"Some truths are too dangerous to ignore."
The standoff lasted exactly four seconds before everything went to hell.
Darius's massive wolf form stood between us and Gideon's hired killers. His presence radiated Alpha dominance that made even trained professionals hesitate.
But hesitation wasn't retreat.
One of the hired wolves moved first. Fast, professional, aiming to incapacitate rather than kill. Smart tactics for someone who knew they were being observed.
Darius intercepted. The collision was brutal, immediate. Two wolves clashing with enough force to shake the ground.
"Move!" Marcus shouted. "While they're distracted!"
But moving meant abandoning Darius. Meant leaving him to face multiple attackers while we ran.
My wolf howled in protest. Every instinct screamed to stay, to fight beside my mate, to face threats together.
"Elara," Devon said urgently. "The evidence matters more than pride. We need to get it out."
