He used the two days not for rest, but for infiltration. Following the Syndicate runners' faint trail, he had traced the Omega , Seraphina, to the decommissioned city power plant a sprawling, concrete fortress where the air reeked of ozone, decay, and the metallic tang of vampire nesting.
He found the omega in a sub-level chamber. She was shackled to a massive generator housing, her Lycan strength suppressed by wrist cuffs laced with iron shavings.
Two vampires guarded her was Jaren, the leader from the alley, and a new, larger brute. They weren't harming her yet; they were waiting for their Master to arrive.
Kael didn't attempt stealth.
His time was running out, and the element of surprise was his only weapon.
He exploded through the reinforced door, leading with a projectile of scrap metal he'd ripped from the ceiling.
The heavy piece hit the large brute, dropping him instantly.
Jaren reacted, a silver-edged dagger flashing toward Seraphina's neck, a cruel warning.
"Touch her, and I'll end every vampire line in this sector," Kael snarled, his eyes burning gold in the dim light.
He had let the Lycan power flood his veins, risking his clouded scent, but he couldn't hold back now.
"You're the Alpha Slayer," Jaren hissed, stepping closer to omega.
"The Pack will reward us just for killing you."
"The Pack will reward me for bringing back their Omega," Kael countered, his voice a low, terrifying growl.
He was faster than Jaren could imagine.
In a blur, Kael moved
He didn't rush the dagger; he rushed the generator.
With a monumental surge of Lycan strength, he kicked the colossal metal housing.
The entire structure shuddered, sparking violently.
The resulting surge of raw electricity was enough to short out the power in the entire chamber, plunging them into darkness.
Jaren screamed, disoriented.
Kael used the noise to his advantage.
He found Seraphina by scent, his claws tearing through the iron-laced cuffs. The iron burned his skin, but he ignored it.
"Run!" he commanded, pulling Seraphina to her feet.
"Wait!" the Omega everyone believed weak didn't flee.
She grabbed a heavy, broken chain and swung it, catching the recovering Jaren square in the temple
"I don't run from rats."
Kael smirked.
The Pack Omega was fierce. He grabbed her hand, and they fled the facility, leaving the wounded vampires to the chaos of the collapsing power supply.
By morning, Kael had led Seraphina back toward the heart of the city, not toward his hideout, but directly to the Bloodmoon Pack border—the place she had to return to, and the place where his lie was supposed to end.
They were immediately intercepted by a Pack Patrol led by Alpha Elias himself. Elias, handsome, stern, and radiating cold authority, rode in on the high of vengeance.
"Seraphina! You are safe," Elias said, rushing past Kael to embrace his sister. Then, his eyes fell on the Rogue. "And you, Treason Dog you bring her back expecting clemency?
You will be executed for fighting Beta Torin and drawing the Syndicate to my sister!"
The entire Patrol shifted, snarling, ready to tear Kael apart.
But omega stepped out from her brother's embrace, her face streaked with dust, her eyes hard.
"Stop!" Seraphina the omega commanded. Her voice, though not the Alpha roar, carried the pure, ancient authority of their bloodline, silencing the ready to pounce warriors.
She faced her brother, Elias, then turned to face the entire assembly, pointing directly at Kael.
"He did not draw the Syndicate. They were waiting for me," she stated clearly.
"And when the Syndicate took me, Kael, the Alpha-Slayer, was the only one who fought for me.
He was the one who broke me out of their prison even though when he didnot knew i was your sister, risking his life and his bounty.
She paused, locking eyes with Elias. "Brother, the stories are a lie. He tried to save me in the alley, and he risked everything tonight. He is not our enemy. He is the only one who acted like a Pack Lycan when our own warriors failed."
The silence was absolute. The Beta, Torin, looked betrayed. Alpha Elias's jaw clenched, his eyes blazing with fury—not at the revelation, but at the public undermining of his rule.
The Omega had told the truth, but it was a truth that was politically devastating.
"He still attacked a Pack Beta, sister," Elias ground out.
"And he still saved your sister, Alpha," Seraphina the Omega fired back. "The Syndicate wants him dead more than we do now. Let him go."
Kael stood rigid, waiting. He had fulfilled his obligation. The ball was now in the Alpha's court.