All Chapters of Where the Pack Ends: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

"Did you verify the genetic signatures against the central archive yourself, Leonidas?" I ask, gripping my phone so tightly my knuckles turn bone-white as I pace across the polished floor of the Mooncrest Residences apartment.On the other end of the line, a heavy, measured silence stretches across the secure frequency before his deep, rough voice replies. "I am reviewing the data packets now, Gorgo. Give me until dawn.""I don't have until dawn, and neither do you," I snap back, my heart hammering a rapid, anxious rhythm against my ribs as my wolf paces restlessly within my mind. "Artemisia is still parading around the Argyros Citadel acting like she wears the crown, while Daxos is plotting his next move from the shadow of the council. If you want the pack to believe the truth, we need that DNA confirmation validated publicly.""I said I would handle it," Leonidas murmurs, his tone dropping into that low, possessive register that always sends a hot shiver strai

"Did you see who sent this broadcast, Astinos?" I demand, my fingers tightening around my comm-sceptre as Daxos's amplified voice echoes off the glass and steel of the Mooncrest Residences.Astinos steps over to the window, pulling the curtains aside just enough to watch the holographic projection dancing in the night air above the city square. "It's a full-scale public indictment. He's trying to cut off every legal avenue you have left before you can reach the high court."On the glowing screen, Daxos holds up a massive parchment scroll stamped with the crimson seal of the Alpha Trade Council, his face twisted into a mask of righteous fury."The imposter who calls herself Gorgo Lykaon has conspired with rogue mercenaries to destabilize the Argyros Dominion," Daxos proclaims to the cheering throngs of noble wolves gathered in the plaza below. "By order of the council, any pack member who aids, harbors, or associates with her will be stripped of their rank and ex

"Is this supposed to frighten me, Daxos?" I ask, my voice cutting through the crisp mountain air as I look down at the crimson wax seal resting against the wooden floorboards."It is not a joke, Gorgo," Daxos sneers, stepping back as Leonidas's crimson-gold eyes flare with lethal warning. "The high council has signed the death warrant. Every Fang Sentinel within fifty miles has been mobilized to sweep this camp.""Let them come," Leonidas growls, his boots heavy against the timber as he kicks the scroll off the porch into the dirt. "Every sentinel who steps foot onto Lykaon soil will leave their head behind.""You cannot fight the entire council alone, Leonidas," Daxos warns, though a flicker of fear crosses his eyes. "The Alpha Trade Council has backed the warrant with three battalions of elite mercenaries.""They are not fighting alone," a sharp, familiar voice rings out from the path leading up from the valley.We all turn. Astinos Silverclaw strides into view, flanked by Dilios Mo

"You shouldn't have hit him, Leonidas!" I scream, my voice cracking with a mixture of raw panic and manufactured fury as I shove myself between Astinos and the terrifying, blood-soaked alpha standing in the center of the shattered cabin.Leonidas doesn't even blink. His massive chest heaves with ragged, violent breaths, his crimson-gold eyes locked onto me with a look of such absolute, hollow devastation that my breath catches in my throat. The blood dripping from Astinos's split lip stains the wooden floorboards, but Leonidas doesn't look at his beta. He only looks at me, as if the entire universe has just imploded beneath his feet."You defended him," Leonidas whispers, his voice dropping into a dead, horrifying hiss that sends a shiver straight down my spine. "You stood in front of another man and told me you wanted to leave with him.""Because it's true!" I lie, my hands trembling violently as I force the words past the bitter bile rising in my throat. My wolf is scratching franti

"He's going to tear down this entire hall if you don't let him through," Astinos's panicked voice echoes from the corridor outside, barely audible over the sudden, violent plunge in temperature.The frosted glass windows of the private healing chamber crack with a loud, crystalline snapping sound. Ice spreads across the glass like jagged spiderwebs as a suffocating, ancient alpha aura surges down the hallway, pressing against the heavy oak doors until the iron hinges groan under the sheer pressure.The air in my lungs freezes instantly. My wolf, hollowed out and bleeding inside my spirit, whimpers in sheer primal terror before recognizing the terrifying, apocalyptic scent of winter pine, scorched earth, and raw, unrestrained blood-fury.Leonidas."Supreme Alpha, please! You're still hemorrhaging from the internal shock!" a moon physician screams from the hallway, followed immediately by the sickening crunch of metal armor buckling against stone.The heavy double doors split right down