Chapter 10

A crowd had gradually formed around them.

Tyler, Blake, Derek, and Josh stood nearby, faces etched with horror and genuine remorse. Leila

hovered at the edge, her eyes flickering with jealousy and bitter resentment.

Countless others watched with sorrowful gazes.

Lucas acknowledged none of them.

A single devastating fire had transformed the whole territory overnight.

Within forty-eight hours, every pack connected to the "prank" found themselves under brutal attack from the Thornwood pack. Their pack area has sharply declined, their reputations destroyed, their

futures obliterated.

Those Lucas's friends-now locked in the soundproofed basement of his pack's estate, subjected to his unrelenting rage.

Lucas had become something feral, something bloodlust, delivering blow after merciless blow to the men cowering on the concrete floor.

"WHY THE FUCK WERE THERE GAS CANS IN THAT CABIN?" he roared, his knuckles split and bleeding, voice barely recognizable. "ANSWER ME!"

"Why did your pussy-ass guards run without her?" Another devastating punch landed on Tyler's already disfigured face.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU GET HER OUT? WHY IS SHE DEAD WHILE YOU WORTHLESS PIECES OF SHIT ARE STILL BREATHING?"

Each question punctuated with violence, as if hurting them might somehow lessen his own guilt-as if avenging Aria could absolve him of being the one who ultimately led her to her death.

According to their original "hilarious prank," Aria was never supposed to be in actual danger.

As a precaution, they had stationed pack guards inside to protect her. If the fire got out of control, those guards were supposed to rescue her immediately.

But somehow, the abandoned cabin had been rigged with gasoline containers they hadn't put there.

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had

their panic to escape the unexpected intensity of

Lucas's rage, barely able to

Blake sobbed, blood pouring from his

like this," Derek whimpered, curled into a protective ball. "The fire... it was just supposed to scare

one eye swollen completely shut. "Anything you want, man. Just don't

dragging himself across the

dozen bloodied men knelt before him, pathetic in their terror, foreheads pressed to the

seemed beyond reason, beyond humanity. When he finally spoke, his voice was terrifyingly flat-the calm of a predator who has already decided the fate of

me to spare you because we were pack brothers? Did you spare my mate?

toward the

after him, leaving bloody

to

screams, the basement door slammed shut with terminal

blood, Leila rose quickly from the Italian leather sofa where

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she began, attempting her usual

died when she saw the extent of the carnage covering him, her

fear.

turning instead

my Luna's burial site been prepared?” His voice was raw from

theatrical disbelief. "What

about?"

rushed forward, manicured nails digging into his arm, her eyes wide. "I'm your future

very much alive! Have you completely

him, Lucas's eyes filled

he never noticed how self-absorbed

each word precise and final, "my fated mate and my Luna is

simple statement drained all color from

who she was- some loner wolf who

Since

away, refusing to let authorities take

publicly acknowledged as Lucas's inevitable future Luna, could barely get him to answer

seriously, assuming he was simply processing the

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