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Lucas’s face reddened as Valkira’s words got under his skin. He glared at her, clearly annoyed that she had managed to turn his own words against him. “That’s right! I have the Shadow family from the Southern Continent behind me now. Seraphina, the eldest daughter of the Shadow family, is my fiancée. You may be strong, Valkira, but you won’t get away with harming me. Seraphina will make sure of that.”His eyes hardened as he lowered his voice. "You know what your problem is? You've always been too stupid to know when you've lost. You came back thinking you could scare me. Look at you. You're a scarred, washed-up nobody with a dead father and a dying pack. The only reason anyone even remembers your name is because you lived long enough to crawl back."He spat on the ground at her feet."You want to know what I see when I look at you? I see a woman who was thrown away like garbage and still doesn't understand she was never worth anything. You were never enough for me, Valkira. That's wh

Valkira stared at him, her brows drew together as his words sank in. Her grip on his shirt tightened without her realizing it. She had spent five years blaming Lucas for what happened, but there had always been pieces of that night she couldn't explain. Crescent Pack had been one of the strongest packs around. Even if Silvermoon Pack had joined forces with the other six major packs, bringing it down should have been a difficult fight. Yet somehow, they had managed to destroy it.She had suspected for years that someone else had been behind the attack, someone with enough power to help bring down Crescent Pack. Now Lucas’s words only confirmed what she had been thinking all along.Valkira loosened her grip on his collar just enough to let him breathe. “Then who was it?”Lucas dragged in a breath, still struggling to catch his breath as he looked at her. “The one who helped me rise back then...” He swallowed hard. “It was the Shadow family.”Valkira loosened her grip slightly as she pr

The prison gates groaned shut behind Chris as he walked back along the gravel path, the damp night air carrying the familiar smell of iron, sweat, and old stone from the prison blocks. He went straight to the black vehicle waiting nearby, where Valkira was already sitting in the back seat, her golden eyes watching him through the windshield.Chris climbed into the driver’s seat and pulled the door shut. The engine was already running, its low hum filling the cabin as he gripped the steering wheel and stared ahead.Valkira watched him through the rearview mirror. “Is there something you want to ask me Chris?”Chris hesitated before asking, “Why didn’t you just kill him?”Valkira shook her head. “Because he’s not a threat to me anymore. But that doesn’t mean he’s useless. I still need him alive.”Chris glanced back at her from the driver’s seat.“He keeps bringing up the Shadow family, doesn’t he? If we keep him alive, he might lead us straight to Seraphina. That’s what I’m really after

The basement of the lakeside villa was filled with the constant hum of the servers. Their fans blew warm air through the room, and tiny lights blinked across the racks. Darius sat at the main console, leaning toward the three monitors as he typed. The room was kept cold to protect the equipment, but it still smelled faintly of warm metal and concrete. Black cables ran along the ceiling and connected the servers to the villa's security system and Darius's private network. He'd been there for three hours, going through satellite traffic around the Silvermoon sector and filtering out the usual network activity. He checked encrypted channels, followed strange connections, and looked for anything that didn't fit the normal pattern. So far, he'd found nothing useful. Then one of the monitors gave a sharp chime. Darius stopped typing and looked up. A red warning popped up on the center monitor. An encrypted data file had just passed through a maritime relay in the southern waters. Dari

The basement beneath Skyline Center smelled of damp concrete and old blood. Rusted pipes ran along the low ceiling, dripping cold water onto the stained floor while a single bare bulb hung over the long wooden table, swinging slightly whenever the cold air moved through the room.Four Alphas sat on one side of the table, their faces tight and uneasy. They still wore their pack colors over their shoulders, but their weapons were gone. Seraphina's men had taken their guns and blades at the security doors before bringing them downstairs, leaving the four men sitting there with nothing but their pride.Lucas stood against the back wall with his arms folded across his chest, trying not to move too much. The bruises from his time in prison were still healing, and his ribs hurt whenever he shifted his weight. He watched the four Alphas in silence, wondering what Seraphina planned to do with them.The heavy steel door opened with a loud screech, and Seraphina walked into the basement in a sle