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Waves of dominance rolled off Alpha Wynn. “I will not trade our Omegas like livestock. Doing so would make us no better than the Council.”

“I wasn’t suggesting it. I’m speaking of the mutual assurance of growth for both packs. I’m sure you have heard that Silver Fang has refused to participate in the Hunt for the last few years. A unit came back with an Omega who was so terrified she tried to run away three times. After settling her down long enough to understand what was happening, we discovered the Omegas were participating against their will. Since then, we’ve withdrawn from the Hunt. I am many things, but I’m not a slaver or rapist.”

He leveled his iron stare on Blythe. “If you choose to come, I will provide soldiers for your sister’s pack. If not, we will move forward with the original agreement to stand against the Council and nothing more.” He shifted his focus back to Alpha Wynn. “I await your decision.”

Blythe stared at Alpha Declan while Brielle whispered frantically in her ear. Her expression was neutral, but I saw a spark of interest beneath her mask of indifference.

“The choice is yours, Blythe.” Alpha Wynn spoke with such finality I knew he would stand by whatever she chose—even if it meant facing Blood Moon alone.

“If I say yes, what are your plans for me?” Blythe asked Alpha Declan.

Alpha Declan’s eyes warmed a fraction. “You are my mate. Whether or not you choose to bond with me, I want the comfort of knowing you’re close.”

Goddess, what had we gotten ourselves into?

Brielle gasped. “We’re going to need some time to think about this.”

Alpha Wynn turned to Alpha Declan. “We’ll review your offer and get back to you within the next three days.”

The Alphas exchanged farewells, and the Silver Fang pack left without another word.

The moment they were gone, Brielle grasped her sister by the shoulders. “You can’t seriously be considering this, right?”

“I am. There are worse offers for smaller rewards.” Blythe sighed. “Did you really think he wouldn’t figure out that you guys have two extra Omegas outside the typical Hunt schedule?”

“So you’re just going to throw yourself into the fire like a sacrificial lamb?” Brielle snapped.

“No, I’m going to do what needs to be done to ensure we don’t get completely eviscerated in this attack,” Blythe retorted just as harshly.

“We can find another way—”

“Not in time,” Blythe interrupted. “I don’t know if you’ve looked around recently, but we have limited resources. The females have barely begun training. Twenty percent of the pack are elders, and you and Isolde are pregnant. This is the smartest choice—no, the only choice—if we want to come out of this alive.”

“She’s right,” Silas said. “If it were any other pack, we wouldn’t worry about the altercation. But the sheer size of this unsanctioned pack is our biggest obstacle. No matter how prepared we are, the losses will be great.”

Brielle’s eyes widened, shining with unshed tears. “But I just found you,” she whispered.

Valor put his hands on her shoulders, comforting his mate.

“This doesn’t mean you’ll lose me,” Blythe said quietly.

“How can we be sure? What if he doesn’t let you leave?” Brielle sucked in a shaky breath. “What if he doesn’t let you visit me or your niece?”

“We’ll put it in the agreement.” Blythe turned to Alpha Wynn for confirmation.

He nodded. “We’ll make family visits part of the terms.”

Blythe stood tall, her fingers turning white from Brielle’s tight grip. “Good. Then let’s draw up the terms and let Alpha Declan know he has an Omega.”

I looked around the room, noticing the males’ tense expressions, and taking in Brielle’s tear-stained cheeks. I was humbled by Blythe’s willingness to sacrifice herself.

No one would be going through any of this pain if it weren’t for me.

I couldn’t let her do this—I couldn’t let any of them do this.

“Wait,” I shouted.

All eyes turned to me.

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