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He had contained the beast so perfectly it was as if he wasn't there at all. A fierce, profound wave of pride washed over Lucian, temporarily cooling his own fire. This was his pack. His family. Three of the most powerful Alphas on the continent, each waging their own silent war against their most primal instincts, all to honor the vow they had made to this one, broken, beautiful omega. Their discipline was absolute. Their loyalty was unbreakable.

And the earth beneath me buckled, cracked, groaned like it wanted to weep. The battlefield froze. Wolves. Witches. Demons. Even Aldrian. Everything stopped. Because the air was no longer air. It was wrath. My wrath. The ancient kind. The kind that didn’t forgive. The kind that razed kingdoms and drowned gods. The kind the world once sealed away for a reason. I felt it break loose inside me. Like a dam shattering. Like a scream without end. And still, I let it go. I couldn’t stop. I didn’t know how.

Dawn growled, her golden form lunging at a wraith, claws slashing, decay exploding, the obsidian light glinting in her eyes, the plateau’s chill a call to battle, the frosted shale trembling, Tess’s fire a flame, the Veilshatter Echoes a thrum, the pack’s legacy a fire, the battle a frozen storm. The shard’s hum reached a crescendo, the obsidian runes blazing, the ground within the chasm splitting, a decayed form rising, the Veilshatter Echoes’ champion, a Decay Weaver, its form a mass of decay and frost, eyes glowing obsidian, its roar shaking the plateau, the chasm’s walls flaring, the air crackling with dark magic, the petrified trees trembling, the pack’s tattoos glowing, their howls a d

And she shattered Not with a scream With peace --- I fell forward, sobbing once Only once Because that was all she ever asked of me One breath of grief One moment to be seen And when I stood again My back no longer burned Because the mark was whole No longer split between burden and power Only balance The world resumed Lucian rushed to me, arms pulling me into him Soren wiped his eyes with the back of his wrist Ewen knelt quietly beside the ruined altar, whispering something to the earth We didn’t speak There was nothing left to say I had faced myself And come back --- But peace never lasts That night, under a sky finally calm, a raven landed on the altar Not black Not feathered But smoke It

With a thunderous clatter of heavy armor, Riven and his Vanguard army turned and disappeared into the sunrise. They left behind a heap of bloody mess and a completely shattered gate in Frostbane Pack. I stayed on my knees in the snow. My shoulder was broken. My pride was completely destroyed. I had never felt this kind of absolute, crushing defeat in my entire life. The woman I threw away had caused all of this. Because of her, my home was broken and a god wanted to kill me. The anger burned through my veins like hot acid. I tilted my head back to the sky. I didn't care who heard me. I didn't care how crazy I sounded. I just let the rage completely take over.

The power was too much. My dad caught me as my knees buckled. "Easy," he said, holding me up. "First full release is always a bitch." Over the lake, Jace's helicopter was going down fast, spinning toward the water. And on the tablet that had fallen from the athletic board lady's hand, the livestream chat was exploding: OMG HE JUST TURNED OFF THE ARMY THEY'RE REAL NULLS ARE REAL My dad looked down at me in his arms, then up at the crashing helicopter, and said, "Welcome to the war, son."

"Ava Hart, I am the one who gave the command to the pup on the dais. I admit the strike. But my wolf does not regret the blood." "How does a third-rate stray, a creature who hasn't even marked an international trophy, have the right to strip the endorsement from my teeth?" "I despise your scent. I despise the clean, innocent front you display to the packs. Though I have fallen today and my paws will never touch the runway again..." "...I want you to feel my curse. I hope the Vale leaves your den cold; I hope you lose every scrap of territory you have claimed; I hope a silver arrow finds your heart the moment you step past your gates!"

The aluminum crumpled in his grip with a crunch, and that gesture finally shattered the last of his restraint. With a roar of pure fury, he flung the crushed can, hurling it to the side, crashing it against a rusty metal support beam with a violent, ringing CLANG that ricocheted through the warehouse. He stood still for a beat, as his broad chest continued heaving, sucking in great, ragged breaths, clenching his teeth so tightly I could see the muscles in his jaw spasming. “I'll break your bones, small man,” Kane growled again.