Their faces paled at the sight, but there was no time to hesitate. They sprinted toward the packhouse as fast as their battered bodies could manage, doing their best to stay out of the rogues’ line of sight.
They already knew that the noncombatants had likely been evacuated there, the safest place, guarded by the elite warriors. And if Alpha Maxwell truly was nearby, they could leave the extermination of these rogues to him. Their only mission now was to get Levi to safety, alive, and into the hands of the medical team before it was too late.
The medical team was most likely stationed at the packhouse, which was why they were heading there. As they ran, the air was filled with the chilling echoes of the rogues’ deranged laughter, mixed with feral howls and guttural growls.
The sounds alone made their skin crawl; it was as if the cries came straight from the depths of hell itself.
"Don’t stop. Run, and don’t look back," the captain ordered, his voice sharp and unwavering despite the exhaustion weighing on him. They couldn’t afford to fight now, not in their condition.
All three were battered, bleeding, and barely holding on. Levi wasn’t the only one who needed medical attention; they all did. Returning to help would be suicide. At this point, they’d only get in the way.
"Roger..." the two warriors replied in unison, gritting their teeth as they sprinted forward. Blood still seeped through their side wounds, which had torn open when they tackled the rogues earlier, and every step sent a sharp jolt of pain through their bodies. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
But before they could reach the packhouse, the three suddenly felt something shift; their shadows seemed to flicker and grow darker, as if a monstrous presence loomed behind them. Then, a crimson glow burst to life. Instinctively, they turned around, and their eyes widened in horror.
The houses at the edge of the community were engulfed in flames. The fire raged so high it looked as if it were trying to claw its way into the heavens.
"Fuck!!! Those bastards!!!" one of the warriors roared, his voice trembling with rage. His wolf was close to surfacing, his golden eyes glowed fiercely before turning a burning shade of red, on the verge of tears born not of fear, but fury and helplessness.
The captain said nothing. His jaw clenched so tight that the veins in his neck stood out, his blood boiling at the sight before him. ’At least they’d managed to evacuate the non-combatants to the packhouse,’ he thought grimly. ’If they hadn’t, those people would’ve been burned alive.’
"Move!" he barked through gritted teeth, forcing his gaze away from the inferno. Without another glance back, he sprinted forward.
The two warriors hesitated for just a heartbeat, eyes lingering on the blazing homes, their hearts heavy with rage and sorrow, before they, too, turned and followed their captain. They knew they couldn’t afford to stay. The rogues would be upon them any moment now.
「On Maxwell’s side...」
After cutting his way through the corpses of the rogues that had tried to stop him, Maxwell finally broke through, but the delay had already cost him precious time. The longer he thought about it, the more his anger simmered. Every wasted second gnawed at him, feeding the dread that something might have already happened to Levi.
The only thing keeping him from losing control was the fact that he still ’didn’t feel anything.’ Deep down, he suspected that he, Zion, and Levi shared a strange bond, something beyond a simple connection as Addison’s fated mates.



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