Chapter 101: SCATTERED FORCES
Chapter 101: Scattered Forces
"RUN!"
Liana’s scream cut through the confusion as reality continued to crack around them.
The exiled beings poured through the dimensional rifts like a flood of nightmares, quickly clashing with their High Council enemies.
"The ceremonial grounds are lost!" Kael roared, his Alpha voice carrying over the sound of otherworldly war. "Everyone split! Survival formation now!"
The surviving supernatural beings broke apart like startled birds. Wolves bolted for the treeline. Remaining pack members vanished into the shadows.
The carefully planned gathering dissolved into desperate flight. But thirty people running in fear was thirty people who would die. "Wait!" Talia grabbed Liana’s arm, her eyes rolled back and shining with seer power.
"I can see the roads! The safe ones!" Visions flashed through her mind faster than lightning—hidden caves, abandoned buildings, old shelters that existed between the normal world and the supernatural one.
"Northeast!" she gasped, pointing toward a clump of mountains. "There’s a place where the old magic still holds.
They can’t track us there!" "Split up," Kael ordered, his strategic mind working even as explosions of magical energy lit the sky behind them. "Smaller groups are harder to hunt." "No," Liana said strongly. "We stay united. The mate bond—it’s not just between us four anymore. I can feel everyone we’ve touched." She was right.
The Guardian connections she’d made stretched like silver threads to every supernatural being present, even as they fled in different directions. "I’ll take the injured to the refugee camps," Kael decided. "Get them hidden and healing." "I’m hitting back," Jace snarled, his green eyes blazing with anger. "They want a war? I’ll give them one they won’t forget."
"And I’ll call our allies," Rowan added, already reaching out through his diplomatic contacts. "The packs who weren’t here need to know what’s happening."