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203 - FATHER'S BETRAYAL

Dr. Thorne pulls the last suture tight. The local anesthetic does not mask the deep, throbbing ache in my right shoulder, but the bleeding is finally under control. He tapes a thick gauze bandage over the wound and steps back."The muscle is intact, but the corrupted magic damaged the surrounding tissue," Thorne says, stripping off his gloves. "The venom in that spear was designed to eat through Alpha strength. You need to keep your arm immobilized. If you tear those stitches in a fight, you will hemorrhage, and your body will not heal it quickly."I ignore the sling he holds out. I swing my legs off the exam table and stand up. My balance is steady. I cannot lead a defense from a hospital bed.The double doors to the trauma center open. Jaslyn and Evan walk in.Jaslyn looks exhausted. Her skin is pale, and she leans slightly against Evan’s side, but her eyes are alert. They both smell like ozone and burnt wiring."What happened in Sector Four?" I ask."It wasn't a physical breach," J

204 - NURSERY SEIGE

Ryder’s hand locks onto my arm."You are not going," he says. His voice is a low, dangerous rasp in the dark."Sienna will destroy the nursery," I tell him."I will send Evan," Ryder counters. "I will blow the blast doors with C4. I am not sending you down there alone to face a possessed anchor."I reach out and find his face in the dark. My fingers brush the edge of his jaw. He is tense, operating purely on the instinct to protect his family."We just talked about this in the transport," I say quietly. "You cannot lock me in a bunker every time the threat level rises. You promised we were equals.""This is a suicide mission.""It is a trap," I correct him. "And I am not walking into it blindly."I turn my head toward the space where Evan is standing. "Evan. The main blast doors on Sublevel Three are sealed from the inside. How else do we get into the nursery?"Evan powers up his tactical tablet. The screen casts a pale blue light across the corridor, illuminating his face. He pulls u

205 - ANCHOR SHATTERS

I leave the trauma center the second Jaslyn steps into the emergency stairwell. I draw my combat knife. My right shoulder burns with every movement, threatening to tear Dr. Thorne's sutures, but I ignore the pain. I promised not to lock her in a bunker. That does not mean I will let her face an ancient threat without backup.I descend the stairs in absolute darkness. I navigate by memory. By the time I reach the landing for Sublevel Three, I see the pale silver glow of Jaslyn’s magic illuminating the corridor ahead.Sienna lunges.She crosses the distance with terrifying speed. She holds a curved, gray bone dagger, driving it upward toward Jaslyn’s stomach. She wants to end the heirs before they are born.I sprint forward, vaulting over a fallen security cart, and throw my weight directly into Sienna’s side.We crash onto the concrete floor. The bone dagger misses Jaslyn by inches, scraping violently against the wall. I pin Sienna’s weapon arm beneath my knee and drive my forearm acro

206 - RUINS

The purple light on the screen cuts through the heavy storm clouds over the Blackwood estate. It is the same blinding, corrupted energy that poured from the shattered monolith, but instead of pooling on the ground, it is concentrated into a single, massive pillar tearing into the sky."Vanessa is opening the final spiritual gate," Ryder says, his voice tight.He turns away from the screen, already moving toward the armory to rally the remaining guards.I follow him down the corridor. "I am going with you."Ryder stops. He turns around and looks at me under the harsh fluorescent lights of the trauma wing. My magic reserves are critically depleted. My muscles ache with a deep, lingering exhaustion, and I am carrying the heirs the enemy desperately wants to destroy. Everything in his conditioning as an Alpha is screaming at him to lock me in the deepest vault in this building and throw away the key."Vanessa started this war by kidnapping me from the lower territories," I tell him, keepi

207 - HIGH PRIESTESS

The tree line offers no cover. Hundreds of resurrected blue-ash wolves stand between us and the purple pillar of light. They do not growl. They do not break formation. They wait in absolute silence, their glowing eyes fixed on our strike team.I do not order a retreat. We have no fallback position left."Open fire," I command.Fifty rifles discharge at once. The deafening crack of gunfire shatters the quiet of the forest. Silver-jacketed rounds tear into the front line of the ash-wolves. The impact forces the front ranks backward, their bodies disintegrating into dark dust as the silver burns through the corrupted magic holding them together.But there are too many of them. The fallen are instantly replaced by the ranks behind them. The silent army surges forward, closing the distance in seconds.I drop my empty rifle and let it hang from its tactical sling. I draw my sidearm with my left hand and pull my combat knife with my right. My injured shoulder burns with a sharp, tearing pain

208 - LAST CHOICE

The shockwave throws me backward. I hit the scorched stone of the courtyard, my ears ringing from the deafening crack of the purple pillar shattering.Ryder hits the ground a few feet away, his arm instinctively shielding his head. He pushes himself up immediately, raising his sidearm to cover our flank. The freezing rain resumes, pouring into the ruined estate, turning the thick layer of ash into a gray sludge.At the center of the chasm, the purple light hasn't vanished. It has stabilized.Vanessa stands unharmed in the middle of the destruction. A thick, crimson shield of corrupted magic wraps around her, fed by glowing tethers of blood that connect her directly to the severed throats of her mercenaries and the jagged edges of the rift. She is drawing defensive strength straight from the portal. The sheer volume of power flowing into her makes the air around her hum with a lethal, static charge.She raises her hands. The blood tethers pulse, and a wave of dark energy shoots toward

209 - KING'S FALL

He is a towering mass of corrupted magic and petrified bone, forged into a solid shape by the blood of Vanessa’s mercenaries. He stands ten feet tall, his broad shoulders casting a long shadow over the scorched stone. The ruined walls of the ancestral estate groan under the sudden shift in gravity. The sheer pressure radiating from him drops the temperature until the freezing rain turns into sharp, stinging hail.I raise my sidearm and fire. The silver round strikes him directly in the center of his chest. It does not penetrate. The bullet flattens against his hardened skin and falls into the ash.He doesn't even look at me. He raises his hand.A shockwave of dark, suffocating energy erupts from his palm. It hits the vanguard like a concrete wall. Guards are thrown backward into the tree line. Men hit the stone pillars and collapse. The blue-ash wolves that survived our initial assault drop to the ground, their corrupted magic absorbed back into their master to fuel his strength.I pl

210 - WHITE MOON RISES

The First Alpha stands over me. He blots out the storm. The corrupted magic rolling off his petrified armor freezes the air in my lungs. He does not waste time gloating. He raises a massive hand, his bone-white claws dripping with dark energy, and drives it straight down toward my stomach.He wants the twins. He senses the raw White Moon magic inside them, the only power capable of neutralizing his corruption.Jaslyn. Ryder’s voice echoes through the mate bond, desperate and pinned beneath the stone.I do not scramble backward. I do not raise my arms to block a strike that would shear right through bone. I stay on my knees in the freezing mud. I close my eyes and reach inward.My own magic is drained, spent on the portal. But the twins are not empty. Their power pulses in perfect rhythm with their heartbeats. It is not like mine. It is deep, untempered, and absolute. It is the pure, unfiltered countermeasure the earth created to fight this exact entity.I tap into it.I do not force t

211 - KING'S COUNTERATTACK

The petrified armor covering the entity’s chest splits open. Beneath the hardened bone, a swirling vortex of dark energy holds the First Alpha together. Right in the center beats a solid black core. It is the heart of the ancient threat. The single weak point.The First Alpha recognizes its vulnerability instantly. It crosses its thick arms, moving to shield the fracture from the blinding silver glare radiating from Jaslyn.I do not give it the chance.I push off the cracked stone. My right shoulder burns. The torn muscle screams in protest, but I ignore the pain. I cross the distance between us in three long strides. I launch myself into the air before the enemy can close the gap over its chest.My jaws lock onto its right forearm.My teeth sink into the hardened skin. It tastes like ash and ozone. I throw all my weight backward, dragging the limb down toward the mud.The First Alpha lets out a deafening roar. It tries to shake me off. It swings its arm, lifting my dark-furred wolf f

212 - PURIFYING BITE

The silver light drains from my fur.The ancient enemy inhales, pulling the deep power of the twins straight from my core. The draw is relentless. I feel the energy leaving my veins, siphoned directly into the dark vortex spinning inside its fractured chest. The cold ache of exhaustion settles into my bones. My legs shake under the strain, my paws sliding forward in the freezing mud.The entity grows taller, feeding on the pure force meant to destroy it. The black sphere in its chest expands, pulsing with stolen light.It lifts its arm. Ryder is still attached, his jaws locked around the petrified joint, his dark fur slick with his own blood. The beast uses my stolen power to swing its arm violently, slamming Ryder into a jagged slab of ruined concrete.I hear the bone crack. I feel the sharp, blinding spike of pain through our mate bond. Ryder’s lungs seize, but he refuses to open his jaws. He holds the limb down, keeping the enemy’s chest exposed for me. He is buying me time with hi

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