Chapter 427
XENOIS
The interior of the Silvercrest nest was exactly as nightmarish as I’d expected-stone corridors that absorbed sound, minimal lighting that put werewolves at a disadvantage against nightwalkers, and an oppressive atmosphere that made every breath feel heavy.
I moved through the darkness with Thorne at my right, Marcus and Klaus flanking us on either side. Four werewolves against god knew how many enemies, searching for my parents in a hostile stronghold while communications failed and bombs exploded in the distance.
Just another Tuesday in the Blackwood pack.
The bombs were Zade’s doing-Team One making their dramatic entrance at the main gate, drawing attention and forces exactly as planned. I could hear the explosions echoing through the stone, feel the vibrations underfoot as his team demolished the nest’s primary defenses.
My team had infiltrated through the ventilation system exactly as planned, dropping into a storage area and making our way toward the cell block. We’d encountered minimal resistance so far-one werewitch who’d been patrolling alone and whom we’d managed to knock unconscious before she could raise an alarm.
Too easy. Everything was too easy, and that made my tactical instincts scream warnings.
I reached for my communicator, trying to contact Zade for an update. Had Team One encountered my parents? Had Carol’s Team Two found anything?
Static.
I tried again, switching channels. More static.
“Communications are compromised,” I said quietly to my team. “We’re on our own until we can reestablish contact.”
“Could be magical interference,” Thorne suggested. “Werewitches can create dampening fields that block electronic signals.”
“Or it’s a trap,” Marcus said grimly. “Silence us, separate us, pick us off individually.”
“Either way, we keep moving,” I decided. “My parents are in here somewhere, and I’m not leaving without them.”
We reached the cell block faster than I’d expected, which only increased my sense that something was wrong. The corridor opened into a larger space with multiple cells lining the walls-exactly as Marcus’s intelligence had suggested.
All of them empty.
somewhere in this nest trying to get to an exit. We need to find them before Jerome does.”
We moved back into the corridors, following my mother’s scent as best I could in the artificial air flow of the underground complex. Another explosion rocked the structure-closer this time, suggesting Zade’s team was making serious progress.
Or encountering serious resistance.
Without communication, I had no way of knowing which.
We rounded a corner and nearly collided with three nightwalkers who were running toward the sound of combat. They saw us at the same moment we saw them, and for a split second, everyone froze.
Then chaos erupted.
Thorne moved first, his decades of combat experience making him faster than the nightwalkers expected. He had one down before they could react, his enhanced strength allowing him to literally rip the nightwalker’s head from his shoulders.
Marcus and Klaus took the other two, coordinating their attacks with the practiced efficiency of warriors who’d fought together for years.

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