I nodded, already running through the possibilities in my head.
“So, we’re going to war, then.” Dylan smirked, but there was no humor in his eyes.
“Yes. We’re going to war.” I looked at him, my voice filled with grim certainty.
“I’ve got a few men who can join us. They’re ready for a fight.” Jake slowly rose to his feet, still shaky but determined.
“I need just ten men,” I said firmly. “We go in with a small group. Marcosias will expect an army, but we hit him with precision. Gavin, Dylan, Jake—you’re with me. We move fast and quiet, take out anyone in our way.”
“What’s the plan, boss?” Dylan took a gun, checking the magazine with a grim expression.
“We hit him hard and fast. We find Luna, and we take out anyone who stands in our way,” I growled, voice low and lethal. “And if Marcosias shows his face ...”
I didn’t need to finish the sentence. The others nodded, their faces set in stone. They knew what this meant. We were going in to save Luna, but we weren’t leaving without blood.
The four of us suited up, armed to the teeth, and ready for war.
“Jake, make sure your men are ready, just in case we need backup. But the plan is to go in quietly and find Luna.”
My wolf was on edge, sensing that this was only the beginning of something far worse.
I clenched my jaw, eyes hardening. I would tear through Marcosias’ entire clan, if that’s what it took to get Luna back.
“Let’s move,” I ordered, and we stormed out of the condo, ready to face whatever lay ahead.
We tore through the city, my wolves following close behind, as we tracked Marcosias’ warehouse in the outskirts of town.
I barely had time to give orders before we stormed the place. Everyone moved silently, spreading out to cover every entrance. I couldn’t afford any mistakes. Not when Luna’s life was on the line.
As we breached the entrance, the smell of blood hit me first. I swallowed the rising panic and forced myself to focus. We cleared room after room, my heart racing with every corner we turned.
And then, I saw her.
Luna was tied to a chair in the center of a dimly lit room, her face pale, but her eyes were sharp, full of defiance. Relief flooded me at the sight of her alive, but it was short-lived.
Before I could reach her, the door behind me slammed shut, and the shadows shifted. Marcosias stepped out from the darkness, his grin wide and sinister.
“Well, well, Alpha,” he sneered. “You finally made it. I was beginning to think you didn’t care about your precious seer. You just walked into my trap.”
Chapter 15
Luna
Six hours earlier…
My heart pounded wildly in my chest, my breaths ragged, as I struggled against the rough hands that dragged me out of Orion’s apartment.
"Where are you taking me?!" I shouted, my voice trembling. "Let me go!"
“Stay quiet, seer,” one of them hissed in my ear. “We’ve got plans for you. I’m sure you’ll love it.”
I felt the car move, each bump in the road making my pulse race faster.
"Please. Why are you doing this?" My words fell on deaf ears. No one answered. Only the rumble of the engine and the sound of my frantic breathing accompanied me.
Minutes felt like hours, and the tension in my body tightened with every passing second. I was helpless, trapped in my own fear.
Suddenly, the van stopped. I heard doors open, and hands grabbed me again, yanking me from the seat. My legs were shaking as they forced me out, guiding me roughly along what felt like uneven ground. I stumbled, trying to make sense of my surroundings, but the blindfold made it impossible.