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I asked, though I already knew that she had forced him to speak. She told me in clipped sentences the anchors he had named. Mara and Bram were two of them, operating together. Mara was the scout who ran a network in the north; a whisper here, a smuggled charm there. Bram operated more openly, a frontman at trades and a smith who could melt bindings into currency. Together they coordinated attacks and supplied the nuts and bolts of Draco’s network. “They’re planning something big,” she said. “They are coordinating strikes that will stretch us thin. If we take them out, we weaken Draco’s operational reach.”

"Sora... the rebels... they have the dampeners." "The Shadow is compromised, Zora," a voice called out from the ruins of a nearby warehouse. I spun around, my obsidian daggers igniting with a weak, flickering violet flame. It was Mara. She was wounded, her arm tied in a makeshift sling made from a rebel flag. She wasn't alone. Six other Scrappers were with her, their faces etched with the kind of trauma that only comes from watching your world end.

But Mara had once been here before, so why did my dad and Dauris have some oath they swore to? I kept wondering.. Why did everyone else have someone who fought for them, stood by them, even in their darkness… but me? Obviously, Madeline had Dauris. Even Kellan, as broken and unconscious as he is, had the entire pack rallying for his recovery. But me? Even Mara was far from my reach now. There's no way I could call her, no Connection went through to her. She was deep inside the forest, behind the mountains with her own pack and family. It's very hard to get through to her....

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The air vibrated with the sound, the packhouse's distant hum seeming to amplify it, as if the very structure celebrated with them. Yet, amid the jubilation, a discordant note lingered. Mara, positioned at the glade's southern edge, crossed her arms over her chest, her moss-green cloak blending seamlessly with the shadows. Her green eyes, sharp as emerald daggers, flashed with doubt, reflecting the moonlight like polished stones. At twenty-one, Mara was a beta through and through—her lithe, wiry frame built for speed and agility, her blonde hair braided tightly back to reveal a face of striking angles: high cheekbones, a determined jaw, and that faint scar across her eyebrow, a reminder of a

Monolith’s death—guard her, kill! Mara moved right, cropped black hair glinting under a hood, brown eyes fierce, dagger drawn, its blade gleaming, palm scar raw but steady. Her leather tunic was slashed, arm bandage tight, guilt over Milo fueling her rage, Jasper’s warmth her root, Sam’s trust her blade. The iron scent choked her, runes’ hum a taunt, the monolith a target. Ember, her wolf, growled, fiery, tail lashing. She’s pack, Mara. Blood binds—cut, guard!

She knew she had to come clean, no matter how painful it would be. "I... I haven't been entirely honest about my past, Ethan," Mara admitted, her voice trembling with regret. "I used to be a part of a... a street gang. We called ourselves the PJ Masks, and I... I was known as Owlett, I am the leader, and the same owlette you've been meeting and hearing about." Ethan's eyes widened in shock as Mara's confession sank in. He felt as though the ground had been pulled out from beneath him, leaving him adrift in a sea of confusion and uncertainty.

“Scouts just returned. Kael’s forces are gathering. Not just Red Moon wolves—he’s pulled rogues into the mix too. He’s preparing for something... big.” Aurora and Draven exchanged a look. Whatever time they thought they had—it was slipping fast. Aurora stepped forward, standing shoulder to shoulder with her mate. “Then we move now,” she said firmly. “Before the war reaches our doorstep.” Vuk gave her a long look, a smirk tugging at his lips. “You really are trouble, aren’t you?” “Only for those who deserve it,” she shot back. Draven’s chest swelled with something fierce and protective. His mate wasn’t just fearless—she was fire incarnate.

He even went to Veterinarian school just so he could help his friend, and also ended up running the main secret lab at Terrace Pharmaceuticals. Mara on the other had was Tarrin's assistant, body guard, and another close friend. She was sexually abused by her father and abandoned by her mother. One day, when she tried running away, she only got as far as the park across the street when she came face to face with a very large wolf. Tarrin could never remember what happened, but Mara told him her father came after her, and started beating her, and when she was almost close to death, Tarrin attacked and killed him, saving her in the process.

I watched him disappear around the barn’s corner before I moved. I picked up the sat phone from the charger on the counter and thumbed Kelly’s contact. He answered on the first ring. “Alpha Morris.” “Darius just left. Sandra’s hitting Mara’s farm tonight at ten-thirty. She plans on kidnapping the kids from there and driving them straight to the quarry. Turns out her plan is to bury them alive.” Kelly’s breath hissed out. “You want to intercept at Mara’s?”