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CHAPTER 81
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2026-06-28 17:18:05
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THE LAST BREEDER, CLAIMED BY FOUR CHAPTER 93
RYLANThe secondary blast doors jammed halfway down, sparking white-hot against the buckled floorboards. Through the three-foot gap, the freezing wind howled like a dying animal, but it wasn't louder than the laughter coming from the smoke."Korr! Take Edal and the kid!" I roared, my voice ripping out of my throat like rusty nails. I didn't look back at them. I could hear Ezra’s frantic crying and the wet, heavy sound of Korr’s boots dragging Edal’s bleeding frame down the utility corridor. "Go! Get her to Tarek! I'm sealing the hole!""Rylan, don't be a fool!" Korr shouted back through the alarm horns. "The layout is compromised! Fall back!""I said go!" I yelled, slamming my palm into the manual override box on the wall.The emergency gears groaned. The heavy iron door dropped another six inches with a massive *CRUNCH*, locking me on the outside. In the dark. In the freezing slush of the main hanger breach. Just me, my two blades, and the smell of the wolves."Well, well," a smooth,
THE LAST BREEDER, CLAIMED BY FOUR CHAPTER 92
EDALThe main hanger deck was a chamber of smoke and screaming metal. The heavy blast doors had been blown inward, warped into jagged steel teeth by a high-explosive charge. Through the burning gap, the freezing mountain storm howled into the base, carrying the stench of wet fur, cheap gasoline, and fresh blood."Form a line on the secondary barricade!" Korr roared. His voice was a blunt instrument over the blare of the klaxons. He stood behind a crushed concrete barrier, his rifle tucked into his shoulder, firing steady, rhythmic bursts into the blinding white snow outside. "Tyson! Get those heavy shields up! Don't let them split the center!""I'm on it, Commander!" Tyson shouted back. The massive Nullifier lunged forward, slamming a six-foot steel riot shield into the debris, his heavy boots skidding through the frozen slush.Beside them, Rylan was already moving like a beast unhinged. His Alpha dominance was flaring hot, a heavy, suffocating weight that made the air feel thick. He
THE LAST BREEDER, CLAIMED BY FOUR CHAPTER 91
EDALThree weeks.Twenty-one days of staring at the concrete ceiling, waiting for the bleeding to stop. Waiting for the ghost of the pain to leave my stomach.The blood was gone. The fever was gone. And whatever softness I had left inside me was completely buried under the mountain floor.The lower training bay was freezing cold. The air smelled like rust, sweat, and old concrete. I stood in front of the heavy leather punching bag, my hands wrapped tight in black canvas strips. No gloves. I wanted to feel the impact. I needed to feel something that wasn't the empty, hollow ache in my gut.*THUD.*I threw a heavy left hook. The leather groaned under the hit.A right cross. My shoulder burned. My breath came out in short, sharp puffs of white vapor in the cold air. I didn't stop. I kept moving my feet, striking the bag over and over until the canvas started to scrape the skin off my knuckles."Your left guard is dropping," a flat voice said from the iron stairs.I didn't turn around. I
THE LAST BREEDER, CLAIMED BY FOUR CHAPTER 90
THIRD POVThe air in the medical bay smelled like rubbing alcohol and old blood. Tarek stood by the metal sink. He scrubbed his hands under the running water, over and over, trying to get the red stains out from under his fingernails.The heavy iron door groaned open. Korr walked in first. His right hand was completely wrapped up in thick white tape and wooden splints, his broken fingers held stiff against his palm. Rylan followed right behind him. His eyes were totally bloodshot, his face pale and unwashed, his jaw clenched so tight the muscles were jumping. Ezra came in last. He didn't look at anyone. He just slid against the concrete wall and dropped to the floor, pulling his knees up to his chest."How is she?" Korr asked. His voice was rough, completely stripped of his usual military authority. "She still won't eat. She just stares at the wall, Tarek. She won't let me get near the bed."Tarek stopped scrubbing. He didn't turn around right away. He just looked down at the gray soa
THE LAST BREEDER, CLAIMED BY FOUR CHAPTER 89
EDALThe room stayed cold. The bloody sheets were gone, replaced by clean, coarse wool blankets that smelled faintly of lye and the damp lower laundry tiers, but the scent of the slaughter never truly left the walls.I didn't move. I lay on my side, my knees tucked up toward my chest, staring at a single crack in the mortar of the stone wall. The yellow light under the door shifted from bright to dark, signaling the passing of days I wasn’t counting."Edal."Korr’s voice was a low, heavy rasp from the doorway. He walked into the room slow, his heavy combat boots making a dull, scraping sound on the concrete floor. He was wearing a fresh gray uniform shirt, but his right hand was completely bound in thick white medical tape, the splints holding his broken fingers rigid against his palm.He stopped by the edge of the cot. On the small wooden table, the metal tray sat exactly where it had been since yesterday morning—the ration bowl of gray nutrient broth covered in a thin, cold skin."Y
THE LAST BREEDER, CLAIMED BY FOUR CHAPTER 88
EDALThe heavy, metallic scent of fresh blood completely swamped the small perimeter of the residential cabin, drowning out the familiar smells of old gun oil and damp stone. I was flat on my back on the mattress, my legs tangled in sheets that were turning a dark, terrible crimson.My fingers locked into the front of Rylan’s thick tactical jacket. I pulled him down until his face was inches from mine."Make it stop," I choked out, a raw, wet sob tearing through my chest. "Rylan, please... it's tearing me apart... make it stop!""I've got you, sweetheart. I've got you," Rylan muttered. His voice wasn't smooth or mocking anymore. It was completely broken, scraping like gravel in his throat. His massive Alpha arms wrapped tightly around my torso, pulling my upper body off the bloody mattress and crushing me against his bare chest. He was shaking so violently his teeth were clicking together. "Don't look down, Edal. Just look at me. Look at my eyes. Focus on my voice, okay?""It hurts!"
THE LAST BREEDER, CLAIMED BY FOUR CHAPTER 24
KORR I stared down at her. Her face was pale. Stitches pulled at her arm. Blood still seeped through the bandage. But her eyes were steady. Waiting."Can you share me?" she asked again.My cock twitched. Hard. The fabric of my pants strained against the head. A wet spot darkened the front. Precum.
THE LAST BREEDER, CLAIMED BY FOUR CHAPTER 23
EDALMy fucking eyelids felt like they were glued shut with dried blood, When I finally forced them open, the whole room was blurry I choked on a rough breath, my throat completely parched, and the slight movement pulled hard on a dozen tight, fresh stitches."Ezra..." The name scraped past my cra
THE LAST BREEDER, CLAIMED BY FOUR CHAPTER 22
EDALThe concrete block of the execution center reeked of stale sweat, rusted iron, and pure fucking death. Korr kept a brutal, bruising grip on my arm, his thick fingers digging straight into my muscle as he shoved me into the middle of the room, right in front of the two tied-up scouts. The guar
THE LAST BREEDER, CLAIMED BY FOUR CHAPTER 21
RYLANI stumbled into the dark, Edal's room. It had been empty for weeks but the scent of her skin still clung desperately to the damp concrete walls and it was driving me completely insane.Groaning, I leaned my head back against the cold wall right beside her bare mattress. My hand traveled down
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