บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha's Rejected Mate: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

They brought the case straight to the main hall.Lucas did not waste time with speeches. He spread the maps across the central table and let the senior survivors and the remaining loyal fighters see the routes for themselves. The eastern boundary. Three approach lines. Timing marks that placed the first movement less than eleven hours away. Secondary codes that did not match any formal Black Hollow designation.The room went quiet in stages.Elena was the first to speak. “If this is accurate, Calder has either lost control of his outer commercial network or decided the internal damage to our pack is sufficient to risk an open push.”“Or someone is using his infrastructure as cover and counting on the confusion,” Lucas said. He stood braced against the edge of the table, weight kept carefully off the damaged thigh. The bond carried the continuous cost of remaining upright. “The distinction matters less than the timing. We have until before dawn to put bodies on those approach lines or

The contracted force came up the slope in a clean, practiced line.They did not waste themselves on the first mixed wave’s mistakes. They used the irregulars as a screen and pushed the real weight against the weakest point of the stone rise—Elena’s far end, where the numbers had already thinned. The impact was immediate. Loyal wolves went down. The line bent hard.Lucas moved to reinforce it.Sienna stayed on his left as ordered, the bond a continuous current of pain and direction. Every step cost him. She could feel the thigh wound tearing further, the ribs grinding with each breath. He did not slow. When a contracted wolf in human form broke through with a short spear, Lucas took the thrust on his damaged forearm and put the attacker down with the sidearm at near contact range. The recoil nearly dropped him. Sienna hauled him back into the formation before the gap could widen.Elena’s voice cut across the fight, raw but controlled. “We cannot hold this rise past the next push. The l

Lucas lost consciousness between one shallow breath and the next.Sienna felt the bond change—still present, still anchored, but no longer carrying the sharp edge of his active will. She kept both hands pressed to the thigh wound until one of the fall-back medics reached them and took over. The medic’s face said enough. Lucas was alive. He was not guaranteed to stay that way without a real surgeon and time they did not have.Sienna wiped the blood from her hands onto her pants and took the radio.“All loyal frequencies. The Alpha is down and under field care at the secondary inner markers. The claim remains active. Until he stands, you answer to the claim’s authority as he ordered. Collapse every nonessential route. Pull every mobile pair that can still fight to the inner approaches. Elena holds the rise as long as possible. Harris holds the center. We do not give the source a clean path to the main grounds.”The acknowledgments came back in short, strained bursts. Some voices carried

They moved Lucas to the main grounds under full escort before full light.The medical room had been cleared and reinforced during the night. What remained of the pack’s surgical capacity went to work without ceremony. Sienna stayed outside the door until Harris forced her to sit long enough for someone to bind her damaged wrist and clean the worst of the cuts she had stopped noticing. The bond remained a low, steady awareness—Lucas alive, under deep sedation, the claim still anchored.The eastern boundary held in the thin way a line holds when the enemy has withdrawn rather than been destroyed. Prisoners were sorted. The dead were counted. The coded units from the case had either died in the cut or vanished into the outer territories with the same efficiency they had arrived. No architect. No clear trail back to a single hand.By midmorning the senior survivors gathered in the main hall because someone had to.Elena’s shoulder was packed and strapped. Harris carried a fresh cut across

They did not wait for another body on the marker stone.Before midnight Lucas ordered the eastern approaches stripped and rebuilt under a single defensive logic. Every secondary path that could carry a mixed force was collapsed or manned. The commercial spur was closed under heavy watch. The old ridge path, the lower cut, and the drainage channel received overlapping pairs who reported on a tighter interval than the pack had used in years. Harris took the outer commercial ground with orders to dismantle every remaining dead-drop site and clearing-house contact still visible on the maps. Elena held the main grounds and the deep cells.Sienna stayed on Lucas’s left as they moved through the first full rotation of the new line. He walked with a controlled limp that did not slow the pace he set. The bond carried the continuous cost of the injuries and the colder focus that had replaced the earlier exhaustion. The claim sat between them without the old political noise simply the fact of it