“Then you test it under supervision.”
The wolves stiffen.
“What?”
“No unsupervised flares. No forced convergence attempts. No solo ruptures.” I hold their gaze.
“If you want to explore your amplitude, you do it in structure.”
They exchange glances.
“You’d let us try?”
“Yes.”
Lilith looks at me sharply.
“You’re risking instability.”
“I’m risking growth.”
The tension hangs heavy.
Then the tallest wolf nods once.
“Fine.”
Not agreement.
But pause.
That’s enough for now.
The first integration school session ends without incident.
That alone feels monumental.
But outside the yard—
The world shifts again.
Morgan rushes in just before dusk.
“We have a problem.”
Of course we do.
“Human network spike.”
The word lands like a blade.
“What kind of spike?”
“Satellite anomalies
