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CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE
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DARIUS’ POVMorning came too fast.The camp was silent, but not the peaceful kind. It was the heavy, suffocating quiet that followed bloodshed. The only sounds were the soft murmurs of men hauling away bodies and the occasional crackling of a dying fire. The scent of blood still lingered in the air, mixed with the sharp sting of burned wood.Sylas had made his orders clear—none of the attackers were to leave alive. Those who tried to retreat had been hunted down like animals. It was brutal, but necessary.I sat inside my tent, my fingers brushing against Emmeline’s arm as she leaned into me. She hadn’t said much since last night. Her body was still tense, but I could feel her slowly relaxing under my touch.I hated seeing her like this.“I’m fine,” she mumbled, though her voice lacked conviction.I exhaled, pressing a kiss against her temple. “You don’t have to be.”She didn’t respond, just curled in closer.The moment felt fragile, like something I needed to protect. But, of course,
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EMMELINE’S POVI thought Sylas would take at least a day or two to think it over. Maybe argue some more, try to poke holes in the plan, or drag his feet just to be difficult. But barely two hours had passed when he called Darius and me into his tent.And when he said the words, I almost didn’t believe him.“We’re moving,” Sylas announced.I blinked. “Wait… what?”He exhaled, as if he couldn’t believe he was saying it either. “You heard me. We’re moving to the Estate.”I turned to Darius, half expecting him to laugh and say I was dreaming. But he just smirked like he’d seen this coming.“Sylas,” I started, my voice unsure, “are you… are you sure?”He folded his arms and gave me a look. “Do I look like I’m joking?”I grinned. “Not really, but—”“I’m not doing this because I suddenly like the idea,” he interrupted. “The raid proved that we’re vulnerable here. My job is to protect these people, and that means making tough choices. I don’t like relying on anyone outside of my command, but
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EMMELINE’S POVThe night air was thick with tension as we began our journey. No one spoke above a whisper, and the only sounds were the rustling of fabric and the occasional creak of the supply truck’s wooden panels.Darius had planned this carefully, making sure everything went smoothly. He was in a separate car up ahead, making sure no one would stop or search the trucks. The Lycans—my people—were hidden in supply compartments, concealed beneath tarps and crates. Every precaution had been taken, but I still couldn’t shake the unease twisting in my gut.I sat in the back of one of the trucks, surrounded by women and children. The space was cramped, the air stifling, the scent of sweat and fear thick around us. Every time the truck hit a bump, someone gasped or clutched onto the person next to them.Sylas had insisted I ride with them—to keep them calm, to make sure no one panicked and did something reckless. He’d made it sound like a simple task, but now, sitting here, I realized jus
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EMMELINE’S POVThe ride back was way too quiet.I sat there, staring out the window, my body heavy with exhaustion, but my mind wouldn’t shut off. The past few days had been a whirlwind—planning, moving, making sure no one got caught. Now that we were finally done, I expected relief to flood in. Instead, unease settled deep in my gut.Every single thing that had happened tonight was still rattling around in my head—the move, the tension, the risk. Even now, I kept wondering if we had made the right call. If something would come back to bite us.Darius sat behind the wheel, gripping it so tight his knuckles were white. His eyes were dull with fatigue. He hadn’t said a single word since we left. Not that I blamed him. I was too damn tired to talk, and I knew he was too. We both just wanted to get back, take a breath, maybe sleep for a few hours before we had to deal with anything else.But the second we pulled up to his home, I knew something was wrong.The Estate was too quiet.Not the
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DARIUS’S POVI wanted to put my fist through a fucking wall.The moment Michael walked out of that room, I knew this wouldn’t just be a fight—it was a war waiting to happen. And if he already had people backing him, that meant this shit had been brewing for a while.I couldn’t afford to ignore it.So I did what I had to. I called a meeting.Within half an hour, my most trusted warriors filled the war room, their faces were tense, their eyes sharp. Dawson, my Beta, stood beside me with his arms crossed. Emmeline was there, too, sitting near the edge of the room, though her expression was quite unreadable. But I knew her well enough to see the gears turning in her head.I leaned forward, placing both hands on the heavy oak table. “Let’s not waste time,” I said. “You all saw what happened. Michael challenged me. Now I want to know how deep this shit runs.”There was silence. Then, finally, one of my warriors, Cade, spoke up. “Michael isn’t an idiot. He wouldn’t challenge you unless he t
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EMMELINE'S POVI wasn’t trying to eavesdrop.Not really.But when two warriors started whispering about Michael and some deal right next to me, what was I supposed to do? Just walk away and pretend I didn’t hear it?Yeah, no chance in hell.When you live in a house full of dominant wolves plotting against each other, it’s hard not to pick up on things.And right now, standing at the corner of the hall just outside the training grounds, I was picking up on something bigSo I slowed my steps, pretending to fix the strap on my boot while keeping my head down. My heart pounded as I strained to hear every word.“…said he’s got it locked in,” one of them muttered. “An Alpha from outside. Big pack, strong. He’ll bring warriors in exchange for—”The other one shushed him sharply. “Not here, dumbass.”My stomach twisted into a tight knot.Michael was bringing in outside help?That wasn’t just a power move. That was a fucking declaration of war.I forced myself to keep walking, staying just far
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EMMELINEI barely had time to react before the door shut behind him.Michael stood there, his sharp gaze locking onto me like a predator who had just found his prey. His lips curled into a slow, knowing smirk as he leaned against the doorframe, completely blocking my only exit.“Looking for something?” he drawled.My grip on the letter tightened behind my back, my mind racing. He knew. Maybe not exactly what I had found, but he knew I had been searching for something. And now, he had me cornered.I forced my expression to remain calm, lifting my chin slightly. “Just curious,” I said evenly.Michael chuckled. “Curiosity can be dangerous,” he murmured, stepping toward me. His eyes flickered with amusement, but there was something darker lurking beneath the surface—something cold and calculating. “Especially for someone like you.”I swallowed but held my ground. I couldn’t let him see me panic.He took another slow step forward, tilting his head as he studied me. “You’ve been spending a
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