THE ALPHA’S GHOST
Whatever lies on the other side of that opening is worse than anything we have seen.
Theo lifts his head slowly, as if he can sense us watching.
His mouth curves into a smile.
“The war is not over,” I say aloud, my voice steady despite the storm inside me.
It is only beginning.
This time, we know what we are fighting.
Immortal beings who do not fear death.
Creatures who will not stop until wolves are either perfected or erased.
And somewhere in Alaska, a clock has started ticking.
If Theo’s gateway opens, the world we know may not survive what comes through it.
الفصول الرائجة