Semua Bab Mated To Twin Alphas : Bab 181 - Bab 190

"Lucas?!"Jake’s voice cracked through the storm, louder than the wind. "Lucas, answer me!"He skidded around a corner, boots slipping on blood-slicked snow. His breath came in ragged gasps, adrenaline roaring through his veins. The scent of death was heavy—copper and ice, thick enough to choke on.He stopped.Blood. So much blood.Spattered across the snow in grotesque patterns, already starting to freeze in the frigid air.Lucas’s wolf form lay crumpled near a collapsed shipping crate, motionless. His silver-gray fur was matted red, steam rising faintly from his body in the cold."No, no, no…" Jake stumbled forward, falling to his knees beside his brother. He reached out, fingers trembling, pressing against the still flank.No breath.Jake’s heart pounded louder than the howling wind. He looked around, eyes wide and wild."Lila!" he shouted again. "LILA!"But there was no reply.Her scent had vanished—erased by the snowstorm sweeping in like a vengeful ghost. The wind stripped every

“I’m sorry,” Lila whispered, her breath catching between sobs. “I should’ve never let you come. This is all my fault…”Lucas’s eyes fluttered, barely able to focus. His lips parted but no sound came. The burning pain behind his temple pulsed with each beat of his slowing heart.“Don’t talk. Just stay still,” she pleaded, pressing her hand against the wound as if she could will the silver out. “Please, Lucas… you’re going to be okay. You have to be.”He wanted to believe her, but the cold was already creeping in.The world dimmed around the edges, the ringing in his ears drowning out the shrill of distant alarms and the crackling countdown still echoing through the shipping yard. The snow beneath him was warm with blood. His blood. Silver burned like fire through his nerves, twisting every inch of his body into paralysis. He couldn’t move his fingers. Couldn’t shift. Couldn’t fight.“I should’ve told you everything,” Lila whispered, her hand trembling as she brushed a blood-matted stran

Countdown to Ruin: "You're not walking away from this, Arika. I swear it."Lila’s voice trembled with fury as she stared down her sister, the screen flashing "00:00" behind her like a death knell. Her chest heaved, blood matting her clothes, but her eyes never blinked."Oh, Lila," Arika cooed mockingly, her pistol still trained on the servers, "You always did have a flair for dramatics.""It should've exploded by now," Lila muttered, eyes flitting nervously to the screen. The container trembled faintly beneath her feet. She braced herself, swallowing hard, heart hammering like a war drum."Tick, tick," Arika sang, the countdown at zero. The silence that followed was suffocating.Then—nothing.No explosion. No fire. No death.Lila’s shoulders sagged, confusion and a trace of hope battling in her expression. "What... what is this?"Arika's laughter cut through the tension like a knife. Cold. Sharp. Cruel. "You really thought I’d kill myself just to spite you? Please, sister. That count

The moment was shattered by a feral roar.From the ruined stairwell, a blur of black thundered through the smoke—massive, fast, and terrifying. A beast forged in vengeance and desperation.“Lucas?” Lila gasped, eyes widening.The black wolf launched into the fray, claws scraping against steel, jaws wide in a snarl of pure fury. Arika turned too late. He crashed into her with bone-cracking force, sending her skidding across the floor.Sparks erupted from broken wires as Arika slammed into a power conduit, her body twisting mid-air, blood flying from her mouth. The detonator clattered away.Lucas stood over Lila protectively, teeth bared, fur bristling like an obsidian flame. His presence was raw power—wounded, defiant, unstoppable.“Lucas!” Lila screamed.He glanced at her briefly, a flicker of recognition in those gold-scarred eyes. Then he leapt again, intercepting Arika as she reached for a fallen blade.“Get out of here, now!” Lila shouted at him.But he didn’t listen. He never did

“I think I’ll start right here,” I whispered coldly. Panic rose in her good eye. That flicker of fear brought a smile to my face. “Go ahead. Scream. Cry. Beg me if you want.” I gently touched the blade to her lower lip. “It won’t help you one bit.”She threw a last, feeble punch at my face, but it barely connected. I responded with a growl, yanked her lower lip outward, and began slicing through it. Her screams pierced the air, but I didn’t stop until the entire lip was gone.“Please… stop…” she gasped between broken cries.I laughed, the sound harsh and hollow. “You think I’ll stop now? No. This is only the beginning.”Her wide, tear-filled eye stared up at me. “Lucas… why?”“Because every piece of pain I feel is because of you,” I spat.Her breath hitched, and she whispered faintly, “You think revenge will heal your wounds?”I paused, knife hovering, anger shaking my hands. “It has to. It’s all I have left.”She coughed, blood dripping from her mouth, yet her voice was steady, “Pain