The Billionaire Alpha's Revenge
The sensation was unlike anything Jack had ever experienced. It wasn't a sound, nor was it a vision. It was a map, etched not onto paper, but directly onto the canvas of his consciousness. A sprawling, three-dimensional tapestry of the entire city, woven from threads of instinct and dominance. With a mere thought, he could feel them—the scattered, hidden heartbeats of his kind. Each werewolf in the metropolis was a distinct point of light on this mental chart. Some flickered with a cold, blue terror, like mice hiding from a hawk. Others pulsed with a neutral, steady white, the glow of lone wolves minding their own affairs. And then there were the others—clusters of angry, defiant red, throbb
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