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She asks sweetly and I happily nod my head while Lucas just stares at her. “So to start with the most obvious one. No, I am not his sister, we just work together.” She answers and my eyes widen. “Oh god. Don’t tell me you work in IT.” I say as I remember Carter telling me his ex-used to work with him. “Oh, so you did tell her about Angela.” She teases Lucas and he just rolls his eyes, “No, I am not Angela, his ex and to put you at ease. I am happily married with a kid. Lucas and I are just coworkers. Well, I am his boss actually.”

” Don whispered as he turned back to locate his master. Aside the reception room/chamber. Phelan crawled on the ground like a snake that was already destroyed, and she was clearly weak. From a distant, someone with sympathy could clearly say that she lost. Or even she never deserved to be fought for she was never a wolf or whatsoever. Suddenly, her anger arose again as she tried to recollect her energy. Growling and whimpering on the ground, anger arose, and this time she could not control it. By her fists, supported her whole body as she rose from the ground with power and her eyes turning from golden-yellow to red…

“That you fought against your own. That you burned through the ranks of your enemies like wildfire. That the Moon Goddess herself has touched you.” His words carried weight, and the crowd shifted, waiting for my response. I exhaled slowly. “I fought to protect. I did what I had to do. Nothing more.” It seemed like Gareth did not believe me because his mouth twitched. "Yet, authority such as yours is rarely granted without cause." His gaze shifted to Kelvin and then to Logan. “And rarely wielded alone.” I knew where this was going before he said it. “Tell us, Rachael.” Gareth tilted his head. “Have you taken a mate?”

Rachel pulled the curtains, a soft 'oh!!' escaping her lips. "Awwn!, isn't he an absolute cutie!!" - Bennett/Marceline squealed happily, her hands held firmly together as she desperately resisted pinching Dean's pale, soft cheeks. "It's too bad that he's in this state, courtesy of that Irina bitch!!" - Rachel gritted her teeth, her hands balling into tight fists. "Selene, are you truly not going to pursue this?!. That wretched witch can't possibly get away with what she's done, she literally tried to kill you!!"

Aethon chirped in. Petra looked at them suspiciously. “I have questions, but I'll leave it for later.” Keondra looked over at Aethon. Why the hell are they alone in her room with Keondra looking all wet and sexy? “We have a lot to catch up on. Girl, what are you doing in Wrodromor?” Petra stepped back to look at what she was wearing. “You can keep that. It looks better on you!” “Alright.” She turned to her brother.

She flinched. Pain lanced behind her eyes, sharper this time, like someone had shoved a needle into the back of her skull. “Don’t chase ghosts,” Elara said, watching the micro‑twitch in her facial muscles. “They are inefficient.” On one screen, the footage paused on Kael’s close‑cropped ID photo. Hard light. Mugshot quality. > **PRIMARY THREAT: KAEL PETROV.** > **ROLE: BRATVA KINGPIN / SIREN DISRUPTOR.**

Rio's POV I stared at the phone in my hand, already regretting that I had bothered to make the call. Elena's voice came through the speaker, sharp and irritated. "I already told you, Rio. Alpha Kael instructed Daniel to watch over Liora” she said. I could practically see her roll her eyes from the other end of the call, even though I couldn’t actually see her. "I want confirmation” I said. "You just got it” she replied, Ruby's voice suddenly joined the conversation.

"Eli! Wait up!" I turned to see Petra jogging toward me. She was one of the few people I’d met during orientation who didn't make me want to roll my eyes, and she was a theater major with bright purple streaks in her hair and a personality that was way too bubbly for nine in the morning. "Did you actually just do that?" she asked, catching her breath as she reached me. "Do what?" I asked, starting to walk toward the dining hall. "You sat in Cain Calloway’s chair, Eli. People have seriously been kicked out of the program for less. Okay, that’s a lie, but still. You basically told the king of the school to kick rocks. Do you even know who they are?"

Milrac asked. She looked at the network around her — she could feel it from the outside, that peripheral warmth. "Now Petra has nearly finished something that changes the Council meeting tomorrow in ways you don't yet understand." She paused. "And I need to show you what she's found before you walk into that room." Petra looked up for the first time, registering that she was no longer alone with Vessa. She saw Kael. Her expression shifted through about four emotions in quick succession — surprise, guilt, excitement, and then the overwhelming urgency of someone who has discovered something too large to contain.

"Petra runs the logistics office on Carmine on the third floor. She handles the dead drops and the routing schedules for the Red Dragon. Silas sends her the boy's coordinates every six hours so she can clear the grid ahead of the transport van. If we get her terminal, we get the next three drop locations before Silas even generates them." Zaria looked at me, her eyes wide. "Can we trust this?" "Domo confirmed it," I said. "But Petra won't let anyone through the door unless she recognizes them. So Nicholas will go in first and tell her he has the emergency physical ledger from the south road. Once the door is unlatched, we move." "I'm going in with him," Zaria said instantly. "No," I countere