Shifted Fate (Amy) novel Chapter 593

Amy and Rowan begin dismantling the medical tent with help from all able-bodied wolves, while the injured are moved either to the med building or the pack house. Ronnie informs Amy that the doctor has left with the slower-healing patients, but her father insists on staying in the pack house. After securing her father in his bedroom, Amy and Ronnie prepare for the arrival of the council, ensuring that the wolves are being moved to the Agora for safety.

Amy contacts Rick, who is struggling to decode crucial files due to complex ciphers. She advises him to use an app she created, Codexx.amy.ti, which can learn and decode the various cyphers automatically. Rick is frustrated but begins using the app as time grows short, with only thirty minutes left before the council arrives. Amy urges Rick to gather as much information as possible quickly.

As urgency mounts, Amy shifts and asks Ronnie to ride on her back despite his injuries, with Nix carrying them swiftly toward the pack house. Meanwhile, Amy checks on Megan, who is conserving her energy to support Amy’s magic during the impending council meeting. Megan explains that her power will be repurposed to strengthen Amy’s magic, allowing Amy to focus on the conversation and control their magic if needed.

Approaching the pack house, Nix suddenly stops, sensing magic nearby. This unexpected detection heightens the tension as they prepare for what may come with the council’s arrival. The chapter ends on a breathless note, emphasizing the urgency and uncertainty facing Amy and her allies.

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Chapter 593

I urged my father to stay calm as Rowan and I immediately set about dismantling the medical tent. Every able-bodied wolf from the house came rushing out to assist with the breakdown. I instructed the guards to relocate the wolves still recovering to the farthest rooms in the medical building. Those who were healing but could move on their own shuffled slowly toward the pack house, exhaustion evident in their steps.

“Amy, everything here is taken down,” Ronnie said, exhaling heavily. “The doctor has gone back to the hospital with those who need more time to heal, but your father refuses to leave the pack house.” I pressed my fingers against the bridge of my nose, trying to ease the tension building there.

“Where exactly is he now?”

Ronnie shifted his weight awkwardly. “Greyson helped get him settled into his bedroom.”

I gave a brief nod. “Once we get confirmation that the council has arrived, I need you and the others to—”

Ronnie cut me off with a dismissive wave. “Don’t worry, I’ve got the descenting spray ready and waiting.” His confidence was reassuring, so I nodded and scanned the clearing one last time. “Let’s head back.”

Turning on my heel, we began the walk back. “Are the guards moving everyone to the Agora?”

Ronnie checked his phone and nodded. “Yeah. Half the pack is already there.”

I exhaled, a wave of relief washing over me. “Any word from Trey?”

He shook his head. “Nothing yet. Which is good, honestly—we’re not ready.” His gaze lingered on me. “Are you going to be alright?”

I managed a small smile. “Yeah. I can feel Nix and Megan both on edge, ready to jump into action.”

Pulling out my phone, I dialed Rick. “Hey.”

“What’s going on? How much time do we have?” His voice was breathless, as if he’d been running non-stop.

“We still have some time.” I paused, hearing a loud slam on his end. “Everything okay?”

He growled lowly. “Yeah, I found the files, but hunting down what we need is taking longer than I expected.” At that moment, Ronnie’s phone dinged.

“Can’t you just search by keywords?” I heard him growl again, and I bit my lip to stop myself from laughing.

“Great idea, genius. Not like I haven’t thought of that myself. But everything’s coded.” Another slam echoed through the phone. “Every damn file is locked in some ridiculous code, and I can’t crack it because each one uses a different cipher.”

Ronnie gestured toward me, but I held up a finger to pause him. “Are you on my laptop?”

Rick grunted, which I took as a yes. “Look for the app Codexx.amy.ti; it should make your job easier.”

“What the hell is that?” I heard him mutter, but then the sound of typing.

“It’s an app I created to decode ciphers. Rowan and my father used so many different codes that I started programming them all in. Every time I cracked one, I added it.”

“Yeah? What if this crap isn’t in your little app?” He snorted.

“Amy,” Ronnie tried to get my attention again, but I kept my finger raised.

The app booted up.

“It also learns. If you input any new codes you break, it adapts and improves.” I was trying to calculate if we’d have enough time to decode everything before we needed it.

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