Brecken, Lucian, Soren, and I walked out of the main council building into the concrete courtyard. The yellow hum of the streetlights washed over the empty asphalt parking lot below us. The upper city district is secure, but the harbor is still an open question. Until Cade signals back from the docks, Hale's secondary cutter is a live threat to these streets. "Thomas," Brecken called out to his Beta, who was standing near a black pack SUV parked near the front gates. "Keep ten wolves posted at the main entrance doors. If any of Elder Rowen's remaining enforcers show up on this street, disarm them on the spot." "Got it, Alpha," Thomas replied, racking the slide of his handgun and stepping toward the concrete archway. Soren leaned his wooden staff against the stone railing, taking a slow breath. His face was still slightly pale from using his blood magic back at the harbor pier. "How are you holding up, Soren?" I asked, walking over to stand beside him under the courtyard lights. "
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