Chapter 60 Omega Secret
Night wrapped SilverShield territory in a tense, unnatural silence as Tiara stood over the table carved from ancient oak. Glowing runes shimmered faintly across its surface, mapping patrol routes, NightFang outposts, and the dark corridors between them. At the center of it all was a single mark scorched in black.
Kade.
Her fingers tightened into fists.
“They won’t kill him yet,” Tiara said, her voice calm but edged with steel. “NightFang wants something from me.”
“They want you reckless,” Damien replied from across the table. His eyes scanned the terrain, already calculating probabilities. “Anger clouds judgment.”
Tiara met his gaze, silver fire burning bright. “Then we don’t give them what they expect.”
The inner circle leaned closer, SilverShield’s best scouts, healers, and wolces. Every one of them waited for her command.
“We move tonight,” Tiara continued. “Quiet. Precise. No full-scale assault.”
A murmur rippled through the group.
“They’ve stationed elite wolves around their eastern ravine,” one scout reported. “Dark-magic enhanced. Stronger than the ones we fought during the Blood Moon.”
Tiara nodded slowly. “That’s where they’ll hide him. They want me to feel the distance.”
Damien stepped forward. “Which is why I’ll make sure they’re looking the other way.”
All eyes turned to him.
“I’ll lead a diversion,” Damien said evenly. “ False pack movements, allied pack interference. NightFang’s rogue Moon Council allies won’t ignore it.”
Tiara frowned. “That puts you directly in their line of sight.”
A faint smile touched his lips. “Good. Let them watch me. You’ll have the shadows.”
The bond between them pulsed, shared resolve, shared risk.
“Two hours,” Tiara said at last. “If you’re not clear.”
“I will be,” Damien cut in gently. “You focus on Kade.”
The moment stretched before they clasped forearms, sealing the plan.
NightFang territory was colder.
The land itself felt corrupted, trees twisted unnaturally, the air thick with lingering ritual magic. Tiara moved like a phantom through the underbrush, her strike team fanning out behind her in disciplined silence.
They reached the ravine just as distant howls echoed to the west.
Damien’s diversion had begun.
Torches flared in the distance. NightFang warriors rushed toward the noise, snarling orders, leaving only the elite guards behind, exactly as planned.
Tiara crouched atop a rocky ledge, eyes locking onto the entrance below. Four wolves. Enhanced. Alert.
She inhaled slowly.
Now, she commanded through the pack bond.
SilverShield moved as one.
The first wolves fell without a sound, throat crushed under a coordinated strike. The second managed a snarl before Tiara landed in front of him, eyes blazing silver.
Her Alpha aura exploded outward.
The ground cracked.
The wolf dropped instantly, knees slamming into stone as his wolf whimpered in submission. Dark magic writhed around him, unraveling under the sheer weight of her dominance.
The remaining two charged.
Big mistake.
Tiara didn’t dodge.
She commanded.
“Kneel.”
The word wasn’t spoken, it was felt.
Both wolves slammed to the ground mid-leap, bodies convulsing as her power crushed their resistance. One screamed before passing out. The other crawled backward, terror replacing aggression.
SilverShield stared in awe.
This wasn’t just Alpha strength, it was absolute dominance.
Tiara didn’t slow. She stormed into the ravine, chains rattling as she followed the sound of labored breathing.
“Kade,” she called softly.
A battered figure lifted his head from the shadows. Blood streaked his face, but his eyes sharpened instantly at the sight of her.
“Alpha,” he rasped.
Relief hit her like a physical blow.
She ripped the chains apart with raw force, magic flaring around her hands as she caught him before he collapsed.
“We’re getting you out,” she said firmly.
But as she helped him stand, something slipped from his torn jacket and clattered onto the stone floor.
A sealed leather scroll.
Tiara froze.
Kade noticed and cursed weakly. “I tried to keep it hidden.”
Her heart skipped. “What is that?”
“Intel,” he said hoarsely. “I overheard the NightFang leader himself. He didn’t know I was conscious.”
Tiara unrolled the scroll just enough to glimpse marked territories,routes, symbols, timing glyphs.
Her blood ran cold.
“This isn’t about SilverShield,” she whispered.
Kade nodded grimly. “They’re planning to strike the Crescent Vale. During the next lunar convergence.”
That pack guarded the northern supply routes.
If Crescent Vale fell, the entire region would collapse.
A howl echoed above, the sound of retreating NightFang warriors.
Damien’s diversion was working.
Tiara rolled the scroll closed, fury burning behind her eyes. “They didn’t kidnap you for threat.”
Kade swallowed. “They were afraid I’d make it back
.”
Tiara straightened, power coiling tightly beneath her skin.
“Then we’re already late.”
She turned to her team. “Extract. Now.”