Stepbrother Alphas
Damien, Jax, and Ronan, their eyes glowing with the same rage I felt.
"Avery, what the hell happened here?" Damien shouted, sliding to my side first, his hand gripping my shoulder hard while scanning the hovering helicopters. "Skoll's gone? Talk fast. Those birds are reloading."
"They killed him," I snarled, voice shaking but steady with purpose. "Missile straight on. Lila's doing. I'm blinded by it, Damien. We end this fleet now. All of it. You three with me?"
Jax cracked his knuckles, already shifting partially, claws out. "Damn right we are. Grief or not, you're not charging alone. Ronan, flank left. I'll take the ridge. Avery, you call the shots. What's the play?"
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