The Alpha’s Shattered Mate: Her Secret Triplets
He was staring at a single, blinking silver dot on the topographical map, right at the summit of the highest peak.
The secure comms channel crackled, instantly filling the quiet war room with the deafening, chaotic roar of hundred-mile-per-hour winds.
"War room, this is Vanguard One," Leo’s voice cut through the static. Even over the howling Himalayan gale, he sounded exactly like his father unshakable, heavy, and absolutely grounded. "We have reached the summit. The air is so saturated with resonance it feels like breathing liquid glass."
"Do not let the wolves shift yet, Leo," I ordered, leaning into the microphone. "The static charge will arc off their quartz armor. You need to establish