Semua Bab Revenge For My Alpha: Sequel of Fated To The Alpha Twins : Bab 81 - Bab 90

The moon hung low in the sky, casting its pale light over Moonshine College like a watchful eye. The air crackled with the sharp scent of tension and pine, and the once-bustling campus was unnaturally still. Every dorm window was darkened, blinds pulled shut, the hallways quiet except for the faint hum of emergency alerts buzzing on locked phones. The alert had hit every student device like a bullet—“EMERGENCY. STAY INDOORS. RAMPAGING WOLF SIGHTING. CAMPUS ON LOCKDOWN.” But outside the Dormitory, five students defied the order, cloaked by moonlight and nerves. Lucas tightened the strap of his backpack and narrowed his eyes at the darkened path before them. “We need to move. Graham, how far is your lab from here?” “Eight minutes, give or take,” Graham whispered, brushing a strand of hair out of his face. “Assuming we don’t run into any security patrols or, you know… him.” Liam snorted. “That’s the most terrifying part. We have no clue what kind of wolf this is. If it’s one

The metallic whirr of Graham’s drone blades filled the lab with a low hum, the sound vibrating through the cold walls like a restless heartbeat. On the monitor beside it, a split feed displayed two perspectives: one from the drone’s visual camera and another with the heat and geo-sensor overlays, showing a shifting matrix of reds, oranges, and yellows painting the darkened campus in ghostly hues. The west wing basement lab was deep underground, reinforced by the same steel that once served as an old war bunker during the founding years of the academy, but even that couldn’t stop the chill that had settled over everyone like a second skin. “We’re live,” Graham muttered, his voice low and strained as he tapped the keyboard rapidly. “Geo-sensors are active, thermal imaging calibrated. We’ll have a 3D heat map of the entire east quadrant in thirty seconds.” “Finally,” Lucas exhaled, rubbing the back of his neck. “We’ve been in the dark too long.” “And I don’t like it,” Liam added, pa

The storm had come fast—an ambush of wind and rain that swallowed the sky in a matter of minutes. Trees bent as the wind carried them effortlessly. Thunder cracked like the world was splitting open. And through it all, Eliza ran. Her breath tore in and out of her chest, every inhale like fire, every exhale a prayer for her to get to her destination as soon as possible. Thanks to listening to Lena, she knew exactly where she needed to go to find Lily and the Alpha twins. Her shoes were soaked, filled with mud, barely clinging to her feet. The wind howled in her ears, ripping at her wet hair and flinging it into her face like a whip. Each drop of rain struck like shards of glass, cold and cutting, blinding her as she continued moving without giving up. She was already getting tired, but she couldn’t stop. She wouldn’t stop. Not when the truth was burning in her throat, begging to be heard. “LENA ISN’T WHO YOU THINK SHE IS!” The wind roared louder, drowning her out. Trees gro

The lab lights flickered as the doors slid open with a mechanical hiss, casting a sickly white glow onto the bloodied floor. Maya and Lily staggered inside, dragging Eliza’s limp body between them, both women breathless and trembling from adrenaline and panic. Her blood left a smeared trail behind them, fresh and vivid against the cold metal floor. Outside, the night was loud—growls echoing, trees shuddering, and the wind carrying the haunting howl of a monster that was once a man. Lucas, Liam, and Graham stood just beyond the shattered gate, backs straight, their forms illuminated by the flickering garden lights that buzzed against the rising tension. The rampaging wolf, massive and grotesquely twisted, snarled in the dark, its breath misting in the air. Its eyes were no longer just angry—there was madness behind them now. Hunger, hatred and pain. “We don’t have time, we have to blow it up,” Graham barked, tossing the drone controller to Maya just before she disappeared insid

The twilight sun bled gold and crimson across the skies as the grounds of Moonshine College shifted into a solemn, reverent hush. It was the kind of evening meant for silence — for remembrance. Dozens of students, professors, and staff had gathered in the Grove of Ancients, the oldest part of campus, where towering willows whispered with the wind and moonflowers bloomed beneath the earth’s mourning sigh. Tonight, they mourned Eliza Moreau. Lily stood off to the side, fingers clutched tightly around a single white rose. Maya stood beside her, holding her hand. Both girls were dressed in black. “I should’ve gone after her,” Lily murmured, her voice raw. “She texted me, Maya. She was in trouble.” Maya turned toward her, brows furrowed. “Lily, stop. We didn’t know. You couldn’t have known. That wasn’t your fault.” “She sent me messages, Maya. Before the attack. They were deleted before I could read them. All of them.” Maya blinked. “Deleted?” Lily nodded slowly, her eyes s