Chapter 11

The estate was suffocating under a thick blanket of manufactured panic.

Down the hall, the frantic muffled shouts of Darius Vance echoed through the mahogany corridors. He had not left Ivy’s bedside for a single second since the pack doctor had stabilized her. For the past three hours,

Chapter 12

The Obsidian Ridge Pack ballroom was a masterpiece of architectural wealth, a sprawling cathedral of glass, gold, and polished black marble. Tonight, it was illuminated by a thousand floating candles, casting a warm, deceptive glow over the three hundred pack members gathered in their fi

Chapter 13

The ballroom plunged into a silence so absolute it felt like a physical weight pressing against the chest of every wolf in the room. Three hundred members of the Obsidian Ridge Pack stared at the dais, their champagne flutes frozen in mid-air, their breaths held hostage by the sheer, una