로그인Matteo remained alone inside his private study long after the hall downstairs emptied.The estate had quieted somewhat, but Matteo knew that it’s not the entirety of it.War never truly slept anymore as footsteps could still be heard occasionally through corridors. The guards rotated positions outside and communications within the old walls of the Valtieri estate remained active.But inside Matteo’s room, silence ruled completely.He stood near the large window overlooking the dark gardens below, one hand resting lightly against a crystal glass untouched beside him.His reflection stared back from the glass.He looked calm, collected and most of all, invisible.Exactly how he preferred it.The files spread across his desk remained open behind him.Not original Axis Gate documents.Not engineering plans.Because Matteo had not created the Gate.The Axis Gate existed long before any of them.Older than governments.Older than the wars that merely repurposed it.Centuries-old tunnels and
The drive back to the Valtieri estate was silent.The city lights blurred beyond the tinted windows while Aurelio sat across from his father inside the armored vehicle, one hand lazily spinning a knife between his fingers.Watching.Thinking.Luca remained quiet beside the window for most of the ride, his expression unreadable beneath the passing shadows.But Aurelio knew him well enough to recognize the shift.Dominic had unsettled him, not through emotions but strategically.And that alone made the night dangerous.“He touched a nerve.” Aurelio commented, finally breaking the silence.Luca didn’t look at him.“No.”“He absolutely did, dad.” He pointed out.Luca’s eyes remained fixed outside. “Dominic finally stopped reacting like a wounded child.” He answered solemnly. “And started thinking.”That made Aurelio still slightly because in Luca’s world, thinking mattered more than violence always. The vehicle finally turned through the gates of the old Valtieri estate shortly before two
Blackstone became restless the moment they returned from the monastery.The house is alive in a way war a headquarters becoming alive before something terrible. Men moved constantly through the halls. Maps changed every hour and communication lines remained open through the night.Helena’s tactical operators coordinated quietly with Blackstone’s old guards while Sebastian and Vincent reorganized transport routes around the estate.At the center of everything, the Axis Gate remained spread across the war room table like a living wound.Dominic stood over it long after everyone else dispersed.He stood in silence, thinking deeply.Althea watched him from the doorway for several moments before entering quietly.“You’re staring at it like it insulted your bloodline.”Dominic didn’t look up.“It probably did.” He scoffed dryly.That almost made her smile as she moved beside him slowly, eyes tracing the convergence lines again.Every route now felt more dangerous after understanding what th
Dominic found them by accident or maybe not entirely by accident.After the meeting ended and the others slowly dispersed into smaller discussions around the monastery, he noticed his mother disappear quietly through one of the side corridors.And without fully understanding why, he followed.Althea remained at the table, assuring Dominic that she’ll be fine as her eyes still stayed on the maps that the generals had shown them.The old monastery remained hushed around him, stone walls carrying faint echoes of distant voices and footsteps.Then finally, he saw them.Seraphina stood near the far end of one of the open archways overlooking the mountains.Esteban Reyes stood across from her.They’re not close enough to touch.Not distant enough to feel like strangers.Dominic understood suddenly and exactly what unfinished things looked like.For a long moment, neither of them spoke. The wind moved softly through the corridor, lifting strands of Seraphina’s dark hair while Reyes simply lo
The convoy left Blackstone before dawn quietly, the headlights off during the first stretch of the road. Communications were also silent as what they had discussed for the first few hours.Only the low hum of engines cutting through the darkness while the estate disappeared slowly behind them.Inside the lead vehicle, tension sat heavily between everyone.Dominic decided to drive the car himself, a sign to everyone about his mood.Althea sat beside him reviewing the copied maps again under the dim overhead light while Sebastian and Michael occupied the back seats.No one spoke for almost twenty minutes.Enzo’s voice finally crackled through the radio from the second vehicle.“So, are we all collectively ignoring the fact that Seraphina once dated a shadow intelligence general?” He asked calmly.Dominic closed his eyes briefly.“Enzo.”“What?” Enzo returned. “I’m still processing up to now.”Sebastian sighed heavily from the back seat.“Must you process out loud?” He questioned sarcast
The war room remained heavy with silence after Vincent’s final words.He controls the war before it even starts.No one said a word after that.Even Enzo remained silent, not coming up with anything to lighten the atmosphere. Because for the first time since Luca had started his move, the scale of what they were dealing with had finally become visible.It’s not a family war or revenge.Not even power alone.Luca wanted control, movement and fear.Entire systems hidden beneath the surface of society.Dominic stood motionless near the center of the table, eyes fixed on the layered maps while his mind moved rapidly ahead.Planning.Calculating.Adapting.He finally looked toward Helena.“I need a meeting with the generals.” He said in a firm tone.The room shifted immediately as it was not made a request.Helena narrowed her eyes slightly.“You’re serious.” She stated.“Yes, I am.” He replied solemnly as he straightened up. “If the Axis Gate is real, I want every remaining structure mapp
The grape sat on the metal table beneath the surgical lights—not a patient, not a simulation, just a fragile sphere of skin and pulp.“A grape?!” Michael asked in disbelief as they finally decided to start the trial of AURELIA. He looked at the two women in front of him. “All this tech and our firs
Three weeks had passed since August Devereaux was finally discharged from Helena’s island and returned to the city. His recovery had captured the attention of the world, the media hounding him relentlessly for answers about who had saved him.True to his word, August had kept Althea’s identity a se
By the time the sun dipped lower, staining the sky in rose and amber, August had finally settled enough to sit. The pacing stopped, replaced by comfortable chatter with the nurse on duty about discharge notes and future check-ups.Michael assisted his father when his father was told to go back to h
The room still smelled faintly of antiseptic and salt from the ocean breeze that slipped through the cracked window. The afternoon sun spilled across the tiled flooring, warming the room in a soft, golden glow.August Devereaux, who had stared down his mortality only a few days earlier, now walked







