The old pack house loomed ahead like a tomb carved from stone and moonlight. One hour until midnight. My heart hammered against my ribs as Ryker's bike roared through the final stretch of forest road, the rest of the convoy close behind. I clutched the data drive in my pocket, the widow's chilling message still burning in my mind. Counter the hybrid and Ryker dies. Save my king and risk my son.
We killed the engines at the treeline. Ryker pulled me off the bike, his massive hands gripping my waist with bruising force. His golden eyes bored into mine, voice low and urgent. "Whatever happens in there, you stay behind me. The cursed is ours. Not theirs."
Before I could answer, the rogue Alphas surrounded us. Jax's hand brushed my arm, Kai stepped in close enough that his chest grazed my s
