Chapter 434 Fangs in the Shadows.

After the meeting ended and the executives filed out, Peter walked up to Landon. A faint flicker bof /bba /bbwolf /btai shimmered behind her–typical bodynguage of a young werewolf brimming with excitement.

“Landon, thank you for giving me this opportunity. I won’t let you down.”

“I didn’t give you anything. You earned this yourself.” If she didn’t have the ability, no one’s favor would’ve helped her.

“From now on, stick with Nathaniel. If you run into any issues, go directly to him.” Landon was bessentially /bassigning Peter a mentor.

“Understood.” Peter’s smile was polite and sweet, but for someone so seemingly innocent, she’d handled ba /bplex crisis with surprising rity–no small feat.

“Let’s go,” Landon said, looking to Tessa. When she stood, he pulled out her chair for her with quiet attentivenessb. /b

Peter’s gaze lingered curiously on the girl beside Alpha Landon. The expressionless face seemed unreadable, but there was something striking about her presence.

The faint scent of lily of the valley on her skin blended almost perfectly with Landon’s pinewood pheromones–like a pair of born mates, destined from the start…

Just as Peter was watching her, Tessa nced back.

Only once. Then she turned and walked away.

She was long used to the gaze of awe in other people’s eyesb. /b

“Work hard. You’re technically my apprentice now. Don’t embarrass me, got it?” Nathaniel added with a grin.

Peter nodded quickly. “Don’t worry! I’ll do my best. I won’t let any of you down!”

Finally. After all this time, all her hard work was paying off.

“Nine o’clock tomorrow. Be on time. I can’t stand people who aren’t punctual.” The subtle growl in his voice, a trait unique to alphas, made Peter instinctively straighten her back.

“Yesb, /bsir!”

With that, Nathaniel followed Landon and Tessa out.

Peter watched their retreating backs, her heart pounding. Her nd burned with adrenaline.

One day, she would have everything she dreamed of. She’d stand at the top of the pack–like a true alpha.

On the drive back, Tessa remained quiet. Landon held her hand gently.

“Tired?” he asked, concerned.

bTessa /bturned to look at himb. /b

bChapter /bb434 /bFangs bin /bthe Shadows

“I’m fineb./bb” /b

b“/bYou’ve had a long day, following me around like this.”

“I’ve handled worse. Even in Navoris, I wasn’t sleeping this carly. Don’t worry about bme/b.

Suddenly, Emma’s voice echoed in her mind. iSomething /iifoul /iis iing/i.

Tessa’s head whipped toward the window. Her werewolf night vision allowed her to clearly bsee /bseveral motorcycles shooting out from a side alley, rapidly closing in on their carb. /b

The riders were cloaked in pitch–ck hoods soaked in toxicpounds. The pale–blue skin visible beneath their hoods shimmered with an unnatural hue. Pulsing, dark–purple veins throbbed around their necks–the mark of someone who’d taken the berserker serum.

“They’re not ordinary wolves.” Landon’s tone dropped, dark and focused. Obsidian Crystal Wolf bmarkings /blit up from his corbone, rising up his neck. “They’re using a forbidden wolf ritual–the Embrace bof /bbthe /bDead. They maintainbat strength by feeding on the corpses of their own kin.”

Nathaniel pulled a silver wolf whistle from his belt–a Nightshade Pack relic used to summon hunters. bThe /bwhistle emitted a chilling alpha subharmonic.

“Their scent… their nds reek like shredded carrion. I can’t even tell what pack they’re from,” he bmuttered/b.

Landon’s eyes narrowed, dangerously sharp.

Who had the guts–To send these monsters after them?

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