Chapter 75 Lucas: Going In

LUCAS

The air is thick with tension as we approach the heart of the Blackwood pack lands. Every step is calculated, every movement deliberate. One false move can jeopardize everything. A single shifter can alert an entire pack.

I can't afford that.

Not when Ava's life hangs in the balance.

Vester moves like a wraith beside me, his footfalls silent despite the underbrush beneath our boots. The four shifters flanking us are some of the most loyal and strongest members of the pack, well-versed in reconnaissance. Between their skills and the scent diffusers coating us to avoid detection, we make it through their territory without incident.

Our cars are still in White Peak, so getting Ava out will be an ordeal, especially since she can't shift. Alpha Xavier's offer of help has come in handy; once we get her, we just have to call in a distraction.

Hopefully by the time they realize what it is, we'll be in cars and on our way back to Westwood lands.

Nightfall cloaks our approach as we close in on the Grey home, a modest suburban home to the edge of the territory, as most high-ranking wolves are. No wolf likes to be enclosed on all sides by buildings.

Vester signals for us to hold position as he links with Ryder, who's already with the Silvermoon forces. With the Whispering Pines pack territory between Silvermoon and Blackwood, Xavier had to submit an informal request to the Whispering Pines pack to allow his forces through.

The Whispering Pines pack has turned a blind eye to the situation, allowing them to camp on the border of their lands, and now we have a distraction from a direction that bastard Blackwood would never expect.

Moments later, Ryder links with me. They're in position near the border and ready to cause a stir. All we have to do is wait.

the occasional flash of Ava in her window, looking stressed as she paces. Two guards stroll the perimeter. They aren't even ranked wolves; they're weak. It

burst into an inferno, there's activity. A flurry of it, seen in glimpses through

daughter, Jessa, rush out of the house, taking separate cars. They're

she's intelligent. We'll have to avoid her

shifters we've

with me. We have to overpower the beta's mate before she can sound the alarm. You four, break off into pairs and take the guards. Remember, they can't have the chance to mind-link any of

unison, faces grim

Let's go.

the scents drifting on the crisp night air—humid summer nights, pine trees, and the scent of a particular brand of perfume, with jasmine and

veer toward the back entrance while the others flank the guards patrolling the perimeter. Time

rapid succession. The guards have been

to our surprise, but as one we slip through it, our steps a mere breath against the

growling with the thirst for the hunt. But I can't afford to lose control, not yet.

impossible to wrest control from my

see her silhouette just around the wall. She's peering outside, but

Not yet.

pocket. It was a calculated risk to bring it with us, in

concoction on this planet fatal

enough to kill her… Not yet, anyway. Maybe in a few

no chance to act on her instinct as I stab into her neck

crumples in an instant, unconscious before she can make a sound. I stand over her prone form, my heart pounding in my ears. The scent of jasmine and honey mingles with

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