Blood of the Totem: The Alpha's Forbidden Mate
“One shot, complete werewolf DNA breakdown, death within five minutes regardless of age or power level. The victims couldn’t heal, couldn’t fight it, just died.”
Hart watched the grainy security footage and felt sick. A young wolf, maybe twenty years old, got shot in the shoulder during what looked like a patrol. Within seconds, black veins spread from the wound across his entire body. He collapsed, convulsing, and was dead before his packmates could even get him inside.
“They’re targeting high-ranking wolves specifically,” Jethro continued. “Alphas, Betas, Council representatives. The hunters have detailed intelligence about pack hierarchies, which means someone’s still feeding them informa
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