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CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED TWO: OVERCOMING ANXIETY: A WEREWOLF'S HIDDEN HUMANITY
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Alpha Brock's Perspective:The dirt and grime of the alley pressed against me, but now was not the time to flinch at filth or fear. Adrenaline coursed through my veins, hot and insistent, like a river swelling after a storm. Brock nodded, the muscles in his jaw ticking with tension, an unspoken understanding passing between us. The mission parameters had changed. Save the captives, yes, but Marcella was one of our own—an irreplaceable link in our pack’s chain."Brock communicated with Stephanie through their shared mental bond. "The rogues have taken Marcella, but we've located the women."Acknowledging with a nod, Stephanie turned to me. "We need to evacuate the women first, then we'll rescue Marcella."Feeding a mind-link to the warrior responsible for locating the abducted women, I shot back, "Extract the women immediately! Is that possible?""Affirmative, Alpha," he responded. "We've subdued the majority of the rogues; just one remains, and he's fled with Marcella. He's likely usi
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Brock's perspective: I had been attending to the women we had rescued from Yadiel's grasp, many of whom were terrified and struggling to believe in their freedom. Morgana reeked of death, a scent Stephanie revealed was emanating from Marcella's body, now her unwilling host. But why? Why had she abandoned Yadiel's form? These thoughts raced through my mind just as my mate, my Luna, pierced the silence with a desperate mind-link. The urgency was clear—I had to reach Morgana quickly. I bolted from my chair, my heart throbbing against my ribcage like an imprisoned bird desperate for escape. The image of Morgana—a spectral witch whose legend wound through our pack's history like a dark, unending thread—imprisoned in Marcella, my best tracker, set my pulse racing with dread. It was imperative to remove Morgana from the premises. Our goal was to provide a refuge for these women, and Morgana's presence, brimming with the potential for disorder, undermined that sense of security. Brock's p
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