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he replied, as he began scanning my mind, waiting for my response. I couldn't hide it. “They’re looking for me,” I said quietly. Across the room, Lynx had already stood up. His expression had completely changed. The relaxed look from earlier had vanished, replaced with something darker… more dangerous. Lynx became furious; he would tear apart anyone who tried to threaten or endanger me. I could see how deep and far he could go for his love for me. His anger alone could destroy a city. His Alpha aura filled the room. “Tell me exactly what Selin said,” he demanded.

“What about the lightning bolt? I noticed some of them are purple and some are gold.” “Good eye,” Rochwall took over. He reached into the cart and pulled out two more uniforms. One of them had a purple emblem instead of gold. “Gold is for the team members, and purple is for team leaders.” He held it up so everyone could see the difference. “The purple lightning symbol allows team leaders to not only communicate with their squad, but also with each other while in shifted form,” he said. “A mindlink that works outside of your usual pack bonds.” My brows knitted as I looked at Kylan, the same way he looked at me. “I’m kind of jealous now,” I chuckled. “Maybe I can try for captain next year.”

The plateau felt like a graveyard, its pulse heavy, as if the Iron Veil’s heart beat within the monolith, demanding blood to sate its hunger. Samantha Lykos stood at the plateau’s edge, her crescent-tipped staff gripped tightly, its oak scarred but steady, silver tip flashing in the storm’s faint glow, a beacon of defiance. Her auburn hair was braided, snow and blood matting its strands, framing green eyes that blazed with fury, undimmed by Veyra’s escapes or the pack’s wounds. Her leather vest was torn, thigh bandage soaked, crescent moon tattoo pulsing silver on her collarbone, a war cry in her veins. The iron scent was a blade, the monolith’s hum a challenge, her pack’s fire her strength.

When it cleared, standing in his place was a massive black-blue Lycan, its coat glistening like obsidian, golden eyes locked ahead with commanding calm. The twins stepped forward, meeting their friends in their Lycan forms—Phoenix’s golden Lycan glowing like a flame, and Lucian’s silver Lycan lit from within by a moonlike essence. They circled each other briefly, four future leaders—Alpha, Beta, Gamma, and Commander—standing united under the stars. From the crowd, Seris clapped wildly, beaming with pride. Gabby grinned at her side. Aurora leaned into Aries as they watched.

he hissed. I was going to say something but Draven moved in a flash and next thing I know, his hands shot through the iron bars and gripped Zayden by his neck, lifting him off the ground. Zayden’s legs thrashed in the air as he struggled with Draven’s large fists around his neck and I closed my eyes as the power from the Lycan Prince filled the air. He didn’t say any words but continued to squeeze Zayden’s neck and just when I thought he was going to kill him, he released him roughly, slamming his back against the opposite wall and his body slid off the wall to the ground.

Persephone went up, throwing Sapphire Lynix back, releasing the blazing breath again to burn him which made him screech and move back, trying to hit them by their tail but Persephone moved her staff. “Ember Rain.” Embers began to fall from the sky, targeting Sapphire Lynix’s tails, stopping it from advancing. “Don’t you dare to hurt my Phoenix.” She hissed, coming closer and jumping on its tail to climb over him which made him growl wilder as both creatures released their fire. Blue Flames against Ferocious ones. Sapphire Lynix was stronger and it threw Phoenix back while struggling to push Persephone down from his back too but couldn’t. Not liking being thrown and hurt, Phoenix’s powers inc

“Nightshade warriors, charge!” The Nightshade fighters surged forward, their faces twisted in aggression. As they advanced, Zyra's pack members began to transform, their human forms shifting into powerful lycan-human. Their nails elongated into razor-sharp claws, their eyes glowed with a fierce intensity, and their muscles bulged with newfound strength. Zyra remained in the center, her eyes fixed on Kevin, Aria, and Elara—those who had hurt her the most. She could feel the anger boiling within her, an intense energy coursing through her veins. Her fingers twitched as she focused her power.

I am ready to face the challenges head-on, to confront the darkness that threatens to consume me, and to emerge stronger and more resilient than ever before. In this journey of self-reconstruction, I find solace in the presence of Lynx. She is a symbol of strength and guidance, a companion who understands the depths of my struggles and the magnitude of my dreams. As I transition to embrace her essence, I willingly surrender control, recognizing that sometimes it is in letting go that we find our truest selves.

I wouldn't have had to live with this pain and anger. 'But you wouldn't be carrying out your revenge and getting pleasure if that happened,' my mind reminded me. I let out a loud howl putting my thoughts behind me and suddenly, the fighting stopped. I began advancing towards the enemy line and Kendrick followed beside me until I was facing the leader of the enemy's troops. "The Lycan princess herself," he smirked. This one didn't want a battle, he just wanted something. So I transformed back into my human form, completely naked but already having enchanted the lycan's illusion spell that would make everyone else see me as being fully clothed in the lycan's battle outfit.

My uncle. The silver dragons are damned. Of course Pepper isn't silver. She is good and kind. Funny and witty. She doesn't deserve the tarnished stain that comes with my royalty. "We need to find her," says Laryn. "What if she goes near Roxy?" Bastian stands up and looks at me. "Do you think she could travel that far on her first day as dragon?"