LOGINLANEY POV"Are your thoughts completely mad, Lucas?" I cry out, fat wet tears dropping onto my winter furs. "Why does your wolf accept a terrible deal like that? Your claws built Pierce Holdings from a tiny pup pack with Logan! That territory is basically your own child!""My life has to change now, Laney," Lucas says softly, using his thumb to wipe the wetness from my skin before pulling my frame into his strong arms. "My boots cannot run with Logan's hunting party forever. The elders are getting old, and my claws must lead our family borders anyway. Plus, my spirit has a much bigger thing to protect now.""My tongue promises to be the absolute best pack wife for your name," I sob loudly against his chest, my voice completely hoarse. "My claws will make your alpha father proud.""Don't change your wolf spirit for my sake, Laney," Lucas laughs gently, pressing his warm lips against my forehead. "Just stay exactly who you are.""Do not listen to their low growls, Laney," Brooke Lawson
LANEY POV"Did that weak female use the unborn pup to threaten your alpha position, Lucas?" my father Richard Lawson asks, baring his teeth."No, our bond is nothing like that, Father," Lucas Grant answers, shaking his head with deep disappointment. "My wolf tracks her presence because my soul loves her frame. My claws hunted her heart for many seasons, and her spirit finally accepted my love.""Well, our pack house does not need to rush this treaty," Richard says, exchanging a cold look with Evelyn Lawson. "My scouts will locate high caste daughters from the wealthiest territories in the Shifter Citadel. Your boots can join their hunting circles, and then your beast will find a suitable mate.""My mind agrees with your father's wisdom," Evelyn cuts in with a sharp smile. "Your bloodline belongs to the alpha caste, Lucas. Your boots will join the hunting circle tomorrow watch, and that is my final decree.""Treat the high caste female nicely, Lucas," Evelyn warns him the next sun-cycl
BROOKE LAWSON POV"My internal beast is completely ready for your crazy move, Charis!" I shout, jumping backward fast just as the boiling river-water splashes onto the stone floor boards with a loud hiss. "Help! Guards! Come inside this den quickly! Charis Turner is turning completely feral!""Mrs. Pierce, what happened to your physical frame? Are your limbs okay?" a lower caste office wolf asks, running up to my side the exact watch I burst through the doorway into the main territory floor."Charis Turner suddenly poured scalding tea onto my skin because her tongue claims my face looks disgusting to her eyes!" I cry out, making my voice tremble with deep fear while pointing a shaking finger back at her private den."Oh, praise the moon, this madness is getting more ridiculous every sun-cycle!" the staff wolves roar, their long-standing anger against her cruel claws instantly igniting like dry wood. "Miss Turner completely lost her mind after the forest house fire! She keeps ruining t
LOGAN PIERCE POV"Why are you throwing the heavy oak table across the council room, Charis?" I ask, stepping into the corridor after the pack elders scatter in fear. "My right-hand wolf Evan Brooks says your claws are snapping at every warrior who walks past your den.""Those lower caste wolves are whispering about my disfigured flesh behind my leather mask, Logan!" Charis screams, her chest heaving as she grips her fur coat tightly. "My ears tracked their mocking laughs during the territory alliance meeting!""The elders were only debating the border patrol layouts your own brain suggested last moon-cycle," I say, shaking my head. "Absolute zero wolves are laughing at your scabs, Charis. Your mind is creating dark illusions because your spirit is fragile.""My boots will not attend the Citadel banquets or the full moon festivals anymore!" she roars, turning her scarred face away from my stare. "The other high caste packs stopped sending their invitation scrolls because my hideous ski
LOGAN PIERCE POV"The gray storm-clouds are swallowing the sun over the valley right now, Charis, making the wilderness outside look completely dark," my mother Catherine Turner whispers, staring out the glass window of the clinic room."My eyes are trained directly on your bandaged skull, Charis, and my tongue demands a clear explanation for this entire maze disaster," I say, my voice sounding as sharp as a hunting eagle."Logan, why does your alpha beast refuse to trust my words?" Charis stammers, swallowing hard as her eyes shift around the room in a total panic. "My tongue only described your mate bond with Brooke Lawson from the perspective of an outside wolf! Your beast never talked about your private feelings with my soul, so how could my brain know if you two shared a true love? My eyes only tracked the cold way your paws treated her frame in public, so my intellect truly believed you hated her presence.""It is true that my beast is not good at expressing feelings to the pack
LOGAN PIERCE POV"My beautiful face was always my biggest pride, just like my mother Catherine Turner used to boast about our high caste features around the territory," Charis weeps, her voice sounding like dry leaves clicking together."Your claws must grip the mattress tightly, Charis, because our family line is completely ruined today!" Catherine cries, her shoulders shaking violently as she stands near the washbasin."If that pathetic female Brooke Lawson had just perished like a weak pup inside the burning timber, my system would not look like a charred log right now!" Charis screams through the heavy white gauze. "My plan to hunt her life failed completely, and my own beast paid the total price, yet my tongue cannot even roar the truth to the pack council without exposing my own hired arsonists!""My hunters will track every single scent in that valley, Charis!" Luke Turner roars, his calm face completely breaking as his fists smash against the stone wall. "The fire warriors dis
“What legal authority empowers your claws to tear my offspring away from my home den?”“The pup carries my genetic codes as well, Samson. Do your primal instincts completely fail to recognize how utterly selfish your mind is operating? Oh, let our tongues abandon the point. Your dark soul will neve
“The sun will illuminate that horizon, brother. My internal wolf is entirely certain of that timeline.”“Our alpha line demands total obedience, Logan.”“My presence registers zero concern for the council’s dictates, Lucas. Victoria Pierce can monitor the ancestral borders while my own claws secure
“Terminate your aggressive howling, understand?” Laney snarled, her golden eyes flashing with raw irritation. The more Lucas Grant unleashed this desperate physical display, the softer her internal defenses became.She paused for a brief watch, forcing her internal wolf to settle before choosing to
“Jason Miller operates as one of our most promising young alpha-blooded warriors. His territorial outpost within the Sugden borders has expanded steadily in a highly positive direction. It will definitely stabilise our command structure if his claws take over the leadership of Lawson Estate Trade Fa







