Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder)

Chapter 270

Ryder's POV

Ama and Penelope would stay back to manage everyone, while Galen, Logan, Leonard and I geared up with our warriors. Each of our cars had smo

a radio for coordination. The drive that should have taken two hours was completed in ninety minutes. My foot never left the accelerator, tres sergaming around curves as we raced through the countryside.

A kilometer from our destination, Logan's four cars pulled over. I grabbed my radio

as his voice crackled through: "We're going on foot now. Wait for my signal before you approach the front entrance."

"Copy that," I replied, watching through my windshield as Logan's team disappeared. My hands gripped the steering wheel so tight my knuckles went white, every second feeling like an eternity.

Ten minutes later, Logan's voice came through again: "We're in position at the back entrance. You're clear to move,"

I started the engine and led my convoy toward the front of the compound. The industrial complex loomed before us-towering concrete walls topped with razor wire, multiple warehouse buildings scattered across the grounds, and in the center, a seven-story building. I could see guard towers positioned at strategic points.

A sharp crack echoed through the air as a bullet struck the ground just in front of our lead vehicle. The guards had spotted us.

“Fucking idiots,” I snarled, grabbing the megaphone. Through the mind link, I commanded my warriors: "Get your weapons ready. Stay in the cars for now.

I rolled down my window and raised the megaphone to my lips. "Alpha Wiley, you piece of shit! Get your ass out here! Release my Luna and my Beta now!

see more warriors emerging from the buildings, their rifles trained on our vehicles. The silence stretched taut like a wire about to

minutes, a figure appeared on the guard tower. Even from this distance, I could see it was Alpha Wiley, and something was wrong. My wolf roared inside my head, demanding blood, wanting

his voice boomed, it was completely unhinged. "YOU FUCKING IDIOT! YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST

This was someone who'd snapped, someone operating on pure rage and grief. The realization made me pause, forcing a sliver of tactical thinking

it. The distinctive rattle of an AK-47 filled

OUT AND TAKE COVER!" I roared through the mind

the air where I'd been sitting. My radio crackled as I called Logan: "Wiley's shooting! Something's wrong with him-he's not thinking

Logan's voice came back

abandon. Smoke began rising from the car next to

I commanded through the

Bastian's agonized scream cut through the chaos. He was down, blood pouring from

I

warriors.

reached the safety of a massive oak tree, but when he saw Bastian fall, he didn't hesitate. He sprinted

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a spray of blood and brain matter that painted Bastian & face tex, 197 body crumpled to the

sound that tore from my throat was

one frozen second. He shifted into his wolf form and charged

I screamed, but he was beyond