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    “Before Alfred sets foot back in this city,” Adide’s voice was like ice, “not a single syble of this can leak out. If it does, we lose our chance to fix it before it even begins.”


    She took a deep breath, forcing herself to stay sharp. Her fingers tapped a restless rhythm on the desk.


    “We have to intercept him. Only Alpha Theodore has the standing to pull this off–as Alfred’s elder and the Alpha of Hornbeam, he’s the only one who can lean on him and force him to keep his mouth shut.”


    “If he can convince Alfred to bury the report, we have a shot. But if Theodore can’t stop him…” Adide’s voice wavered for a split second. “Then Cole is a dead wolf, and Alpha Zander will be charged with failing to control his troops and challenging Lycan Erasmus’s authority. It’ll be the nail in the coffin.”


    “It’s a solid n,” Paisley nodded, her expression grim but determined. “Alpha Theodore is a


    The man of honor. Between his bond with Marsh and what you’ve done for them, he’ll step up. only question is: who goes to see him?”


    Paisley looked at Adide. “You? Or should we send Alpha Lance?”


    Adide shook her head, her brow furrowed. “Neither. Every eye in the capital is glued to us right now. If either of us sets foot in Hornbeam territory before Alfred even gets back, Lycan Erasmus will know we’ve got a leak at the border. It’ll blow our cover and prove we’ve been talking to Alpha Zander behind his back.”


    “Good point. You’re thinking ahead,” Paisley said, her own impulsive nature finally tempered by years of war. “So who do we send? It has to be someone who won’t raise a single eyebrow.”


    An image shed in Adide’s mind. “Dr. Digby.”


    “Marsh still needs medical follow–ups. Dr. Digby was the one who pulled him back from the brink of death, so it’s perfectly normal for him to visit the Hornbeam pack for checkups,” Adide analyzed. “If we get the word to Marsh through Dr. Digby, Marsh won’t just sit idly by.”


    “Perfect!” Paisley was already on her feet, rolling her shoulders. “I’ll head to Dr. Digby’s clinic now. I’ll tell him I ‘trashed my wrist‘ inbat training and need emergency physical therapy. It’s a ssic injury—no one will suspect a thing.”


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    With that, she bolted out the door.


    That same night, Dr. Digby was at the Hornbeams‘ gate, medical bag in hand.


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    Inside the study, Alpha Theodore and Marsh listened to the news, and the color drained from their faces. Marsh was the first to react. He bolted upright on the sofa, ignoring the sharp tug on his healing wounds, and looked at his father with wide, frantic eyes.


    “Father, I don’t care what it takes–you have to stop Alfred! He cannot give that report to Lycan Erasmus. Not that part. Not ever!”


    Theodore’s face was like thunder. He had a sharp political mind; he knew exactly what this meant. This was a freak ident that could turn into a death sentence for a hero like Zander.


    “Don’t worry,” Theodore said to Dr. Digby. Just two words, but they carried the weight of a vow.


    Dr. Digby gave a deep, formal bow. “Thank you. I’ll leave you to it.”


    He knew this was a massive ask. Alfred was Theodore’s own nephew, and this involved the Pce. If Alfred didn’t listen and reported it anyway, Lycan Erasmus might turn his rage on the entire Hornbeam pack for trying to cover it up. It was a high–stakes gamble with the life of the entire pack on the table.


    Once Dr. Digby left, the silence in the study became suffocating.


    Marsh looked at his father, his eyes full of worry. “Father, you know Alfred’s personality better than anyone.”


    Theodore nodded, letting out a heavy sigh. “I won’t let Alpha Zander go down like this. I’ll do whatever I have to, even if it means putting my own rank and reputation on the line.”


    He stood up and walked to the window, staring out at the moonlight.


    “The Hornbeams earned its glory on the battlefield. Our ancestors fought for every inch of this status. If I lose that glory to protect a man like Alpha Zander… well, I don’t think my grandfather will be too mad at me when I see him at the Moon Goddess’s side.”


    But deep down, he wasn’t so sure. He knew Alfred too well.


    Since he was a pup, Alfred had always been fiercely independent–and dangerously ambitious. He was a master at plotting his own future, but his luck had always been trash.


    Every time a big opportunity for glory came up, he’d either get sick or some freak ident would sideline him.


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    That was why he’d stayed a mid–tier guard for so long, even after being one of Lycan Erasmus’s personal shadows. Even when Lycan Erasmus became the Lycan King and put him in the Legion, he couldn’t catch a break.


    This mission to the border was his big “in,” thanks to a rmendation from a snake like Jeremy. Alfred was starving for a win. He was desperate to prove himself to Lycan Erasmus.


    Now, all he had to do was open his mouth, and he could climb over Zander’s corpse to the top. Would a wolf that hungry really just let an opportunity like that slip away?


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    <strong>Olivia Harris</strong> is an emerging author celebrated for her captivating romantic and steamy novels. With a talent for crafting deep emotional connections and fiery chemistry between her characters, Olivia’s stories offer readers an escape into worlds filled with passion, intrigue, and heart-stopping drama.