Alpha’s Enemy, Alpha’s Mate
Then a single phrase repeated, quiet and calm:
“Phase Four initiated.”
Aiden froze. The mug slipped from his hands, shattering.
“Dante,” he whispered.
Dante appeared in the doorway instantly, alert, all traces of sleep gone. “What happened?”
Aiden pointed to the radio. It spoke again, louder this time.
“Phase Four initiated. Coordinates transmitting.”
Dante swore. “He’s back.”
“No,” Aiden said, voice trembling. “He never left.”
The radio screen flickered, numbers scrolling faster than they could read—cities, latitudes, oceans. The signal wasn’t isolated. It was everywhere.
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