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BEYOND YOUR REACH CHAPTER 68
The pact with the witches weighed heavily on Leon as they made their way back to the pack's territory. The moon hung low in the sky, casting long shadows across the forest floor. Lucia remained silent, her gaze distant, clearly lost in thought. Haron, too, seemed uneasy, his brow furrowed as they sped through the twisting roads.“We’ve crossed a line,” Leon muttered, more to himself than to anyone else.Lucia didn’t respond, but her knuckles whitened as she gripped the steering wheel. Haron, sitting in the back, finally broke the silence.“You know that favor will cost us dearly,” Haron said, his voice low. “Witches never ask for something without expecting a heavy price.”“I know,” Lucia said sharply, her eyes never leaving the road ahead. “But we had no other choice. Marcus is closing in on the Heartstone, and we’re running out of time.”Leon leaned back, his thoughts churning. The Heartstone was more than just a powerful relic—it was a piece of ancient magic, one that could alter t
BEYOND YOUR REACH CHAPTER 69
The air was thick with tension as Leon made his way back to his quarters. The meeting with the witches, the revelations about the Heartstone, and the looming threat of Marcus weighed heavily on his mind. He couldn’t shake the feeling that something darker was stirring beneath the surface.As he opened the door to his room, the familiar scent of cedarwood and earth filled the air. It was meant to be comforting, a reminder of home. But tonight, it did little to soothe his nerves. He collapsed onto the edge of the bed, his mind spinning with the possibilities. How could they defeat Marcus when he was always one step ahead?A knock at the door jolted him from his thoughts."Come in," he called, already knowing who it was.The door creaked open to reveal Haron, his face set in a grim expression. His presence was always a grounding force for Leon, but tonight, something seemed different. There was a tightness in Haron’s features, a hesitation that hadn’t been there before.“We need to talk,
BEYOND YOUR REACH CHAPTER 70
The following morning, Leon woke to a pale, gray dawn. The unease from the previous night still clung to him like a shadow, refusing to fade with the light of day. He dressed quickly, the conversation with Haron playing on repeat in his mind. Lucia—a traitor? It seemed inconceivable, but Haron’s suspicions couldn’t be ignored.Leon left his quarters and made his way to the pack’s common hall. The air was cool, the morning dew still fresh on the grass outside, but inside the hall, a tense energy lingered. Word had spread about Marcus’s increasing power, and the entire pack was on edge. No one dared voice it aloud, but Leon knew they all feared the same thing: that the enemy was gaining the upper hand.As he entered, he spotted Lucia standing near the far wall, speaking quietly with a few pack members. Her back was to him, her posture as poised and confident as ever. For a moment, Leon hesitated, watching her from across the room. She looked so normal, so familiar. Could she really be h
BEYOND YOUR REACH CHAPTER 71
The tension between Leon and Lucia had eased slightly after their conversation, but an unshakable sense of urgency remained. The witches’ deception, the looming threat of Marcus, and the possible existence of a traitor in their midst meant there was no time for hesitation. Leon knew that every moment spent trying to uncover the truth could be a step closer to the downfall of their pack.Later that day, Leon found himself pacing in the meeting room, waiting for the other pack leaders to arrive. He had summoned them to discuss the growing concerns—the witches, the traitor, and their weakening defenses. Amira had promised to join him, armed with whatever information she had uncovered regarding the witches’ magic, but she hadn’t arrived yet. His mind whirled with the possibilities of what could go wrong.When the door finally opened, Haron, Jeremy, and Zania entered first, their faces etched with the same grim determination Leon felt. They took their seats around the large table, exchangi
BEYOND YOUR REACH CHAPTER 72
Leon stepped out of the meeting room, his mind heavy with the revelations Amira had brought to light. The concept of a blood sacrifice to control the Heartstone was unthinkable, yet the fact remained—Marcus had found a way to exploit its power. He needed to gather his thoughts before taking any further action.As he walked through the packhouse corridors, the weight of leadership pressed down on him. Every decision, every misstep could mean the difference between survival and destruction for his people. His heart pounded with the urgency of the situation, but he knew they had to move carefully. Marcus was a cunning adversary, and one wrong move could trigger a disaster.He pushed open the door to his office and found Amira waiting inside. She had been poring over the ancient texts, still seeking an alternative to the witches’ dangerous bargain. Her eyes were rimmed with exhaustion, but her determination was unwavering.“We can’t rely on this, Amira,” Leon said as he took a seat across
BEYOND YOUR REACH CHAPTER 73
The morning light barely touched the horizon as Leon summoned the strongest members of the pack. His mind was racing with Lucia's revelations from the night before. Disrupting Marcus’s ritual could be the key to their survival, but it would require precise coordination and timing. Every second counted now.Amira stood by his side, her expression hard as she glanced over the group gathering in front of the packhouse. Leon knew she was wary of Lucia’s involvement, and he couldn’t blame her. Trusting Lucia, even after all she had said, was a gamble—a gamble they couldn’t afford to lose.“We’re running out of time,” Amira whispered to him, eyes scanning the pack warriors assembling. “We need a solid plan.”Leon nodded, his jaw tightening. “I’ve sent scouts out to track Marcus’s movements. They should report back soon. Once we know where he’s planning to perform the ritual, we’ll strike.”Amira’s eyes flickered with unease. “Do you really believe Lucia? That disrupting the ritual will work
BEYOND YOUR REACH CHAPTER 74
The forest loomed thick and ominous as Leon led his pack deeper into its shadowed heart. The air was heavy with tension, each step muffled by the damp ground, the warriors moving silently in perfect formation. Leon’s sharp senses were on full alert, his wolf stirring restlessly beneath his skin as the distance to the old temple lessened with every passing second.Amira walked beside him, her expression hardened, though her eyes flickered with worry. He could feel the weight of her gaze, but neither of them spoke. There was no need. They both understood what lay ahead—a battle they might not survive. The knowledge of it hung in the air like an unspoken promise.Around them, the trees seemed to close in, their branches clawing at the sky as though they were trying to block out the light. The deeper they went, the more oppressive the atmosphere became. It was as if the forest itself could sense the evil brewing within it, the power that Marcus sought to unleash.Leon felt his muscles ten
BEYOND YOUR REACH CHAPTER 75
The moment the heavy stone door slammed shut behind them, the temperature inside the temple dropped drastically. The air was thick with an ancient, almost palpable darkness, and a faint echo reverberated through the walls, as if the temple itself were alive and breathing. Leon stood at the front, his chest heaving from the battle, his sword still slick with blood. Around him, his warriors regrouped, their faces pale but determined.Amira’s gaze swept the darkened interior, her eyes narrowing as she tried to discern any movement within the oppressive gloom. “He’s here,” she whispered, her hand tightening around the hilt of her silver dagger.Leon nodded, his wolf senses heightened to their limit. The temple was vast, larger than it had appeared from the outside. Crumbling stone pillars stretched toward a ceiling lost in shadow, while worn steps led down into the depths of the ancient structure. Every corner seemed to be shrouded in thick, impenetrable darkness, and the air reeked of ol