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Briar’s POV 1
The moment I name the threat, the building responds with something far more unsettling than alarms or sirens. It answers with silence, the kind that creeps into your bones when systems drop their mask of neutrality. The air around us shifts, becomes heavier, more deliberate.
Ruth remains frozen beside the console, her fingers suspended over the controls as if she’s trying to hear something through the machinery itself. Asher hasn’t moved from my side, but his entire body has changed, loose yet alert, the way a predator looks when it senses movement in tall grass.
My tablet buzzes against my palm.
This time it’s not a message.
It’s a system alert.
Access anomaly detected.
The words make my pulse quicken, not from fear but from recognition. That particular phrasing never appears for technical glitches or user errors. My wolf stirs beneath my skin, not with panic but with sharp, focused awareness.
Ruth curses under her breath and transfers the alert to the main display. The building’s exterior map materializes in crisp lines and muted colors. A location marker pulses near my residential wing, not inside the secured perimeter but uncomfortably close to the boundary.
“That’s impossible,” Ruth says, her fingers already racing across the screen to trace the breach. “That access point has been sealed for weeks unless someone manually overrides it.”
“Who has that kind of clearance,” Asher asks.
Ruth’s expression tightens. “Someone with internal authorization codes.”
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I close my eyes briefly, not from fear but from the bitter satisfaction of being proven right. This confirms what I already suspected. The warning message was never meant to stand alone.
“They’re escalating,” I say quietly. “Not to harm me. To show me they can reach me.”
Asher’s voice drops to that dangerous register I’ve learned to recognize. “We need to relocate you immediately.”
“No,” I respond without hesitation, opening my eyes to meet his steady gaze. “Movement is exactly what they want. They’re trying to make fear dictate my choices.”
Ruth glances between us. “Briar, this is too close for comfort.”
“Yes,” I agree. “That’s the point.”
The alert refreshes, and the map zooms in to show a service door cycling
open
and closed once. Not a full breach, just enough to register in the logs, just enough to send a clear message.
My wolf bares her teeth silently, not from rage but as a warning. This isn’t random chaos or amateur desperation. This is calculated precision.
“They’re measuring our response time,” I observe. “And documenting who we
contact.”
Ruth nods slowly. “They want to see our protocols in action.”
“Then we don’t give them new information,” I reply. “We keep this contained and visible to our existing network only.”
Asher exhales sharply through his nose. “That’s risky.”
“Everything is risky now,” I say. “But this approach doesn’t hand them the escalation they’re fishing for.”
Another alert chimes, this one from our internal security grid.
Security confirmation pending.
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Ruth’s hands fly over the interface as she dissects the code, and I can see frustration building in the rigid line of her shoulders as familiar systems behave in unexpected ways.
“This access point shouldn’t be reachable from that network node,” she mutters. “They’re routing through an abandoned connection spine.”
“Legacy infrastructure,” I say.
“Exactly,” she confirms. “And apparently it’s still active.”
I smooth my jacket deliberately, using the familiar motion to keep my adrenaline from clouding my judgment. Small, routine gestures help maintain clarity when everything else feels unstable. I take a measured step toward the
exit.
Asher’s hand moves instinctively, stopping just short of my arm. “Where do you think you’re going.”
“To see for myself,” I reply.
“Absolutely not,” he says, his tone sharpening. “You stay exactly where you
are.”
I turn to face him fully. “They want me either trapped or running. Either reaction gives them exactly what they need.”
“And if you walk straight into their next move,” he counters.
“Then it won’t be quiet,” I say. “And visibility matters more than safety right
now.”
Ruth swallows hard. “We can patch the corridor surveillance to the main display.”
“Do it,” I instruct.
The screen shifts to show live footage from the service corridor. It appears completely normal, empty and well–lit, humming with the soft sounds of standard building operations. Nothing seems out of place, which is precisely
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the message they’re sending.
“Lock down that feed,” Asher suggests.
“No,” I counter. “Broadcast it through our internal network.”
Ruth hesitates, then nods and expands the access permissions. I watch the viewing authorization ripple outward, creating a wider circle of witnesses that makes secrecy harder to maintain.
I move toward the door with deliberate, unhurried steps. Rushing would transform this into a chase, and I refuse to provide them with that kind of drama.
Asher matches my pace, staying close enough that I can sense his presence without needing to look. Ruth follows behind us, clutching her tablet like armor against whatever we might find.
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