The tears she had been desperately holding back inside her wolf finally burst forth."Derek, I honestly thought your beast wasn't coming for me," she sobbed, her fingernails digging into his leather tunic. "Why did you cross into rogue territory for a rejected female?"Derek looked down at her with intense fury and protectiveness, his cedar scent wrapping around her like a heavy cloak. "Of course my wolf would hunt for you when you are in fatal danger. I would tear through the silver nets of the whole Blackfang Wastelands for you, Erica."Erica suddenly felt completely overwhelmed by the crushing weight of the eternal lunar bond, her eyes burning red as she pushed against his massive chest. "Derek, you are such a heartless alpha! Turn your head away because I refuse to let your beast witness my weakness.""And just so your alpha pride knows, my tears are not shedding for your sake!" she snapped, her voice cracking with exhaustion.Derek looked uncharacteristically flustered, his golden

An hour later, they navigated their way out of the dense thickets and located the perimeter of the Bloodclaw pack security team."My lady, thank the Moon Mother you are still breathing!" the warriors exclaimed, rushing forward with their spears lifted the moment they caught Erica's scent."What became of the masked rogues who ambushed our midsection?" Erica demanded, her voice regaining its noble authority."Master Jerry Keoghan arrived with the backup warriors and drove the bastards back into the canyon," Braeden Moon replied angrily, her clothes torn from the skirmish. "He even tore the throats out of a few stragglers.""Jerry came? Where is his wolf hunting now?" Erica asked, her eyes scanning the tree line.Just then, a heavily muscled, middle-aged warrior strode out from the shadows with dominant, purposeful steps, his axe dripping with black rogue blood. "My lady, where is Kate Monroe? I do not smell her presence near your carriage," he asked, his brow furrowing."Kate is dead,"

"Blaming the pack warriors for your own absolute incompetence? Is that your twisted idea of battlefield leadership?" Jerry Keoghan turned on his heel with a cold laugh. "How I handle these lazy omegas is none of your pack concern, boy. Or does your stray wolf truly believe that getting lucky against Kate Monroe means your throat can survive a fight with me?""I ended Kate's breath with a single strike," Derek Hale replied calmly, his alpha aura keeping the horses completely still. "And while my beast could easily do the exact same to your neck, I haven't found a legal reason under the covenant to tear you apart yet. I just can't stand cowards who bully their pack subordinates instead of tracking the stolen goods. For a supposed supreme fighter of the keep, your wolf is pretty pathetic.""You must have an absolute death wish to speak to an elder warrior like that," Jerry growled, his golden eyes flashing as his fangs fully bared. "Do you have any actual idea who my bloodline is within t

Derek's teeth bared in a dangerous grin. "Now that is incredibly interesting to my ears. If your wolf has never run these trails and knows absolutely nothing about the geography of this valley, how did your tracking team manage to find the direct path to this hidden cavern within an hour?"Jerry stood completely speechless, his throat locking as he found himself unable to formulate a lie.Derek pressed on, his voice dropping to a low growl that made the guards behind Jerry lower their heads. "Don't bother making up excuses about your nose. The paths outside this cave are narrow, winding, and completely masked by ancient rogue vegetation. For a city-dwelling warrior who claims to have never stepped foot on this dirt to find this opening so easily, one might think your beast grew up running these exact trails."Lydia commented, her eyes shifting between them, "Derek, Jerry comes from a prestigious martial arts lineage in the northern keeps. He couldn't possibly be a common stray from th

I step through the arched iron gates of the Whispering Moon Woods, my wolf stirring restlessly under my ribs as the dark scent of scorched ash and copper blood hits my nose. Lydia Hale walks beside me, her golden fur-lined cloak sweeping against the dirt of the Shadow Creek Packlands. Deep within the shadow of the ancient trees, my black transport vehicle is nothing more than a melted frame of steel. Beside the smoking wreckage lies the broken, lifeless body of Kate Monroe.Two figures emerge from the thick shadows of the oak trees—Michael Hale and the sinister rogue elder, Bane."Kate is dead?" Michael exclaims, his scent spiking with pure, pathetic terror as he stares at the blood pooling in the dirt. "What kind of beast could have done this in a territory full of nothing but common pack omegas?"Bane silently crouches down, his long, dark claws tracing the jagged fracture along Kate's neck. He stands up, his face hardening as his yellow eyes flare. "She encountered a high-ranking A

Jackson chimed in with a taunting smirk, leaning across the table. "Lydia, my father is giving your keep first priority here out of respect for your bloodline. If you aren't interested, there are plenty of rival packs lined up outside Beacon Moon City waiting to purchase our premier establishment."Lydia falls into deep thought, her knuckles tightening under the table. While she doesn't personally care about owning a nightclub, she had explicitly promised it as a gift to me tonight. She hates the idea of looking insincere or weak in front of me."Elder Noah, one hundred and fifty million is far beyond market value," Lydia tries to negotiate, keeping her tone respectful. "Perhaps we can adjust the figure to something reasonable?"Noah smiles inwardly, believing the younger female is too inexperienced to handle territory dealings. He knows no sane pack would pay such a ridiculous sum for the club, but by anchoring high, he intends to pull an astronomical price from her pocket.Pretendin

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