Ryan emerges from the shadows of the trees with two bound figures in tow—Alpha Jackson, and the traitorous omega, Timothy. Both caught red-handed. Cowards who plotted behind backs, poisoning a Luna to avoid fighting her strength head-on.
My spine straightens as I take in their trembling forms. Ailm paces inside me, tail lashing, fury held just beneath the surface. Beside me, I feel Aspen prowl a wide arc around our group—my silent beta. His massive gray body moves with eerie stillness, watching everything, saying nothing. Always circling. Always protecting.
Caden steps forward at the same moment I do. Our movements are in sync. Alpha and Luna. Unbreakable. Untouchable.
“Submit,” I command, voice lined with a snarl. Ailm’s power ripples beneath it.
They drop like stones. No hesitation.
