All Chapters of Dorm Room Secrets : Chapter 21 - Chapter 25

The weeks of recovery had done little to ease the storm brewing in Chike’s chest. The bruises on his body had faded into faint traces, but the scars carved into his mind refused to heal. At night, he woke in cold sweats, haunted by visions of the betrayal he had uncovered and the cryptic warnings the system had whispered into his ear.Now, the Crimson Vault was no longer just a shadowy rumor. It was real, and it was moving.That evening, as the city’s neon glow bled into the darkened sky, Chike sat alone in his office. The stack of reports before him wasn’t about profits or mergers. They were dossiers names, movements, and coded symbols linked to the Red Ledger and their underground dealings. Every line he read tightened the noose of paranoia around his neck.“Your enemies multiply while your allies hesitate,” the system’s metallic voice echoed in his head. “But power comes to those who claim it first.”Chike clenched his fists. He knew hesitation would only get him crushed. But claim

The night weighed heavy on the packhouse, pressing in like an unseen storm.Amara sat upright on the healer’s cot, though exhaustion pulled at every part of her. She couldn’t sleep not with the whispers still echoing in her ears, not with Killian’s words replaying over and over. Moonfire.The word burned into her mind, demanding answers.Maelis had left her with a bundle of herbs to drink, but Amara hadn’t touched it. Instead, she clutched the thin blanket around her shoulders, staring at the doorway where Killian had disappeared hours ago.Why does he care so much? she wondered bitterly. If I’m such a danger, why not cast me out now?She couldn’t forget the way his hands trembled when he carried her, the way his eyes softened before he buried it beneath his Alpha mask. He wanted her gone she knew that but something kept holding him back.The floorboards creaked.“Can’t sleep either?”Amara startled. Standing in the doorway was Lucien, Killian’s Beta. His tall frame filled the entranc

The silence that followed the explosion of emotions in the room felt heavier than iron chains. Lola sat stiff on the edge of her bed, her hands curled into the sheets so tightly that her knuckles gleamed white under the dim light of the bedside lamp. Every beat of her heart echoed in her ears like a drum, refusing to let her forget what had just been said what had just been confessed.Tyler stood by the window, back turned, his figure outlined against the pale glow of the moonlight seeping through the half open blinds. His breathing was uneven, rough, and restless, like a caged beast pacing, waiting for release. He hadn’t meant for it all to come out tonight. He had planned to hold it in, to swallow the truth like bitter poison until the right time. But Lola had pushed, her sharp eyes and sharper words stripping away his defenses until the truth spilled free.“You don’t get to just drop something like that and then turn your back,” Lola said finally, her voice trembling, but not weak.