LIAM Neah looks down at her hands. The gash she got from the tunnel. The one she scraped on concrete when we were running from Marcus's wolves. It's closing. Not wolf fast. But faster than human. The skin knits together as she watches. Her eyes widen. Something is waking up inside her. Before I can ask what she's seeing, the packhouse door slams open. Ryan storms in with three warriors flanking him. His face is twisted with rage and something darker. Something that looks like betrayal. "We need to talk," he says. His voice is ice. "Now." I step between him and Neah without thinking. Kain surges forward, hackles raised. "Watch your tone, Beta." "I'm not your Beta anymore." He rips the pendant from his neck. The silver chain that marks his rank. Throws it at my feet. "Not after what you've done." The room goes
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