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Craig grunts in my direction. “Right, so…” I start trying to break the tension. It is clear that these two do not like me for whatever reason and I do not want to go on a rescue mission while having to watch my back against those on my team. “Beta James and I share a mate. She was taken from here earlier today. James was gravely injured.” It was the first time that I had admitted to anyone that James and I share a mate and I was surprised that I did not feel any anger or resentment from the statement.

They walked closely and slowly until they reached the pyre, "Be free my love, fly away until the plains of victory! Became a bird as you always wanted to be!" They lit the pyre together, relying on each other strength, seeing the flames and feeling the blaze until it was unbearable, they stood aside, watching until the flames consumed the shrouded body and became ash, then Alexa reaches for the center, "Andrew's death was caused by an arrow in a cowards move, under the protection of the white flag! We will avenge him, everyone is ready to engage the enemy we will march or they will come to us!" Then she turned to Elia, "If you want you don't need to be a part of this, I could use your help,

Riley mumbled as he kept his eye on his surroundings. "I am not saying that we shouldn't trust him. I'm just saying that we don't know enough. We have no idea what is going on and we are acting like mindless people who just follow orders. We found out that Ryder was actually the enemy's son. We are forced to believe that he is good because he is our friend and he knows where Sam is. And lastly, we are outside an abandoned building to kill his evil twin brother who we can't even smell or see for the past 20 minutes.

He called out, as I turned abruptly. "An enemy from the past is coming. Your bond with Ryan should not be one sided or you will be at the receiving end." My heart felt heavy, and I was sure dismay was painted all over my features. Who is the enemy from the past?

"The enemy of your enemy is not your friend. But they are something more useful than a friend. They are a person who needs the same thing you need for entirely different reasons. That kind of alignment is rarer and more durable than affection." * * * I know who it is before Arden tells me.

"But we have suspects. Three wolves have been making noise about challenging your father for weeks. They disappeared right after the murders." Dmitri turned to face the crowd. Hundreds of wolves stared back at him. Some looked loyal. Some looked uncertain. Some looked hungry. "Does anyone want a war?" Dmitri asked. Silence. Then three wolves stepped forward from the crowd. The first was a massive brute named Viktor, one of his father's old rivals. The second was a younger wolf named Sergei, ambitious and stupid. The third was a woman, Zoya, who'd been his father's beta before Irina.

Something worse? Chapter 98 reveals THE ENEMY!

I feel him swell, throb, then hot spirits deep inside me. We collapse together. His forehead drops to mine, his breathing is ragged and unsteady and for a moment he seems almost human. "You're dangerous," he murmurs. "So are you," I say against his neck. He shifts, pulling back, standing, straightening his clothes with ease, and that's when I see it … the tattoo at the base of his spine as his shirt rides up, a symbol I've seen before, stamped on documents in files in Luca's office in the drawer marked in my brother's handwriting with a single word: ‘enemy.’ My brain catches up and then he turns. The mask has slipped and I see the jaw, the thin white scar running along the bone that I have l

My expression hardened into something cold and unreadable. "To who?" The soldier hesitated. And suddenly I knew I wasn't going to like the answer. Not even a little. The man's face turned even paler than before. Then he spoke. And the name that left his mouth made my blood run cold. Because it wasn't an enemy. It wasn't Rinaldi. It wasn't an outsider. It was someone from inside my own circle. Someone I trusted. Someone who had access to everything. And in that moment, I realized the betrayal was far worse than I imagined. Far closer. Far more personal.