<b>Chapter </b><b>157 </b>


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    Talen, <i>my </i><i>wobbles</i><i>, </i>was down<b>, </b>three witches striking at once, their magic carving into him like molten des. Bolts of searing light and shards of ice tore across his chest and arms, knocking him back into the dirt. His snarl cracked the night, furyced with pain. Before they could finish him, Layah roared and leapt into the fray. Her molten body collided with two at once, the sound of bones snapping under her weight as her jaws mped down on the shoulder of one. She tore him apart in a spray of blood, half his body hitting the ground before the rest of him did. The second witch tried to scream an incantation, but Layah’s ws ripped through her chest, silencing her with a wet, choking gasp. The third turned, raising her hands, ready to st Layah away, but Talen surged back to his feet, his eyes burning like a storm unleashed. Blood streaked down his jaw, smoke rising from his wounds, but rage made him unstoppable. He ripped the witch’s throat open with a savage twist of his ws, their head dangling grotesquely before he tossed the body aside like it weighed nothing. He and Layah stood shoulder to shoulder, breath steaming in the night, blood dripping from their teeth.


    I veered left. Xavier was cornered, blood soaking his side, a witch towering over him with a de raised high. My rage detonated, hot and blinding. I lunged, ws sinking into the bastard’s spine, dragging him backward. “Not my mate!” I snarled, my voice more beast than woman. I snapped his neck with a vicious twist, the crack echoing like a gunshot, before hurling his body across the field. It mmed into another witch mid–strike, sending both of them tumbling. The opening was enough. Hawk lunged in, his ws glowing faintly with his magic, and raked deep into the downed witch’s chest, tearing him open until his body split into two bloody halves. The smell of iron and ash filled the


    air. Levi was fighting like hell, his body drenched in sweat and blood, his chest rising in harsh gasps. His de shed in one hand, his ws in the other, but he was tired,


    slower now, and I saw the witch creeping in behind him, magic burning in their palm. I didn’t think. I was there in a blink, my ws sinking into the witch’s stomach before they could strike, dragging them open from belly to ribs. They dropped at Levi’s feet, choking on blood. Levi looked at me, face streaked crimson, and together we roared, feral, furious, a sound that made the witches stumble back. It wasn’t just rage. It was a warning.


    And then<b>, </b>for the first time since this nightmare began, the tide shifted. The witches faltered. Their chants stuttered. Their lines broke, scattering like dry leaves in the wind. The ground beneath us was littered with their dead bodies, twisted spells dying in their


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    throats. Around me, my family rose again<b>, </b>bloodied, battered, but unyielding. Haiden, steam rising off his wounds. Xavier, blood still dripping but standing tall. Noah, his sword dripping red. Levi, shaking with exhaustion but still deadly. My Lycan bared her teeth, taller than them all, my magic sparking like fire at my fingertips. At my side, Layah prowled forward, her molten fur glowing, her eyes hungry for more blood.


    Together, our gazes cut across the field, locking on the witches who dared to remain.


    This wasn’t defense anymore. This was the beginning of the ughter.


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    As my brothers‘ Lycans thundered into the line, the ground shook beneath us. Mchi, Julius, and Arztec loomed like mountains, their roars vibrating through bone and marrow. It didn’t need to be said, didn’t need to be ordered, we were one. One purpose. One oath. <i>Not </i><i>a </i><i>single </i><i>witch </i><i>would </i><i>leave </i><i>this </i><i>field </i><i>alive</i><i>. </i>We surged. My Lycan form tore through the line first, ws dripping, jaws snapping bone from flesh. Layah matched my pace, molten and furious, fire spilling in her wake. Together we carved a path, every strike fueled by blood–deep rage, every kill a promise paid in full. Haiden and Talen ripped a warlock apart limb from limb, their roars rolling across the battlefield like thunder. Noah moved like a storm surge, Hawk taking over, crushing skulls and leaving nothing but ash in his path. Levi fought with precision, every strike calcted, every spell countered, while Xavier cut through their ranks with sheer brutal strength, Maddox


    snapping necks as they shifted between forms seamlessly.


    The witches faltered. They stumbled. Their chanting broke apart, their magic sparking and guttering as fear finally bled through their arrogance. My brothers drove the point home. Mchi mmed one witch into the dirt so hard the earth split beneath her.


    Julius bellowed, his jaws closing on another’s head, the crack of bone echoing sharply. Arztec hurled a screaming warlock into the air, catching him mid–fall with a swipe that split him in half. And still, we pressed. The field became a ughter. My ws raked


    deep, sending another witch spinning into the dirt, her spell dying on her lips. Layah’s howl split the sky as her molten body swallowed two more, leaving nothing but charred husks behind. Blood and ash coated my fur, the metallic taste filling my mouth as I drove my ws through chest after chest, their hearts giving way under my grip. They had wanted <i>my </i><i>child</i>. They had dared to touch <i>my </i><i>family</i><i>. </i>Now they would die for it.


    One by one, they fell until the field was littered with their corpses. Not a single one escaped. Not one whisper of their cursed chanting remained. Only silence, heavy and final, broken by the sound of our breathing, of blood dripping from ws, of Lycans, wolves, and men standing tall in victory. I lifted my head, my Lycan eyes glowing, and


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    looked across the battlefield at my family, bloodied and battered. The witches were dead, but at what cost? I shifted fast, my feet unsteady for a moment as Haiden quickly caught<ol><li>me.</li></ol>


    “Envy?” He said with wide eyes, hands on my belly.


    But I didn’t have time to assure him I was okay, I wasn’t even sure I was okay. My eyes were skittering across the bodies of our own thaty unmoving. Mum, Aleisha, Tommy,


    Theo, Felix. Were any of them alive?


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