Chapter 12

High atop the towering skyscraper that served as the heart of his corporate empire, Ethan stood on the highest floor, overlooking the sprawling chaos of the city below. The afternoon. breeze, cool and invigorating, ruffled his mane of hair as he stood there in contemplation.

With a casual flick of his wrist, he produced a cigarette, its tip glowing to life as he drew in a deep inhalation. Externally, his demeanor remained calm and composed, but within him, a fierce internal struggle raged. His wolf, a primal force within him, yearned to tear and destroy, for his beta and best friend had met a tragic end.

For years, his pack had thrived in peace, even before he had taken on to the role of Alpha. But the times had changed and their lives was under siege. The responsibility for the survival of his kind now rested solely on his shoulders as their leader.

“Boss, we’ve located them, one was killed but we got the other one,” Axel reported, prompting a momentary pause from Ethan. A muscle twitched at the side of his jaw as he clenched it.

With

With one last draw on his cigarette, he carelessly discarded it to the floor. “Let’s move.”

Ethan and Axel entered the elevator, ascending from the building’s highest floor. As they -emerged, he strode purposefully through the corridors, his pack members falling in line

behind him. Six loyal members trailed him, ready to execute his every command.

some even viewing him as the leader of a formidable syndicate, a

pack, his kind, teetered on the brink. Their hidden

employees instinctively

sense the heat and pressure of his mood, a natural defense

building, he briefly basked in the sunlight, which highlighted his ruggedly handsome face. Hazel’s ex–husband had transformed in just a couple of years. Even if she had encountered him at that moment, she wouldn’t have recognized him. His aura and presence had

help but cast curious glances at

vehicles and tinted windows.

back seat of his luxurious vehicle, unbuttoning his cufflinks

we’ve arrived,”

signifying the transition from businessman to something darker

purpose.

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The man, battered and bruised, was bound tightly, rendering him utterly immobile. His b*dy bore the marks

no mercy, blindfolding him and gagging him, leaving him vulnerable and reliant solely on his other senses. The echoes of approaching footsteps sent his heart racing,

torn from his face, and icy dread washed over him as he found himself staring into the eyes of Ethan Roberts. His eyes widened in shock; this man, Ethan, was one

himself directly across from the helpless, bound man. In that

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