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The distant echo of gunfire rattled the reinforced walls. The faint flicker of red from the emergency alarms painted the white ceiling in a haunting hue. Underneath the sheets of the hospital bed, Killian exhaled slowly, forcing his body to remain still. Every part of him screamed to react, to fight, but he reminded himself: he wasn’t Killian right now. He was Declan—bedridden, vulnerable, a carefully baited trap.Beneath the bed, hidden in the shadows like ghosts, two elite guards gripped their weapons tightly, holding their breath with him. Every creak in the hallway outside made the air around them heavier.The plan had been simple on paper—create dummies of Declan and Nikolai in their hospital rooms while transporting the real ones to an undisclosed underground safe house. Killian had volunteered to take Declan’s place, using prosthetics, blood tubing, and the same pale-blue IV drip to mimic his condition. Colt, ever the silent actor, lay still in Nikol
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BLOODBOUND: The Wolf, The King and The Killer 54
Author's POVMadame’s fingernails dug into the armrest of her throne-like chair, sharp enough to shred the velvet lining beneath her palm. The scent of incense wafted across the candlelit room, but it did little to mask the stifling fury radiating from her.“She got captured,” Madame hissed, her voice laced with venom. Her lips barely moved, her expression carved from stone. “After all my warnings… that foolish woman went ahead with the attack. Without my word.”Across from her, her personal assistant—Paxton, a lean man with wiry limbs and hollow cheeks—stood rigid. The tremor in his hands betrayed the calm mask he desperately wore. He’d never seen Madame this angry, not even when Zev betrayed the inner circle years ago.Paxton cleared his throat lightly, wary of her mood. “It appears… both hospital strikes were immediate failures. The secondary team was wiped out within the first five minutes of engagement. Widow’s team encountered resistance. Heavy resistance.”
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Author's POV The distant echo of gunfire rattled the reinforced walls. The faint flicker of red from the emergency alarms painted the white ceiling in a haunting hue. Underneath the sheets of the hospital bed, Killian exhaled slowly, forcing his body to remain still. Every part of him screamed to react, to fight, but he reminded himself: he wasn’t Killian right now. He was Declan—bedridden, vulnerable, a carefully baited trap.Beneath the bed, hidden in the shadows like ghosts, two elite guards gripped their weapons tightly, holding their breath with him. Every creak in the hallway outside made the air around them heavier.The plan had been simple on paper—create dummies of Declan and Nikolai in their hospital rooms while transporting the real ones to an undisclosed underground safe house. Killian had volunteered to take Declan’s place, using prosthetics, blood tubing, and the same pale-blue IV drip to mimic his condition. Colt, ever the silent actor, lay still in Nikol
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Author's POV The night air was tense, humming with silence like a tightly coiled spring. Every creak of the hospital floor and faint whisper of wind outside felt like a warning. The corridors were eerily still, and although the hospital still operated with nurses and minimal staff, the areas surrounding Declan’s and Nikolai’s rooms had been cordoned off and turned into fortified spaces.The plan had been finalized mere hours ago, and now it was being put into motion with clockwork precision.Killian moved first. He stood beside the real Declan's hospital bed, his face stony, eyes flicking to the time on his wrist. The underground safe house had been prepared ahead of time, hidden deep beneath one of the council’s lesser-known outposts. It had been unused for nearly a decade, but in light of recent betrayals, its obscurity made it the safest option.Two elite guards slipped silently into the room. They nodded at Killian, who was already slipping on a medical gown and adjusting the sli
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Rhett's POVI didn’t like the way the air felt.We were deep underground, in the command wing of the facility, but something about the tension in the room was louder than any alarm. Killian stood to my right, stiff and alert. Across from us, three elite operatives hovered over the digital map projected on the war table. And around us, seven more guards lined the walls, fully geared, awaiting my orders.Then came the sound of boots—scuffed, panicked.A pair of guards burst into the room. One was limping, his thigh bleeding through the gauze wrapped hastily around it. The other looked better off, but the grim look on his face told me everything before he even spoke.“We couldn’t get him, sir,” he announced.My stomach twisted.“What do you mean?” I asked, my voice calm but sharp.The injured one stepped forward, teeth clenched in pain. “We reached the safe house in Sector 4. Everything looked quiet. But there were traps—explosives, false footprints, surveillance jammers. We barely made
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Author's POVTension weighed heavy in the dimly lit underground chamber where the female assassin paced restlessly. Her boots tapped against the cold cement, the sound rhythmic and sharp, a stark contrast to the low murmurs coming from her team who gathered around a table littered with blueprints, maps, and surveillance photographs. The air was humid, suffocating, but none of them seemed to care. They were used to it—this kind of darkness, the stench of gunpowder and secrets.Her name was Kaelara, though most knew her only as “the Widow.” Tall, sleek, and ruthless, her eyes burned with a feral resolve as she reviewed the plans once more. Her group—composed of elite mercenaries, hackers, and stealth operatives—had been moving from one hidden location to another since their last near-exposure. Every step now had to be calculated.She leaned forward, eyes narrowing on a digital projection of two buildings displayed on a tablet—the twin hospitals where Declan and Nikolai wer
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Killan's POVI didn’t even realize how long I had been pacing until the nurse who passed me a few minutes ago was already returning with a fresh set of charts. I paused only when the beep of Declan’s monitor spiked momentarily, his heart rate jumping before settling again. I turned immediately, stepping into the room where he lay with gauze wrapped around his eyes and multiple machines beeping low in the background.Declan still wasn’t talking much, but earlier he managed a full sentence—raspy and broken—but still him. The doctors were going through every scan, running every test possible to understand how his optic nerves had been damaged. Whether it was the injury during the attack or a reaction to the tampered IV drip, no one could tell me yet. And that silence was eating me alive.My phone vibrated in my pocket, and I dragged a palm down my face before picking it up.“This is Killian,” I said without checking the caller ID.“We’ve confirmed it.” The voice bel
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