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Tristan’s PovI was in the middle of taking Genevieve right on my desk when a agonizing, burn tore through my ribcage.The phantom pain was so violent, so sudden, that my knees buckled. I pulled away from her with a choked gasp, dropping hard onto the cold hardwood floor. I clutched my chest, doubling over as sweat instantly broke out across my back. My lungs burned for air; every breath felt like swallowing shattered glass."Tristan!" Genevieve scrambled off the edge of the desk, kneeling beside me with wide, panicked eyes as her hand rested on my trembling arm. "Alpha, what's wrong? What is happening to you?"I couldn't even form words. I just curled inward, fighting the stomach-churning nausea.Deep within my soul, the truth landed with brutal clarity. This wasn't a physical illness—it was a bond-severing agonies. Briar was giving herself to another man. She was letting Alpha Logan touch her, claim her, ruin her for anyone else.Throughout the long, agonizing night, the torture onl

Briar's Pov My mind froze as the rogue wolf inside the cell smirked, stepping forward to wrap his calloused fingers around the iron bars. His arrogant posture felt entirely out of place for a prisoner facing treason charges. I forced my eyes away from him, focusing back on Shir, but an unsettling instinct told me this rogue was the key to the entire setup. Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted Genevieve slipping into the subterranean corridor with Fenris right behind her. Unlike before, Genevieve kept her distance, standing several feet back from Tristan instead of clinging to his side. "I am not releasing him!" Tristan growled, his voice echoing off the damp stone walls. "Your Gamma was caught selling high-level defense codes to Logan's envoy!" He shoved a furious finger toward the rogue's cell. "And who, exactly, caught him?" I demanded, keeping my voice steady. "My border guards," Tristan spat. "Genevieve received an anonymous tip, and she brought the intel directly to me."

Briar's PovI felt completely hollow, like a neglected ember fading into cold ash. After Tristan dragged me into the suite, slammed the heavy oak door, and threw the bolt shut, I screamed for help until my throat rawed. But it was entirely useless. Down in the courtyard below, I could hear the faint, muffled hum of pack life—warriors laughing, patrol officers going about their duties, the daily rhythm of the estate continuing uninterrupted. Meanwhile, I was chained to a cold stone wall in my former bedroom, trapped in absolute isolation.My knees buckled, and I slid down until I was sitting on the polished floorboards, resting the back of my head against the unyielding stone wall. Disbelief wasn't what drained the warmth out of my chest; it was Tristan’s complete lack of human compassion. The silver-lined iron shackles bit into my wrists and ankles, sending a dull, constant sting through my skin—just enough raw metal to make every movement excruciating, making sure I couldn't attempt

Tristan’s Pov When Cassian gave me the news that Logan had brought a full army right to our border, a hot rush of anger filled my chest. This whole mess was Briar’s fault. She was bringing ruin to my land, but I was not about to panic. I knew Logan was a brutal fighter and that his army outmatched mine in sheer numbers, but he had one major weakness: his pathetic obsession with my wife. Briar was my ultimate bargaining chip, and I was going to use her to force him into submission. I marched out toward the main iron gates with Cassian by my side. The night air was freezing, thick with the smell of damp earth and coming violence. Looking out into the darkness beyond our perimeter lights, I could see hundreds of shadows shifting among the trees. Logan had deployed an entire strike force. A full fight would tear my compound apart, but I did not come out here to throw my men into a meat grinder. I came out to give orders and set the terms. Behind me, my guards stood stiff and silent, th

Briar's povThe moment the trade went down, I couldn’t tear my gaze away from Logan. The man looked ready to rip Tristan to pieces with his bare hands, yet he managed to keep a chillingly calculated mask in place. He’d marched his entire army right to the border just to pull me out of that nightmare—back to the husband who had locked me away and left me to rot. Right then, any lingering doubts vanished. My respect and affection for Logan doubled in a heartbeat.I bit back my tears, though seeing him like that shattered something fragile inside me. The raw intensity in his eyes when he saw me shuffling out in chains set my chest on fire. I wanted nothing more than to break into a run, throw myself into his arms, and never look back.Tristan spat some weak threat into my ear, but it was just white noise. My focus was entirely locked on Logan. I could feel the sheer rage and desperate urge radiating off him.Step by step, I moved forward while Genevieve crossed from the other side. As we