"We need to move. Now." Marcus was already in motion, issuing orders to the others. "Secure the perimeter. Evacuation protocol three."
Logan grabbed Blackwood's arm. "You said the ritual could save us. How long does it take?"
"Hours. Time we don't have." Blackwood's expression was grim. "Give up your alpha status. It's the safer choice."
"For whom?" Eleanor cut in sharply. "The Council has protocols, Richard. The First Healer's awakening was foretold—and preparations made."
Outside, the helicopter sounds grew louder. Boots crunched on frozen ground as government agents approached through the trees.
"What protocols?" Mia demanded, her enhanced senses picking up the fear beneath Eleanor's controlled exterior.
Instead of answering, Eleanor turned to Marcus. "Secure them both. We're taki
