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in the air. I stood in the center of the room, my custom lace wedding gown trailing across the Italian marble
ith a soft smile, expecting my new husband,
ing a scandalously sheer crimson slip, was Brie Forbes-a low-ranking socialite my fam
my voice trembling as my white wolf bristle
be here, Azura? It is his wedding night, after all. A
urself!" I snarled
my dear," he said smoothly. "You Montgomerys are so fiercely loyal. I needed a flawless excuse to gather every single one of your elite vanguard guards in one place.
utomatic gunfire erupted from the courtyard outside. The screams of my packmates
, lunging toward
e of the mahogany vanity. The impact shattered the mirror, sending shards of glass raining down on my pristine wedding gown. A sharp, agonizing pain p
, the sharp stench of iron, burning
wn!" a merce
k, driving the air straight out of my lungs. My cheek
ashing against the crushing weight of t
to break through the surface. She howled in agony, but the bones
k cuffs of solid, unrefined si
smoke. It smelled like roasting pork and charred nerves. The agony was blinding, an electric fire running up my forearms, paralyzing the d
ghting, l
e burning doorway. He wore an immaculate bespoke Charcoal suit, completely untouched by the massacre he had orchestrated across our sevent
elves in a frantic, animalistic rhythm. They hadn't even bothered to close the curtains. As I stirred, Brie locked eyes with me over
Slowly, deliberately, he lifted his right foot and set the
er blown through his ribcage by a black-market silver heavy cannon.
depths of my soul, scraping my vocal cords raw. "He was t
sole gave a sickening crunch. "A dead Alpha is just fertilizer, Azura. Now, tell me wh
ctly across the pristine polish of his left shoe.
ion cracked. A vein
epped into the circle of emergency lights, swaying her hips with practiced elegance. Her platinum blonde curls w
encrusted fingers digging brutally
isfaction as she forced my face upward. "The proud princess of t
r," I whispered th
lap that whipped my head sideways. The ring on her index finger
ce shaking with long-suppressed jealousy. "You and y
tionless. He reached inside his tailored breast pocket and pulled out
cous, shimmering liquid c
loor. Cold dread washed over me,
arket chemists to permanently destroy the werewolf healing factor, diss
rashing wildly. "No, k
ciful for a Montgomer
. Baron stepped forward, drove his thumb into the hollow of my collarbone to e
d the plu
i
ad through my jugular like liquid lightning, searing every vein, artery, and nerve ending it touched. My back arched un
voice, once a thundering presence of ancient authority, faded into a
east was g
rs scrape whatever is left off the pavement. Oh, and broadcast the message to the lower districts: The Montgomery family h
ha," the larger m
the shattered floorboards. My limp legs trailed behind like dead
tion terrace. One hundred and twenty stories above Apex Metro, the wind screamed like a choru
Brie laughed from the doorway, wra
ced glass railing, dangling me by the fr
turning every breath into a ragged gasp. But right against my ribs, beneath the inner l
of the Moo
thing an hour before the breach. The ancient stone hummed against my freezing skin, pouring a microscopic thread of
move left.
left in my shredded muscles, I threw
ac
artilage shattered beneath the impact. The man howled in shoc
ion was al
k toward the ledge, I threw my we
ped through my shirt fabric
zed my broken body. The burning tower shr
of Apex Metro, my eyes remained locked on
ns and the roaring wind, a frantic
breach! Assassin
was abrupt
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