Chapter 181
Chapter 181
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The moment Cora stepped out of the hotel, an unnatural stillness settled over her skin, raising a chill that had nothing to do with the night air.
Then the wind shifted.
The scent hit her all at once.
Blood.
It flooded her senses, thick and metallic, clinging to the back of her throat with every breath. Her pulse spiked instantly, dread curling deep in her chest as she stepped forward onto the lawn.
And froze.
“No…” The word came out weak, disbelieving. She shook her head as if denial alone could undo what her eyes were already seeing. “NO p>
Bodies were scattered across the ground.
Rowan’s guards had been slaughtered, their remains torn apart with a brutality that spoke of something far more savage than a simple execution. Limbs lay severed at unnatural angles, flesh ripped open, blood pooling darkly beneath them and soaking into the earth. The scent alone was enough to make her stomach twist.
Then her gaze caught on a familiar figure.
“Gavriel!” The scream tore out of her as she stumbled forward, her composure shattering completely. “Gavriel-no! this can’t be happening p>
The Beta lay among the dead, his body marked by deep gashes and signs of a vicious struggle. Which only made the truth more horrifying-whatever had done this had still overpowered him.
Cora’s breathing grew uneven as her instincts screamed in warning.
Her wolf stirred restlessly beneath her skin, recoiling at the lingering trace of something dangerous, something dominant.
‘What kind of beast could do this p>
And more importantly… who would dare p>
“Who did this?” she demanded hoarsely, her voice carrying into the empty night. “Who would dare slaughter the Beta of Alpha Rowan’s Blackfang Pack p>
Her hands trembled as she pulled out her phone. She called Rowan once. Then again. And again, until tem unanswered calls blurred together into one rising wave of dread.
Swallowing hard, she forced herself to think and dialed another number-the only member of Rowan’s
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council currently in Lunaris.
‘Lancel,” she said the moment the call connected. “Come here right now! I need your help p>
There was a brief pause before a female voice answered.
‘Cora? How unusual p>
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‘Soren,” she said sharply, her tone tightening. “This isn’t the time for whatever game you’re playing. Put your father on the phone. This is urgent. Someone has slaughtered the guards, Gavriel is dead, and my mate is missing. I need support to handle this p>
Silence stretched on the other end.
When Soren spoke again, his voice carried a careless indifference. “He can’t. My father hasn’t received any orders from Alpha Rowan regarding this p>
Cora blinked, “What do you mean p>
‘We don’t act without the Alpha’s command,” Soren replied smoothly. “And we certainly don’t move on yours, Coraline p>
‘I am the Luna of the Blackfang Pack!” she snapped, anger breaking through her fear. “When my mate is absent, I am the one you all answer to p>
A chuckle echoed through the line, laced with mockery.
‘Not yet,” Soren said coldly. “You’re nothing more than a temporary ornament at my Alpha’s side. Don’t delude yourself into thinking you have any authority over us p>
The line went dead.
Cora stood there in stunned silence, her grip loosening around the phone as the weight of his words sank
At Ezra’s penthouse, the atmosphere had already been tense, but the moment the door slammed open, it shifted into something far heavier. The Alpha entered with controlled force. In his arms, he carried his Luna, her unconscious form held securely against his chest.
From the outside, Ezra appeared perfectly composed. But beneath that still surface, a storm raged unchecked. The sight of her like this-lifeless in his arms, unresponsive-dragged something buried deep within him back to the surface.
A night he had never truly escaped.
The night he lost her.
“The healer will arrive shortly, Alpha,” Damon reported, keeping his tone steady despite the tension thick in the air. “Luna will be alright p>
Ezra gave no response.
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His focus never wavered from her as he carried her into his bedroom and gently laid her down on the bed.
Even after that, he did not release her.
His hand remained closed around hers firmly, as if letting go-even for a breath-would mean losing her all over again.
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