Rise Of A Shattered Luna (Natalie) by Kave Derry novel Chapter 262

Chapter 262 Tames And ? Bildren

Chapter 262 Flames And Children

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the doors of the grand atrium had barely slid shut behind Natalie and Flynn before the warmth of my mate’s scent vanished.

sepped away from the receptionist’s desk, my hand sliding into my coat pocket to retrieve my encrypted pack commis device.

peed dialed a direct frequency to the outer territory enforcers.

The line rang once before a submissive voice barked through the speaker.

Alpha Baron… We are in position.”

Let Jensen play his clumsy games at granting Sharon medical bail,” I commanded, tay voice dropping into a low register.

stared out through the glass facade, watching the armored SUV idle at the curb where Natalie was waiting.

ot him use his pack lawyers and his corrupted psychiatric evaluations to pull her out of the High Council’s reach. It changes ching… Have our elite shadow cells track her transport vehicle the moment she crosses the threshold of the manor?”

caused, “the moment she is settled into that isolated outer villa, wait for the dark moon. Then, stage a fire accident. Drench the Structural perimeters in gasoline, exactly as she did at the southern docks five years ago.”

Alpha-”

Whatever she did to my wife, do the absolute same to her. Inject the paralytic. Keep her conscious. Let her watch the walls burn. But hear me clearly..: do not let her die. Her heart must keep beating inside that smoke so she can experience every single second

the terror she inflicted on your Luna.”

Understood, Alpha,” the subordinate answered swiftly.

y gaze darkened as I ended that specific string.

The glass of the phone casing creaked slightly beneath the sudden pressure of my grip.

can still see Natalie lying helpless in the flames.

ven now, months after pulling her from the frozen wastes and nursing her back to health, the scent of burning flesh and gasoline could still trigger a feral madness within my veins.

The files my hacking teams had extracted from Dr. Johnson’s private servers had laid the memory bare in my mind like a fresh brand.

tatalie had lain completely helpless inside that collapsing industrial bay.

she had been forced to sit in the absolute dark, her lungs filling with ash, watching through the rising smoke as the man who was supposed to be her protector carried her torturer out into the light.

“And the records,” I added, my tone turning sharp.

The encrypted medical file I used to treat Jensen’s core trauma, and the ancient rib donation agreement from my wife – have you found the rat who altered the pack registry and leaked those documents to the Southern media?”

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Chapter 262 Flames And Children

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The subordinate hesitated over the line, his breath: atching through the corms.

He knew how much i despised a security failure within my own digital borders..

“Yes, Alpha Baron. Our forensic data teams traced the terminal source back to the main registry office in the commercial hub. But the identity of the infiltrator is defying our standard threat profiles, it was a little girl.”

My brows knitted together as I stepped into the shadow of a marble column.

“A little girl? What are you talking about?”

“Yes, Alpha,” the voice hurried to explain.

“The physical terminal was accessed during the midnight shift change… After downloading the original medical files and aftering the blood–lineage logs, she completely disappeared from the grid.”

A pause.

“Our surveillance network is usually airtight, covering every square inch of that sector, but somehow her face was never caught on a single camera lens. The blind spots were manipulated perfectly… And she moved… she moved very well for a child. Her tactical speed was closer to an elite tracker than a pup.”

“A child that age, slipping past three layers of Northern military–grade security entirely unnoticed?” I ground the words out between my teeth, my inner wolf snarling at the sheer impossibility of the report.

“Explain that to me.”

“The video analytics suggest she didn’t look much older than the young Miss, sir,” the enforcer murmured, his voice tight with embarrassment.

“Maybe seven or eight seasons at most. She wore a heavy hooded cloak that masked her scent markers, and she vanished into the underground rogue tunnels before the automated alarms could lock down the sector. We are checking the orphan registries now.”

A child of seven seasons operating with the strategic precision of a high–level spy?

It was an insult to the pack enforcers, and it suggested a phantom player on the board.

“Keep digging,” I commanded, the cold weight of my voice leaving no room for excuses.

“Check the nomadic factions… Check the rogue syndicates along the border, I want her identity, I want her handler, and I want to know who gave a child the clearance to touch my family’s files. If she surfaces again, bring her to the pack cells alive.”

“Yes, sir. Right away.”

I ended the call, the screen dark as I slid the device back into my inner pocket.

The storm in my blood was still raging, but I forced the feral energy back beneath the surface, smoothing the lapels of my coat as ! prepared to return to the light.

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