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Nothing. Lady Dana stood by while Katarina snapped her fingers, and howl split the air, then another, then a whole chorus of them as the wolves poured out of the shadows, strong, tall, the elite, the warriors of the Parson Pack; trained for war; trained for capture. Victoria’s stomach plummeted. Lady Dana’s voice would not rise, or waver. “You are welcome to join us, Victoria.” The warriors moved in. “Or you can watch him die.”

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He still went by Beta Vashkov although he’d pretty much taken over all of Ryker’s duties. Taking a deep breath, I reopened my eyes and sat on the bed. With a flick of one hand, I summoned a ball of red smoke that grabbed the book from a table a few feet away from me and brought it to my lap. I flipped through the pages until I found one page that contained a little piece of information on Mad Wolf. The tip of my finger traced the picture of the sword as I read the same three paragraphs that I’d been reading for more than five dozen times.

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I ordered through the mind link, my voice a growl of sheer dominance. A collective growl echoed through my warriors as they prepared to attack. "Zyros, you know what you have to do," I told my wolf. My wolf let out a feral snarl of excitement, his hunger for blood matching mine. Lifting his massive head, he let out a deafening howl into the night sky—a signal that war had begun. And then, we attacked. The enemy warriors lunged forward, but they were nothing compared to us. My pack was stronger, faster, and trained to kill without hesitation. Zyros charged ahead, his claws digging into the ground as he leapt at the first wolf. The enemy barely had time to react before Zyros' massive jaw clamp

” he shouted as he raised his sword and pointed it at Rick “NOW LEAVE OR FUCKING FIGHT” “We’re not going anywhere, you weak piece of shit, not until everyone of you IS DEAD!" Rick seethed. Layton raised his sword in the air “WARRIORS, ALPHAS PREPARE YOUR WEAPONS!” everyone raised their weapons, swords, axe’s, some started to shift into their wolf form. “WE WILL SOAK THE GROUND WITH THEIR TREACHEROUS BLOOD” “RRRRAAAAAARRR” Everyone including the Alpha’s roared in anger and readiness. I could hear the wolves behind me growling, panting, snarling, wanting to fight, wanting to tear them apart.

Third Person POV While Iris was enjoying her marriage, Adrian was busy conquering packs and getting the title: The Conqueror' He built his own pack and was one of the most feared Alpha. He had left Moonlight and Moon Ville packs and had wandered away, the only thing that kept him going in his darkest moments was the vow he made to Iris. 'I shall make myself worthy' of you and your affections!'

When we weren't training, she made us spend all our time in the library. “Is it wrong to read those books?” I asked. “No. It's never wrong to read, sister.” She cupped my cheeks softly. “But the power in reading is knowing which information you can weaponize and which one to ignore. The lies in books are just as much as the truth.” I nodded, already committing her words to memory. She sighed and drew closer to me. “Remember this, Eloise. No one out there is your friend. They're all enemies waiting to strike you the minute you let your guard down. Use every weapon at your disposal to destroy your enemies before they destroy you. Always make the first move.”

The cat growled and lunged at him again, teeth bared, but the warrior stepped aside with fluid precision. “Woah! I think that cat’s overdue for a nap.” He said with a chuckle, glancing towards Lyra and motioning to the attacking animal. The wild cat flailed, its sharp teeth gnashing at his wrist, but he didn’t flinch. With a grunt, he swung the creature to the side with a force that sent it tumbling into the wet grass. The wild cat’s body flickered like a mirage for a moment, but it recovered quickly, spinning around and launching itself at the warrior once more, its body a blur of twisted motion.

They left the ruined foundation on the third morning. Nine wolves now — two more had arrived in the days before departure, drawn by the same borderland telegraph that had brought the others. A young male named Cade, seventeen and freshly exiled, still carrying the particular hollowness of someone who hadn't yet decided whether surviving was worth the effort. And an older female, grey-muzzled and deliberate, who introduced herself as Wren and offered no explanation for her presence beyond: "I heard there was something being built. I know how to build things."