Grace pov My gift woke me before the danger even reached our territory. My eyes snapped open in the pre-dawn darkness, the truth-seeing power showing me threats approaching from multiple directions. My heart was raving as I sat up, fear filling me. They were coming to capture me. "Liam," I shook
Liam pov "Dad," my voice carried through our pack bonds with urgency. "We need you. Grace sees something big coming." I was hoping what she saw would not happen, but she is certain. Dad appeared almost instantly, moving with our Alphas to reach me. Through our family bond, I felt his protective
Liam pov Dad moved swiftly after leaving Grace, and I he was reaching out through long-established alliances. His first call was to Elena Blackwood. He told me to take Grace back to our place and calm her down. Our alphas were meeting with warriors as I headed to our bedroom. She was still sniffli
Liam pov The battle erupted with supernatural fury, allied packs clashing with the hunters' forces. Grace's gift guided our defense, while Sarah's probability manipulation helped counter the hunters' strategies. But no one saw the hidden weapon until it was too late. My yell for my father was too
Alex pov I floated in silver mist, and my wolf form restored to full strength in this ethereal space. Beside me, the Moon Goddess's presence shimmered like starlight given form, her beauty both terrible and magnificent. She was extremely beautiful. "Watch, my chosen wolf," her voice echoed with
Alex pov The darkness receded slowly as I fought my way back to consciousness. The first thing I became aware of was the uncomfortable hospital bed in the pack's infirmary. The second was Beth, curled up asleep on the floor beside me, one hand still reaching up to maintain contact with me even in
Beth pov With Alex awake and recovering, I finally felt I could breathe again. "I'll get us some water," I said, standing from where I had been curled against him in the hospital bed. The moment I took a step, the room tilted dangerously. Through our mate bond, Alex felt my sudden weakness. I di
Liam pov For four days, dad refused to leave mom's side. Despite his own recent recovery, he maintained constant contact with mom, willing his strength into her through their bond just as she had done for him. All we could do was watch from the sidelines, hoping she woke soon. I was here all the t
Grace pov Three months after the transformation of the Black Ridge facility into the Sanctuary, I sat in what had once been the director's office at the Prisma Institute. Sunlight streamed through newly installed windows that replaced the oppressive artificial lighting of the previous regime. The
Grace pov I watched their arrival from the central chamber that had once housed Whitcomb's Reality Anchor. The sphere of perfect equilibrium still hovered there, serving as both symbol and functional center of the transformed space. The Equilibrium's presence was palpable throughout the facility,
Grace pov Inside the core chamber, alarms began to sound. I could see Whitcomb's expression changing from confidence to concern as her instruments registered the approaching wave of balanced perception. "Breach the doors," I instructed. "Now, while they're distracted. The equilibrium will neutra
Grace pov Approach vector clear," came Darius's voice over the secure communication system. "Perimeter guards identified at north and east access points. No indication that they've detected our presence." Alexander's response was terse. "Proceed as planned. Strike teams move on my mark." I clo
Grace pov The Fireside pack house had transformed into a war room. Maps covered the walls, communication equipment hummed constantly, and representatives from seven allied packs moved through the space with focused determination. Six weeks had passed since the rogue attack, six weeks of intelligen
Grace pov They have created their own version of a connection chamber," the entity continued. "Not for balance, but for directed exploitation. They are systematically identifying and targeting truth-seers who support the Balance Protocol, either eliminating them or reprogramming them to serve thei
Grace pov In the hallway stood Dr. Reid, but not as I had ever seen her. The woman's eyes glowed with the golden light of truth-sight, but there was something else—a shimmer around her form, a distortion in the air that suggested she was not entirely herself. "What are you—" the rogue began, but
Grace pov Keep fighting!" I called to the defenders. "I can clear their minds, but only if they're within range!" Liam's head snapped up at the sound of my voice, shock and fear crossing his features at seeing me outside the safe room. He understood quickly, followed by his eyes going huge as he
Grace pov The situation deteriorated rapidly. Three more pack members fell to the poison, their memories of pack loyalty temporarily erased, turning them into unwitting allies of the attackers. The defensive perimeter began to collapse as the defenders were forced to subdue their own without causi