cade instructe

The Uncle's Ledger

The three slow thuds on the oak door echoed through the small cabin like gunshots.Brecken moved without a sound, placing himself directly between the wooden door and my cot. His broad back was tense, his knuckles white around the grip of his hunting knife. Beside him, Cade kept his shotgun leveled at the latch, his finger resting flat against the trigger guard."Aria," Thomas called out again from the porch. His voice was rough, raspy from years of heavy smoking, exactly the way I remembered it from the pack house kitchen. "Don't make this difficult. I have eight men surrounding this rock hollow. You have nowhere to run."I stood up from the cot, my legs surprisingly steady despite the cold sweat on my neck. The warlock anchor inside my chest was humming, cool and quiet, keeping my wolf and vampire natures from exploding at the sound of his voice."Thomas," I said, my voice cutting through the thick cabin timber, sharp and clear. "You're a long way from the Frost Pack territory."A d

The Breach at the Hollow

The screaming resonance of the warlock tag blew out from the door frame like a shockwave.Outside on the porch, three men shrieked in unison as their protective amulets shattered against their chests, blinding their senses and overloading their wolf instincts with raw magic feedback.Cade didn't wait for the sound to fade. He kicked the heavy oak door right off its iron hinges, sending the timber crashing outward into Beta Thomas's chest."Move!" Cade barked.The heavy roar of Cade's shotgun shattered the morning air as he dropped the first scout on the porch steps.Brecken exploded out of the doorway right behind him, a terrifying blur of muscle and gold eyes. He caught the second scout before the man could recover from the magical flash, driving him back into the wooden railing until the timber snapped, throwing both of them onto the rocky slope below.Lucian moved past them like a shadow, taking out the third scout on the far side of the porch before the man could even raise his ta

The Edge of the Quarry

The gravel under my boots was cold and loose. Behind us, the drop-off fell three hundred feet straight down into the roaring white water at the bottom of the gorge. In front of us, twelve Tribunal enforcers stood in an iron arc, their dampening shields humming with that sick, violet light.Marcus didn't rush. He walked out from behind the line of armored vehicles, stepping around a puddle of rainwater with practiced ease."Look at you all," Marcus said, stopping ten yards out. "A rogue hunter, a half-starved warlock, a disgraced vampire, and a wolf who lost his title yesterday morning. Is this the army that was supposed to tear down the High Council?"Brecken took a half-step forward, his shoulder blocking me from Marcus's line of sight. His gold eyes were blazing, his fangs fully extended, but the violet hum coming off those shields was making his hands twitch violently."I don't need an army to rip your head off, Marcus," Brecken growled."You can barely stand, Holt," Marcus replied

The Ravine Descent

Brecken grabbed the heavy nylon climbing line, wrapping it around his forearm to anchor the weight."Aria, get over the edge now," Brecken said, his voice flat and urgent.I didn't argue. I stepped over the granite lip, stepping onto the narrow stone ledge three feet down. The dark gorge dropped straight into the fog below, where the river roared against the rocks. The damp wind hit my back, cold and sharp.I looked up one last time. Cade was still standing in the open, five paces from the Tribunal line. His shotgun was lowered, his eyes fixed on Marcus."Going down," I whispered softly.I let the rope slide through my gloved hands, kicking off the granite face. My boots bounced off the wet stone as I dropped ten feet, twenty feet, sinking straight into the thick white fog that choked the ravine.Above me on the quarry floor, Marcus's voice echoed loudly off the rock walls."You're a good actor, Merrick," Marcus said. "You almost had me. But if you had a live subdermal transponder act

The Neutral Line

The river gorge opened up into a wide, shallow basin where the water slowed down against banks of dark gravel and rotting pine logs. Heavy fog hung over the water, cutting off the view of the granite cliffs behind us.Cade led the way out of the riverbed, stepping over a rusted steel rail half-buried in moss and wet silt."This is the old logging line," Cade said, stopping on the wooden ties. He reached down, unstrapping his sidearm holster to drain the river water from the leather before snapping it back into place. "The tracks run four miles west into the neutral buffer zone. No pack claims this stretch, and the High Council doesn't run patrols out here because there are no paved roads."Brecken stepped onto the tracks beside him, his boots heavy against the wet iron. His jacket was soaked, dark river mud caked along his forearm, but his eyes were sharp as he looked back down the gorge."Marcus has three transport trucks," Brecken grunted, his voice flat and hard. "If he takes the l

The Memory Bleed

The word just hung there in the cold air of the cellar."A weapon," I said, my voice totally flat. "What is that supposed to mean, Soren?"Brecken took two heavy steps across the concrete floor. He stopped right in front of the wooden box where Soren was sitting. His shadow stretched big across the oak posts behind him, his jaw clenched tight."Explain it properly, warlock," Brecken growled. "No stupid coven riddles. What weapon?"Soren didn't back down from Brecken. He kept his eyes right on me, his fingers tightening around the bloody cloth wrapped on his wrist."Back in 1247, the northern wolf packs went to war against the coven houses," Soren rasped. "They burned the altars, killed the elders, and drove the witches all the way to the sea cliffs. The covens were dying out. They didn't have the strength to fight a full pack war, so seven Grand Masters got together in secret to make an anomaly."Lucian stepped away from the cellar stairs, his red eyes glowing faint in the dark. "A ge

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