Lahat ng Kabanata ng Oh, No! The Call Boy is My Alpha Mate!: Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

If the earth rotates every day, so does the palace, always turning in endless activity, like a circle that remains unbroken. The routines continue, ensuring that the life of the palace has its own rhythm, like a wheel that keeps turning, bringing with it daily tasks, challenges, and new needs. Morning turns to afternoon, then night, and each shift never diminishes the intensity within.There is never really a break. At best, it manifests itself faintly in the form of schedule changes. These moments create space and opportunity for them to catch their breath, stretch their muscles and relieve their fatigue before regaining the strength to plunge back into the ever-calling currents of responsibility.Such moments are rare and fleeting, but they are enough to provide a balance for those who devote themselves entirely to the life of the Palace. They are like small gaps in the whirlwind—calm, quiet and deeply meaningful—offering a unique sense of solace. In the end, there is no time more p

Trina couldn't shake the confusion and unease that had suddenly crept into her mind the moment Orlando arrived at Montclair Manor. She felt a strange tension, like an unpleasant surprise that appeared without warning. A storm of wild possibilities swirled in her mind, planting seeds of worry. What brings Orlando here? Has something happened at the palace?Trina's eyes widened. Could it have something to do with Myles? Oh, God. Don't tell me he's caused trouble again. The possibility seemed so plausible that she couldn't help but curse under her breath. If it is, I swear I'll be furious with you, Myles. You're always stirring up trouble."Beta Orlando," Trina greeted calmly, taking a deep breath to keep her composure. "What brings you here?"Orlando stood tall in front of her, his posture firm. He held an ivory envelope sealed with the red emblem of the Zyranos Pack. "I am here on the orders of Luna Queen Emory," Orlando said, his gaze cold and unflinching, as if to emphasise that his

Sienna's steps were firm as she walked across the marble floor. She moved through the palace corridor with a clear purpose, following the orders she had just received in the morning meeting. Emory had given specific instructions for Myles and she would carry them out immediately.Sienna stopped outside Myles' private chamber. She knocked and the security sensors responded to her presence. The door slid open and she entered.Myles greeted Sienna's arrival with indifference. He was standing in front of a large mirror, inspecting his appearance. "Good morning, Sienna," he said, looking at her through the reflection. "Is there anything you need? It's unusual for you to come to me so early."Sienna came straight to the point. "Good morning, Alpha. I'm here to deliver an order from Luna Queen Emory. You are..."Myles' forehead instantly wrinkled. In a split second, a question flashed through his mind. What? An order from Emory?"...forbidden to leave the palace until further notice."Myles'

The morning hustle and bustle at the Gardeno BioResearch Centre was business as usual. Medical teams and researchers had been filling the corridors since dawn, moving from room to room according to tightly scheduled programmes embedded in the central system. Similarly, assistants hurriedly carried laboratory results, while medical assistant robots glided silently to deliver test samples to the analysis unit.In the midst of the constant activity at the Gardeno BioResearch Centre, Kira sat behind a glass desk covered with a holographic interface. She remained motionless, her attention completely absorbed by the results of Jaxon's medical examination.Several transparent screens floated in the air, displaying biometric data, neurological scans, metabolic tests and various other analyses. Everything was neatly arranged in spreadsheets, accompanied by graphical visualisations that could be accessed with a single gesture of the hand.Kira dragged one of the graphs to the main screen, displ

Kira took a deep breath before stepping forward and entering the cell, Alexis and Yvonne following behind her. The dim light cast faint shadows across her face, accentuating her focused expression. Her gaze remained fixed on Rosalie, who lay motionless, showing no reaction to their presence, except for the occasional unfocused blink."She's lost her neurological response," Kira murmured as she observed Rosalie's completely diminished state. "Is that what you meant, Yvonne?"Yvonne clicked her tongue quietly. "I'm not quite sure. But one thing's for sure, none of the methods we've tried have been able to bring her fully back to consciousness. It's as if she's caught between being awake and unconscious."Kira cautiously reached for Rosalie's wrist, searching for a pulse. "Her pulse is weak and her blood pressure has dropped. If this continues, her body could shut down completely.""Is that the effect of something?" Alexis asked spontaneously. "Could it be poison? Trauma?"Kira sighed an