All Chapters of The lost packs: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

*Amber* When I wake up, I find myself unable to move. I am lying in one of the hospital beds prepared for the war, my entire body swathed in bandages. A hand rests gently on top of mine. Slowly, I turn my head and wriggle my fingers. Moments later, Thorn looks at me, a soft smile gracing his lips. "Morning, sis. How are you?" He gently strokes my hair. "Is there anything you need?" "Has Adis come home?" That question weighs heavily on my mind. My biggest fear is that the Zombie has kept him captive or, even worse, harmed him. "He showed up shortly after we did," Thorn reassures me. "But you've been out for twelve hours, and he needed some rest. Everyone is asleep now." "Are we still friends… allies? Is everything... okay?" I ask, anxiety creeping into my voice. "Adis and Tjeck had a long talk. They cleared the air, and there's nothing that will affect our alliance. Everyone did what they had to do, except for Tjeck running off by himself to save you," Thorn says, squeezing my

*Amber* I make my way directly to Adis. I need to talk to him. Our encounters have been brief lately, as he’s been consumed by his relentless responsibilities. I miss him, and there are a few pressing matters I need to discuss. "There you are, love," he says, pulling me down into his lap and kissing me softly. Relishing his undivided attention, I snuggle into him, feeling a warmth that I’ve sorely missed. After a few moments of comfortable silence, I glance up at him, my heart racing. "I know you’re very busy, but there’s something important I’d like to discuss… alone, if possible." "Of course," he replies, waving for everyone else to leave the room. Once the door clicks shut, he turns his gaze back to me, concern etched across his face. "What is it, Amber? You look so serious." I take a deep breath, biting my lip nervously. "There are two things I need to ask you about. Please don’t get angry with me." His smile is gentle, yet there's an unsettling undertone to it. But I brush

*Tjeck* I am still half asleep when I feel her slide down under the blanket and snuggle into me. I sigh happily and wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her closer. We have been so busy lately that we have hardly seen each other, and we often even sleep at different times. "I missed you," I mumble against her neck. I can feel that she is naked, and that is a fact I most definitely won’t complain about. She feels soft and warm against me, and I let my lips run over her shoulder with my eyes still closed. She turns in my arms, and I feel her lips trail up my jaw and find my lips. I open my mouth to her as she kisses me deeply. But then I feel it… something is definitely wrong. It isn’t Kattie. She tastes different; she feels different, she smells different... My eyes spring open, and I see a young girl smiling seductively at me. I panic. What is she doing here, naked in my bed? “Fuck... what are you doing here? Get out now.” I sit up, pointing at the door. “Are you sure? I could

*Tjeck* We have successfully distributed everyone between the two bases: some are with me, while the others are with Kress. The groups have been organized, and each team has been assigned a room for rest. Now, it’s time for the leaders to head to their respective starting points. Kress, PJ, Mike, Lucas, and Thorn have already departed for the prison, while the rest of us remain at the school. The first surveillance team is prepared to move as soon as Drew and Thorn are ready to lead them. A tense silence hangs over the school like a heavy blanket, wrapping us in an oppressive stillness. Despite everyone having a room, most people have gathered in the dining hall, anxiously awaiting the events to unfold. As Adis and KC make their way to the command room, Amber and Kattie have chosen to lock themselves in my room. I can only imagine what they are discussing, and, to be honest, I’m not sure I want to know. Instead, I decide to make one last round through the hospital, ensuring it is f

*Amber* I have to see Drew. Not because of any special bond that we shared, but because he is the first casualty of this war that I know personally… the first name etched in the grim ledger of our losses. As I step into the dimly lit room, two of Tjeck's older members are gently washing his lifeless body, their movements reverent and deliberate. Adis had gone straight to the commando room after their return, and I have no idea where the others are. I didn’t tell anyone what I was about to do. "Amber." One of the members notices me, pausing in their task. "Is there anything we can do for you?" "I had to see him," I reply, my voice barely above a whisper as I gaze at Drew’s closed eyes. His face looks so cold and fragile, as if he might shatter into a thousand pieces if I dared to touch him. As I approach, the two members step aside, allowing me to kneel beside Drew. The room is heavy with the scent of antiseptic and something deeper, more primal. I can feel the grief pooling in m