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The rogue drops. Another lunges from behind. Varek spins and slashes. The sound is wet. Ugly. The rogue falls screaming until he doesn’t. I scream too. “Stop,” I yell. “You’re killing them.” Mom grabs me from behind and pulls me back. “Don’t look,” she says. Her voice cracks. “I need to,” I sob. “I need to understand.” My head feels like it’s splitting. The vision collapses in hard. I see the Alpha on his knees. I see a woman whispering close to his ear. I feel the bond twist tighter. I feel a wolf screaming inside him.

the anchor’s voice from the TV mounted at the corner spoke, “A major announcement as Lucien Thorne, the Alpha prince, is officially engaged to Scarlett McClain. The union is expected to strengthen—” The words slammed into me like a punch to the gut, and I looked up sharply at the television to see the anchor still speaking, a picture of Lucien and Scarlett at the top right of the screen. Engaged? My hands froze mid-pour, the coffee jug tilting just enough for hot liquid to spill over the edge. The jug suddenly slipped from my numb fingers, crashing to the tile floor in a shatter of ceramic and dark splatters. “Maeve! Oh god, are you okay?” Mia rushed over, grabbing a mop from the back while

"Maverick Wright. Scarlett’s husband has updated the security system. Moreover, all the warriors are already on alert. They can mind link me or Lia at any moment." That man had some extraordinary talent. "Let’s go. They must be waiting." I said. Glancing over at Moana for one last time, I teleported from there with Theodore. * #TBC

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"Thank God." I bent down, pressing a kiss to Mia's forehead, breathing in her scent, which was familiar and comforting. ''You're going to be okay. You're going to be fine. We did it. Bianca did it." A strange sound came from Dr. Hartwick—something between a cough and a bitter laugh, quickly suppressed. I ignored it, too focused on Mia's peaceful face, watching for any flutter of her eyelids that might signal she was waking. "Alpha Morrison....About the Luna—"

Finally, blinding light flashes out of Maeve’s body, blasting the darkness that took over the room, returning it to it’s normal bright state and as quickly as the wind began, it dissipates. Maeve looks down and I watch as Xander coughs. Maeve helps him to sit up and he looks at me, since I’m in his direct line of sight. “What happened?” he asks. “Bro, you just missed some serious Harry Potter shit.” I take a step toward him and then rush to catch Maeve as she passes out.

He is giving a malicious grin. “What has he done to her,” says Davina. “Too bad Maliyah didn’t wear her necklace but one will have to do. I now control Malayah’s mind. She will do whatever I say. You failed, she’s now mine.” I can feel Davina’s anger mixed with sadness. The camera zooms out and there is one of our wolves tied to a chair. It’s Michael Harrison.

A man beside her looked half-mad, his eyes unfocused. But their expressions weren’t angry. They were wide-eyed. Desperately standing outside the Packhouse like a protest. I shoved the door open, padding down the hallway just as Theo came up the stairs two at a time. “Alpha,” he said breathlessly, rubbing his temple. “I tried to link you. It’s—chaos out there.” “I saw,” I muttered. “What’s going on?” “They’re here because of Mauve,” he said. “Word’s spread. Fast. One of the guards saw her with Lana. The glow, the way she calmed her in seconds… and now they think she can do the same for everyone else.”

Kai finished as he raised his head to glare at the white-haired boy on the bed. I let out a humorless chuckle. “I didn’t know my Beta was psychic. Please, enlighten me.” “An omen of ruin,” Kai said, with a somber expression as his gaze left the bed to fall back on me. “That boy will bring destruction on us for his kind.” “I’ve heard enough of your conspiracy theories, Malakai. I’ve lived ten of your lifetimes. Lived in an age where witches were not persecuted on sight. So trust my judgement. The little match stick is harmless.”

"Look at her eyes! She’s a monster! Kill the witch before she resets the world!" POV: Micah Thorne "Don't you dare lay a finger on her!" Micah surged forward from the flank, his movements a blur of desperate, kinetic energy. He didn't join the pack on the ridge; instead, he threw himself down the slope, sliding through the sapphire dust and jagged ice until he landed directly between the Silverfang front line and Rhea’s wall of shadows. He stood there, his chest heaving, his own minor Alpha aura flickering like a dying candle against the roaring ultraviolet dark.