The Bastard Alpha
't give m
t ask for e
ed through the council hall
hifting uncontrollably as ancient power surged through the air. The elders dropped t
ct they had was telli
longer jus
s a t
markings pulsing faintly across her skin like living runes. The bond between us throbbed
ered tow
into the groun
forged
ooke
Council h
er applied to them. Their cloaks bore the sigils of every ruling pack-Nort
stood High Alpha
utioner o
d onto me, shar
effortlessly through the ruined h
olf s
en
fter ev
ord fol
cing my pain down. "You're
cil members
or sm
anym
her-dropped to one knee behind them, his head
id hoarsely. "I told y
idn't loo
ntion nev
," Ragnor said. "But
g his temple. "High Alpha," he begged, "this po
Ragnor cut in.
oed like a de
rs raised their ha
air l
forcing their will at once. The force bent the ground be
dn't
ered across
e councilwoman mur
ould be more concerned abo
or ch
e said. "Just l
lood
" I growled. "Funny how no
n stiffened. "Do
. "Because the tru
finall
e s
essure
pack collapsed entirely. Blood trickled
use," Ragnor said. "Your existenc
ed. "That pact was s
Ragnor snapped. "Your ki
ki
settled int
I might become,"
s eyes d
d. "We fear what
ed to th
a Council," he declared, "Kael is he
all er
es. Howls o
tion was a d
s allowed t
s permitted
d be wiped out-ro
Elder shouted. "He ha
didn't
breat
ence
old. "Effective immediately, all packs ar
est ti
necessary,"
lau
d with something that ma
aid. "You erase me b
leaned
ered, "because your fathe
g snapped
ower s
ression s
ouncil members back several steps. Ragnor sli
he fir
oked s
moon-forged steel screaming in pro
my voice layered with something a
ns crawled
lled my
enied me screame
o l
't mine-but it f
ir
rea
ing alone ag
n of mo
attered bene
ckled as the
recovere
he roared.
cil moved
re they c
scr
e through the
silver markings blazing white-hot. The Moon responded,
Ragnor
tumbled back. "She'
s eyes sna
r-not
t w
ng else
e locked
ond comple
ough acc
gh awa
xploded
ime, slammed into broken pillars and walls. T
it the gr
as she fell into my arms, he
bove us cra
ss the sky, shaking the
EIR IS
us, horror etche
ered. "That bon
e markings, at the light-an
me a threat,"
fully for th
with the co
orest
n subm
warn
the hunt
no longer r
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