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The second half of the foundation reception was a closed demonstration for the new autonomous wingman project. Julian stood at the presentation platform, briefing the board and military representatives on the cooperative control system. When the flight-adaptation segment began, he handed me the remote terminal and said quietly, "This part is yours." I looked at him. He stepped aside and gave me the floor.

A smudge was cleaned from the cheek. I understood it. That idea of holding something sharp, not to swing it, but to remind the world you could. That’s what this entire month had felt like. Jane, the chaos, the manipulation, every line she crossed, every boundary she ignored. But I hadn’t fought back with fire. I didn’t need to. I’d held the line. Called for help when it counted. Protected what mattered. Defense, not destruction. It hit me, all at once, watching Micah finish the sword’s hilt with little flicks of a silver gel pen: I’d carried my sword this whole time. I just never had to swing it.

her tone was saccharine, and I tried and failed to dislodge the weight now settling in the base of my spine. “Oh, you don't need to bother about that. No pack has been able to break into our fortress since our new Alphas took over. Since Alpha Dante’s reign,” Another petite girl offered beside me and I swallowed the ash filling my mouth. Just how powerful were the elite four? “The balcony! Come on everyone! We’ll have a better view there!” The blond hissed with such morbid excitement that I cringed away from her. Soldiers were going to lose their lives in the Darkness.

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One I see as being a waste of money. Okay, I can do this, of course, I can. Walking home I get in and change out of my wet clothes straight away. I hang up his umbrella, I will return it tomorrow. I walk in and sit down. Grabbing the envelope, I look at it. I should read them, so I know what I will be doing as his personal assistant. There could be things in there he will ask me about to check I read it, so that is all I will do tonight. My hands pull out the papers, ignoring the cover I flip to the second page, my eyes widening at the words “The Brat consents”. I quickly turn back to the first page, my eyes catching the words.

We happily greeted him, trying our best not to hiccup from all the shots we had done. Finally, Jean pulled away from the designs, admiring each one. Adelia's semi-colon butterfly was intricately done, the edges of the wing slightly frayed. Teagan's Medus was large and imposing, as she wanted it on her thigh. Jean kept quiet about the meaning of it but you could see the pity in his eyes when he looked at Teagan.

Freya I bit my tongue to stop myself from apologising, to stop myself from thanking him yet again. All that would do is give him mixed signals, and as much as I wished things could be different, i knew my place in the world and it wasn’t here playing princess to a delta. “Jackson, our head warrior, would like to speak to you if you feel up to it. I said I would ask but feel free to say no, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.” He stated pointedly and I nodded.

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The Queen’s hand pressed more firmly against her chest, and the fire inside Adelaide answered instantly, flaring, rising, threading through her with renewed intensity that stole the breath from her lungs, not wild, but inevitable. The pressure was immediate. Not from the touch alone, but from something far greater, something that pressed in from every direction, the air thickening, the space itself straining to contain what now built within her, as if her body was no longer meant to fit within mortal confines. Her spine arched beneath the weight, her breath caught as the force surged upward through her chest and along her back in a sudden, violent ascent. And her wings tore free.

Jessica felt her stomach knot and twist at his words, “Others? You mean….” Elias interrupted Jessica’s words as he stepped closer to the she-wolf, closing the gap between them. He lowered his voice to a whisper, so only he and Jessica could hear it. “The prophecy doesn’t bind you to one alpha; you have four Jessica. Jack, myself and two more who are yet to appear to you. Together we are to rebuild the shattered ones.” “And if I refuse?” Jessica asked, standing her ground confidently, “What if I don’t want to repair your silly, shattered pack? I am done with pack life now. I’m going back to the City after this. Back to my normal job and my normal home.”