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Chapter 81: Assuming Command

The chaos around me was palpable—wolves shifting and running to their positions, shouts of orders blending into the frantic noise of preparation. The once calm Silverwood had erupted into a hive of activity, and in the center of it all, I stood, the weight of leadership pressing down on me like a boulder.I had always known that one day I might have to lead, but not like this. Not with blood still warm on my hands, with Elder Wren’s lifeless eyes haunting me. Yet, here I was, and there was no turning back.“Luna, what are your orders?” Maxim’s voice cut through the noise, pulling me back to the present. His expression was tense, his eyes searching mine for the resolve I had to show.“We need to secure the perimeter,” I said, forcing my voice to steady. “Alaric’s forces will target our defenses first. We can’t let them break through. I want scouts posted at every entrance and a rotation of guards at all times.”Maxim nodded, already moving to relay my orders, but I caught his arm. “A
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Chapter 82: The Undermining Plot

The smell of smoke lingered in the air, mixing with the sharp tang of blood and sweat. I could still hear the distant echo of the explosion in my ears as I sat up in bed, wincing at the pain that flared through my side. The healers had done their best, but even their magic couldn't erase the damage done by a point-blank shot.Maxim stood by the window, his silhouette stiff with tension. He hadn’t said much since the explosion. None of us had. The main house was in ruins, along with much of our supplies and critical plans. The damage was done—and it was clear that someone wanted to ensure I would never lead again.I tried to push the dark thoughts away, but they clung to me like the thick bandages wrapped around my ribs. Every move I made was a reminder that my position as Luna was hanging by a thread."They're losing faith in you," Maxim finally said, his voice low and grim.I swallowed hard, trying to keep my tone steady. "Who?""Everyone," he replied, turning to face me. His eye
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Chapter 83: The Stolen Information

Maxim and Julian flanked me as we made our way to the war room. I could feel the tension radiating off them—hell, I could feel it in every nerve of my own body. We were all on edge, every one of us questioning the loyalty of those around us, wondering if the next person to betray us would be someone we had trusted implicitly."We can't let this get out," Julian muttered as we descended the narrow staircase that led to the war room beneath the old chapel. "If the pack finds out we've lost the plans, it'll cause chaos.""Agreed," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. "But we can't afford to ignore this either. We have to find out who did this—and fast."The war room was quiet when we entered, the usual hum of activity replaced by a tense silence. Only a handful of our most trusted guards remained, each one carefully selected to ensure that no one with even a hint of suspicion had access to this space."We need to go over everything again," I said, taking my seat at the head of t
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Chapter 84: Fight for Survival

The air was thick with tension, every shadow seeming to conceal a potential threat. The walls, usually a source of comfort, now felt like they were closing in, trapping us in this nightmare of betrayal and deception.When we reached the east wing, the scene was chaos. Guards were scattered, shouting orders at one another as they searched for any sign of the intruder. The heavy door to the archives had been blasted open, the metal twisted and warped as if some monstrous force had ripped it apart."How the hell did this happen?" Maxim growled, his eyes blazing with fury as he surveyed the destruction.I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. The east wing was supposed to be impregnable, its defenses layered with both physical barriers and magical wards. Whoever had done this wasn’t just skilled—they were either insanely powerful or they had inside help."We need to secure the area," I commanded, trying to keep the panic out of my voice. "I want every inch of this wing searched. If the th
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Chapter 85: The Inner Circle

I could feel the tension in the air the moment I stepped into the war room. The usual atmosphere of quiet confidence had been replaced by something far more unsettling—unease, suspicion, and a sense that everything was on the brink of unraveling. My inner circle—Julian, Maxim, Marissa, and the others—were already gathered around the table, their faces grim.I took my place at the head of the table, the weight of my responsibility pressing down on me like never before. The events of the past few days had shaken Silverwood to its core, and the theft of the artifact was just the latest in a series of blows that had left us reeling. But what haunted me the most was the knowledge that someone in this room—someone I had trusted—might have played a part in it."Thank you all for coming," I began, my voice steady but cold. "We have a serious problem on our hands, and it’s time we address it head-on."Maxim’s eyes met mine, his expression unreadable. "You think one of us is the traitor, do
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Chapter 86: The Working Ally

I watched the chaos unfold around me as the guards scrambled to secure the perimeter. My thoughts were a storm of doubt and anger, spinning wildly with the knowledge that the enemy had been one step ahead of us. My instincts told me that everything was connected—the stolen information, the traitor among us, and now, the breach within Silverwood.My gaze locked on Caleb, standing at the edge of the room, his expression unreadable. He had been silent during the entire confrontation, and that silence was deafening. I stepped toward him, every instinct in my body screaming that this was it. This was the moment of truth."Caleb," I said, my voice low, "we need to talk."He met my gaze, something dark and conflicted in his eyes. For a moment, he hesitated, then nodded. "Yes, Sera, we do."I motioned for him to follow me into one of the private chambers away from prying eyes. The tension between us was thick, the air heavy with unspoken accusations and questions. As soon as the door clo
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Chapter 87: The Hidden Agenda

The dust hadn’t even settled from the last explosion when I found myself back on my feet, coughing through the smoke and debris. My ears were still ringing, and every breath burned with the acrid stench of destruction. But there was no time to catch my breath, no time to dwell on the horror unfolding around me. Silverwood was burning, and I had to find a way to save it.“Over here!” Caleb’s voice cut through the chaos as he pulled me out of the crumbling room. His face was streaked with dirt and blood, his eyes wild with a mix of desperation and something else—guilt, perhaps, or fear. I couldn’t be sure anymore.“We need to get to the command center,” he urged, his grip on my arm firm. “We have to regroup, figure out what’s next.”My mind was still reeling from the revelation in the archives. Alaric’s words echoed in my head, and the look in Caleb’s eyes haunted me. “You’ve always been so predictable.” The enemy had anticipated my every move, and now Silverwood was paying the pric
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Chapter 88: The Critical Resource

The acrid stench of smoke filled my lungs as I sprinted toward the wells. My heart pounded in sync with my racing thoughts, the urgency of the situation pressing down on me like a vice. The wells—our last lifeline. If they were destroyed, Silverwood would be brought to its knees.I could hear the frantic shouts of my pack as they tried to contain the chaos. The fires from the explosion were spreading rapidly, licking at the edges of the compound, threatening to consume everything we had fought to protect. My mind raced with possible scenarios, but none of them ended well. We were cornered, and the enemy knew it.“Get to the wells!” I barked at a group of warriors as I passed them. “We can’t let them destroy them!”They nodded, their faces grim and determined as they followed my lead. But even as I issued the order, a deep-seated dread curled in the pit of my stomach. Alaric’s plan was unfolding faster than I could counter it. Every step we took, every move we made, he was already t
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Chapter 89: Desperate Measures

The smoke still lingered in the air, a haunting reminder of our loss. My body ached with every movement, but I couldn’t afford to rest. Silverwood was on the brink of collapse, and if I didn’t act fast, everything we had fought for would be lost.I gathered what remained of the leadership in the war room, the weight of our situation pressing down on me like a heavy shroud. The room was silent, save for the occasional cough from someone trying to clear their lungs of the acrid smoke that still hung in the air.“Enough is enough,” I began, my voice hoarse but determined. “We can’t keep playing by the rules while they tear us apart. If we’re going to survive, we need to be ruthless. No more holding back.”Maxim stood at my side, his expression unreadable, though I knew he was barely holding it together. We had been through hell, and the toll was evident in the lines etched on his face, the way his shoulders sagged under the weight of what was left unsaid. “Ruthless?” Cassian’s voice
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Chapter 90: The Conditional Help

Negotiating with Alaric was like dancing on the edge of a blade. Every step was dangerous, every word could cut deep. As dawn broke, I found myself standing in the war room once again, staring across the table at a man I didn’t trust but desperately needed. “I’m only going to say this once,” I began, my voice hard and unyielding. “I’m not giving you free access to Silverwood’s archives. If you want my help, we do this my way.” Alaric leaned back in his chair, his expression as unreadable as ever. “Your way?” He chuckled, a sound that grated on my nerves. “And what exactly does that entail, Luna?” “Don’t mock me,” I snapped. “You’re the one who came to me for a deal. If you want what you’re asking for, you’ll follow my conditions.” His eyes narrowed, the smile fading from his lips. “You think you have the upper hand here, Sera? You’re out of resources, out of options. If I walk out that door, you’re left with nothing.” I leaned forward, meeting his gaze with a steely determ
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