Midnight fell like a blade over the old pack house. The building loomed dark and menacing, its windows glowing with sickly red light from the ritual chamber. I stood at the edge of the clearing, Ryker’s solid presence at my back and the four rogue Alphas flanking us like shadows ready to strike.
Leo was gone — safely on his way to Selene’s hidden sanctuary. The knowledge gave me strength, but the ache of separation still burned.
Ryker’s hand rested possessively on my lower back. “You don’t go in alone.”
“I have to draw her out,” I replied. “The widow wants me. Let her think she’s winning.”
Jax moved closer, his shoulder brushing mine. “The pup is safe. Now we end this.” His voice dropped. “And when it’s over, Rhea… no more running from us.”
Kai’s hand grazed my hip on the other side.
