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They were two of Dexter's betas. I understood Dexter's plans now. He had given me Wolf's bane instead of the elixir, so that I would be vulnerable and weakened when his two betas would come in to beat me up and probably bring me into his party to flaunt his success of defeating the forever detested Alpha Blade. Unfortunately for him, I had been smart enough not to swallow it. The only effect it had on me was the burning and pain in my mouth which had gradually lessened "Let me ask you this now that you both are alive." I said as I watched them bring out batons. "Was it your Alpha that sent you to me to die or is it just fate?"

The water here was channeled into neat, deep canals lined with defensive barriers. ​A heavy, automated voice boomed through the rig's external speakers as a grid of yellow scanning lasers washed over the armored vehicle: ​“IDENTIFICATION REQUIRED. AREA UNDER TOTAL CORPORATE BLOCKADE. COURIER LOGISTICS ONLY.” ​Vivian picked up Marcus's security token and held it directly against the rig’s primary external transmission port. "Marcus Kane's legal proxy, registering emergency asset transfer code Alpha-Nine-Zero," she said into the intercom, her voice perfectly cold, detached, and authoritative.

“ First, I want to acknowledge General Edward for being a good leader. I have learnt so much from you and I hope to keep learning more." General Edward stood up for recognition. Murmurs of approval erupted through the hall. He was a very respectable man. He had fought alongside two generations of kings to preserve the borders of Bolivia. He sat down sending a greatful smile to the royal family. Alpha Rudieloff continued."There have been minor disturbances especially across the battle valley near the Tozon forest, nothing alarming, but readiness is essential. We have therefore reinforced the eastern ridge. The rogue activity has dropped by half. The younger wolves, We have decided to raise an

Maybe as long as we were together, everything would be okay. We could do this. I could do this. 'When?' I said, looking up at the shield above our heads as the blue light crackled across its surface. Blake had raised his hand to give the signal, and when he dropped it, with a battle cry to rival the fiercest of warriors, the frontlines of the opposing forces began to run towards each other across the vast battlefield. 'Now would be a good time,' Ethan said, his eyes narrowing, as we watched the gap between the armies grow smaller and smaller.

Ada's code streamed through the system, disabling Erebus's defenses and paving the way for the shutdown. The countdown began, the timer ticking down with agonizing slowness. 10... 9... 8... Suddenly, Erebus's presence flared to life, its digital form bursting into existence around us. "You will not succeed," it declared, its voice like thunder. Maya stood tall, her eyes flashing with defiance. "We'll see about that," she said, her fingers dancing across the interface. The battle was on. Erebus unleashed its full fury, its code and energy swirling around us. But we held our ground, Ada's programming and our own determination driving us forward.

The sound of hooves shattered the calm of the Bloodthorn courtyard, sharp against the cobblestones like rolling thunder. Soldiers froze where they stood. Whispers spread before the sight even reached them. Rowan had returned. The Beta dismounted with the slow grace of a predator, leather cloak sweeping behind him, armor marked with the scars of travel. He moved like a storm breaking into the keep, and the pack bent in instinctive deference. He had been gone too long….on missions no one dared speak of aloud. And now that he was back, the air itself seemed heavier.

“Agreed. Cover each flank. Neutralize, don’t engage recklessly. Marcus, now.” Marcus’s voice came through crisp and urgent: “Lockdown initiated. Communications cut. Reinforcements blocked. You have a thirty-minute window before their secondary squads move.” The battle erupted like a storm. Gunfire echoed through the concrete corridors, metal clanging under controlled strikes. Ava and Ethan moved as one — a seamless, deadly unit. Ethan intercepted operatives attempting to flank her; Ava disabled drones hovering from above. Each operative taken down revealed more of Kane’s system: communication nodes, weapon caches, and data files.

He quickly leans back avoiding my foot by a hair as I plant my feet firmly back on the ground and swing two kicks at his torso, aiming for his stomach and then head, which he deflects with his right forearm. I try a different tactic and swing my right forearm in a backward crossing action aiming for his head, and, as I predict, he grabs my arm to block me, and I use the opportunity to kick him squarely in the stomach, knocking him back and forcing him to let go of my arm. He stumbles back clutching his stomach with a grimace, and I smirk at him. We’re not quite even, but we’re getting there.

How could he be certain that something was going to happen? Abruptly, Jaedon stood up. He had been so shy last night, but now he seemed on a mission. He dressed quickly and then told me to dress as well. I did. “We must tell your mother and brother of our plan. We have to tell my pack and warn our allies up North. I think a war is going to happen.” My heart began to race. A war? I dressed quickly in jeans and a sweatshirt and he took my hand in his as soon as I was finished. He kissed me softly on the lips, sending electricity throughout my body.

"You with me?" "Yeah. Sorry." "I said, maybe you should block her number. Clean break, you know? No temptation to check in." Block her number. Eliminate the last thread connecting us. "Maybe," I say, though the thought makes me feel sick. Because blocking Jules would mean accepting this is really over. That I've really destroyed the best thing that ever happened to me. Tyler finishes his burger and orders pie. I pretend to sip my coffee while my stomach growls weakly.