The radio crackled to life with the worst news yet.
"Blackthorn brothers declared rogues. Massive bounty on Damien, Jax, Ezra, and the Fenrir girl Avery. Alive preferred. Dead accepted. The Alpha Council has spoken."
I slammed my fist on the table. "They just painted targets on all of us. Listen up. We do not run. We hit back hard. The grand archives hold the truth about Avery's father. We go tonight."
Avery spun from the window. "Damien, a bounty that big means every pack hunter is coming. You really want to charge the archives? That place is a fortress."
I stepped close to her. "Exactly why we hit it. They declared us rogues to bury the truth. Your father's death was ordered from inside the council. We steal the records and expose them. Jax, you in?"
Jax cracked his knuckles. "All
