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Chapter 124: The Escape Unveiled

ผู้เขียน: AJ Reed
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Back at the villa, the atmosphere was thick with tension. The guards’ voices were sharp and urgent as they scrambled through every corner and shadowed path in search of the captive who had vanished without a trace.

Beta Jake’s phone buzzed relentlessly in his hand as he moved through the compound, the weight of the situation settling heavy on his shoulders.

“They’re telling me there’s no sign of him,” one guard reported, frustration creeping into his voice. “It’s like he disappeared off the face of the earth.”

Jake took a deep breath and dialed Travis’s number.

Meanwhile, in the villa’s lush garden, Travis sat with Lena and Logan, savoring a rare moment of family tranquility. The sun cast golden light over the manicured lawns and blooming flowers, laughter mingling with the gentle rustling of leaves.

His phone rang sharply, shattering the peace.

“Beta,” Travis answered briskly.

“Boss, Jeremy’s gone. We’ve searched every inch—nothing. He’s escaped,” Jake’s voice was edged with urgency.
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  • Shadows of a Journalist   Chapter 124: The Escape Unveiled

    Back at the villa, the atmosphere was thick with tension. The guards’ voices were sharp and urgent as they scrambled through every corner and shadowed path in search of the captive who had vanished without a trace.Beta Jake’s phone buzzed relentlessly in his hand as he moved through the compound, the weight of the situation settling heavy on his shoulders.“They’re telling me there’s no sign of him,” one guard reported, frustration creeping into his voice. “It’s like he disappeared off the face of the earth.”Jake took a deep breath and dialed Travis’s number.Meanwhile, in the villa’s lush garden, Travis sat with Lena and Logan, savoring a rare moment of family tranquility. The sun cast golden light over the manicured lawns and blooming flowers, laughter mingling with the gentle rustling of leaves.His phone rang sharply, shattering the peace.“Beta,” Travis answered briskly.“Boss, Jeremy’s gone. We’ve searched every inch—nothing. He’s escaped,” Jake’s voice was edged with urgency.

  • Shadows of a Journalist   Chapter 123: Shifting Alliances

    The days that followed unfolded with a quiet intensity. Jeremy found himself waking each morning to the steady presence of Shania, whose knowledge of the supernatural world and its treacheries added layers of complexity to his plans. Though his body was still recovering, his mind sharpened with every conversation.Shania’s words lingered in his thoughts - about power, betrayal, and the pack’s fractured loyalties. The weight of her claim that Travis had rejected her fueled a simmering tension neither of them could ignore. The cabin, once just a refuge, became a crucible where old wounds and new alliances were forged.One evening, as twilight bled into darkness, Shania laid out maps and names - territories controlled by the Red Power Pack and their enemies, strategic points where influence could be wrested or strengthened.Jeremy traced the lines with a finger, voice low and guarded. “So the fight isn’t just personal. It’s political.”Shania nodded. “It’s always both. Power here means s

  • Shadows of a Journalist   Chapter 122: Morning Truths

    The morning light filtered softly through the cabin window, casting warm hues across the room where Jeremy and Shania lay tangled in each other's arms. It wasn't quite what Shania had intended when she came to rescue him, but the night they had shared was undeniable - intense, electric, and unforgettable.Jeremy’s thoughts swept through the lingering warmth, and he realized with a mix of amazement and confusion that it was the best sex of his life. Yet, beneath the pleasure, a nagging question pulled at him - why was he still obsessed with Lena? Her face haunted him, even now.Shania stirred suddenly and darted out of bed, cheeks flushed with embarrassment. “Coffee?” she called over her shoulder as she headed toward the small kitchen.Jeremy chuckled, a lightness in his voice. “Yeah, sure. And after that, we can talk about who you are... and why you came for me, right?”She paused, nodding without turning around. “Sure.”Moments later, she returned with two steaming mugs and handed on

  • Shadows of a Journalist   Chapter 121: Healing and Connection

    A few days had passed since Jeremy's escape, and though his body was battered and weakened from the wolfsbane’s lingering effects, there was slow progress toward healing. The dull ache of his wounds softened with each passing hour, but the poison still gnawed deep beneath his skin, a relentless reminder of his captivity.Jeremy lay in the modest cabin, the thin blankets pulled loosely over him, his gaze fixed on the woman who moved gracefully about the room. Her presence was steady and calm, a surprising comfort amid his pain and confusion.Summoning his strength, he sat up slowly, watching as she adjusted the flickering firelight. “Who are you?” he asked quietly, hoarse but earnest. “And why did you come for me?”She paused, her blue eyes meeting his. “My name is Shania,” she said softly, her voice steady. “Right now, the reasons why I came don’t matter as much as this—your healing and gaining strength. We have a fight ahead, and you’ll need to be ready.” Her hands pressed gently but

  • Shadows of a Journalist   Chapter 120: Four Months in the Dark

    Four months had passed since Jeremy’s capture, yet the dank, cold concrete room remained his prison. Days blurred into endless nights, marked only by the echo of his own curses and the pain that stained his spirit. The torture, the isolation, the constant presence of Travis’s guards - they had crushed much of his flesh, but not his fury.Bound, battered, and worn, Jeremy hissed through clenched teeth, his voice a venomous promise that filled the lifeless room. “When I break free - mark my words - I will hunt you down, Travis. Every last one of you. Your pack, your family... all of it will fall.”His eyes, dark and wild, burned with desperation and rage, a tempest refusing to be extinguished.But as the days dragged on, shadows shifted beyond the prison’s cold walls. A whisper in the night, a secret plan unfolding - someone was coming to descend into the depths and claim Jeremy from his cold tomb.The air grew thick with anticipation, the fragile balance about to be shattered. The figh

  • Shadows of a Journalist   Chapter 119: Returning to Light

    The ride back to the sanctuary was heavy with quiet, the passing trees blurring into shadows as the sun dipped lower behind the hills. Travis sat rigid in the vehicle, hands clenched tightly on his knees, his mind replaying the harsh reality of Jeremy’s captivity. The dank cellar, the hissed threats, the cold weight of chains—all etched sharply in his memory. Yet beneath the storm roiling in his chest was a fierce determination to protect everything he'd fought for, especially Lena.As the villa’s familiar silhouette emerged from the twilight, warmth blossomed inside him. His thoughts were full of Lena—her resilience, her laughter, the softness behind her fierce spirit. He hoped she wasn’t carrying the weight of Jeremy’s poison alone. The bond between them was steel, but even the strongest steel could bear scars.Inside the villa, Lena paced near the window, the gentle clinking of glass a soft contrast to her restless steps. Each shadow that flickered beyond the curtains made her hear

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