An Unholy Alliance, A Queen's Command

FABIAN

Blood and fury. That's all I knew in the moment—all I cared to know. My wolf, Kael, tore through flesh and bone with a savage precision that would have terrified me if I weren't so far gone. Three rogues lay dead at my feet, their final screams still echoing in my ears.

The battle surged around us like a living thing. Smoke burned my lungs. Screams pierced the air. My pack fought valiantly against the surprise attack, their loyalty fueling my rage. These rogues had dared to invade our territory, to threaten what was mine.

I caught a glimpse of my Beta, Gage, fighting off two attackers near the eastern entrance. His silver fur was matted with blood, but he stood his ground, teeth bared in defiance. Pride surged through me—brief, but powerful.

Then I saw her.

Vanessa. My former mate.