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"No, no, everything is perfect. It is all going according to my plan. I told you to relax, Malia. This kind of thing is child's play for the Whittemore line."While he brags, his mind races, wondering who the massive power player was that could move Gerard with a single word. Oblivious to Scott's fear, Malia smiles."You have saved Silvermoon Holdings today. I would like to treat your wolf to a hunt dinner tonight."Scott's eyes light up with joy."I would be honored to share a den dinner with you, Malia."He feels thrilled, thinking to himself, Derek, from now on, I will be the one running with Malia and protecting her tail.Just then, Malia's mirror stone glows. She answers quickly. "Mother, what is wrong with the pack?"On the other end, Talia Argent is sobbing uncontrollably, her wolf howling in panic."Malia! Liam and I were ambushed near the border! He was nearly beaten to death by a savage! You have to avenge our blood!"Malia is shocked, her claws sliding out."An ambush? Liam

My wolf could have caught the water in mid-air, but I chose to let it hit."Are your family's fangs satisfied now?" I ask, my voice turning to pure winter stone. "Does your chest feel lighter, Luna Queen? You know their lying nature better than any wolf in this territory, yet your mind believes every bark they make. You are entirely right—breaking our Eternal Lunar Bond was the wisest path for my wolf. Because you are nothing but a foolish she-wolf!"My freezing tone makes Malia take a step back, a shiver running down her spine. Her scent turns confused, doubting her own claws. Derek was never a wolf who attacked the old or weak. Talia and Liam were always dragging trouble into the den. One loved to spread false scents, and the other was a common pack bully. How could her mind believe them so easily?Suddenly, regret fills Malia's eyes. "Derek, I—"I raise my hand, cutting the wind from her throat."I do not care what your tongue wants to say to me. I will leave you with this text—gua

His scarred hand shoots out, grabbing a fistful of Scott's dark hair and yanking his head forward with violent force. The watching wolves gasp in pure shock as they realize these black-armored enforcers do not care about the Nightfang borders at all.Baldy growls directly into Scott's ear, "I hate show-off pups the most. Let us see how sharp your teeth really are when we pull them. Boys, teach this dog his place!"With that command, the rogue gang surrounds Scott, their heavy boots kicking and stomping his ribs mercilessly against the stone."Stop it, you bastards!" Scott screams, his grand Alpha bravado evaporating into thin air instantly. "I order your pack to stop right now, or my father will make your wolves disappear from the earth!" His hollow threats quickly turn to pitiful, whining pleas as his bones crack. "Please, stop! I am begging your paws! You are going to kill my wolf!"Scott's face is a bloody mess of purple bruises, his nose leaking red onto his fine fur coat. The wor

Derek lets out a low, sarcastic chuckle. "Is that the text, Ms. Argent? Your she-wolf heart is so generous, begging your future mate to save your past bond's life. Should my wolf prepare a grand tribute gift for your oh-so-powerful Chosen Alpha Candidate?"Hearing the deep mockery dripping from his tongue, I shake my head, my disappointment heavy. "Your rogue soul is completely hopeless. Even at a life-and-death moment like this, your inner wolf is still drowning in petty jealousy. Let my tongue tell you an uncomfortable truth—Jackson Whittemore possesses the raw territory power to handle Stiles Stilinski. Your pride might hate the scent, but it is the absolute truth."Derek replies coldly, his back already turning to me, "His wolf must be a very grand beast. But my claws do not need another dog to handle my hunts."With those final words, his boots click against the stone as he walks out into the dark forest alone.Seeing his opening, Scott crawls up to my side with a friendly, submi

Cora thinks my mind has completely snapped. "Derek, shut your jaws! Don't your ears know Bobby is the best shadow fighter Alpha Stilinski commands from the south? My claws cannot protect your hide if you keep running your mouth to a killer!" She turns her face to Bobby, her voice very tight. "Bobby, this male is a friend of my den and Lydia's line. Can our tongues talk this out later? Maybe your pack could let his head off the hook today?"Bobby laughs out loud. "I am afraid that is not possible for my hunt. This punk messed with Alpha Stilinski's border business yesterday afternoon. The supreme boss wants his flesh taken care of personally." He continues, looking back at Cora, "Ms. Hale, please tell the Bloodclaw Pack Heiress it is nothing personal against her line. This guy not only ruined Alpha Stilinski's plans, but his head is also acting all high and mighty even with my hunting knife biting the wood. That is a huge disrespect to my name and my Alpha."Cora has to admit my wolf i