*Chapter 26:
ALESSIA
The corridor didn’t fall silent, It froze.
Rogues still lined the walls with rifles raised, Council enforcers still stood with weapons trained on us, and Blackwell still watched from the dust with that sharp, satisfied smile that never quite reached his eyes, but no one moved. All eyes were on us. On the three BloodNight Alphas on their knees, bleeding for me, bound to me by blood that was now as much theirs as it was mine.
Liam wasn’t moving either. His black wolf lay motionless on the concrete, chest still, eyes glassed over. For one heartbeat I thought the war had ended right there. Then I heard it. The faintest scrape of claws against stone, the muffled whisper of fabric, and the low hiss of a command spoken in the old Shadowmoon dialect.
Shadowmoon loyalis
