The lost packs のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 171 - チャプター 180

*Amber* The roar of the motorbike engine vibrates through my bones as Tjeck and I speed through the dimly lit streets of the city, the wind whipping past us like a wild beast. The unfamiliar chaos of the city surrounds us, a cacophony of honking horns and distant shouting, but all I can focus on is the path ahead. The tension from earlier still clings to me like a shadow, but I push it aside. With Jeremy in our ranks… tentative and uncertain, yet willing to fight… I can’t afford to let doubt cloud my judgment now. “Keep up,” Tjeck calls over his shoulder, a teasing smirk on his face as he accelerates, the powerful engine growling beneath him. I grit my teeth and push my bike harder, feeling the thrill of the chase surge through me. The city blurs by, the flickering neon lights and graffiti-splattered walls a reminder of the chaos we’re fighting against. As we approach the grand villa… once a symbol of opulence, now a secret fortress for the resistance… I can’t help but feel a rush

*Amber* The air is thick with urgency as Tjeck and I make our way back to the Old School, the familiar streets now a blur of memories and adrenaline. My heart beats in sync with the thrum of the motorbike beneath me, each twist and turn bringing us closer to a space that feels like home, a refuge amidst the chaos. As we pull up to the packhouse, the weight of the day’s events still clinging to me, I can’t help but feel a flicker of hope. There’s something about the Old School that anchors me, a grounding force that reminds me of the strength we have within our community. “Race you to the door!” Tjeck calls out, his competitive spirit igniting a fire in me. I rev the engine, and with a laugh, I take off, my heart soaring as I sprint toward the entrance. It’s a small victory, but in a world so plagued by darkness, I’ll take every ounce of joy I can find. I reach the door first, panting slightly as I push it open and step inside. The familiar scent of aged wood and faint remnants o

*Tjeck* I step out of my office, the familiar hum of the building settling around me like a comforting blanket. The faint scent of coffee lingers in the air, mingling with the soft sounds of chatter from the common area. I’m ready to unwind after a long day, but as soon as I reach the door, a figure bursts past me like a whirlwind, nearly knocking me off my feet. “Whoa!” I shout, stumbling back as I catch a glimpse of Zombie’s panicked face. He’s darting down the hallway, eyes wide with fear, as if he’s just seen a ghost. “What the hell?” I mutter, turning to follow him, but then I stop dead in my tracks. Amber stands in the doorway, looking flustered and breathless. Her hair is slightly disheveled, and there’s a flush on her cheeks that wasn’t there a moment ago. There’s something electric in the air, an unsettling tension that prickles at my skin. “What just happened?” I demand, crossing my arms as I glance back toward the retreating figure of Zombie. “Why is Zombie running like

*Amber* I’m still reeling from the whirlwind of emotions when Tjeck takes my hand, and we sprint down the street, the cool night air rushing past us like a tidal wave. The rhythm of our footsteps echoes in my mind, a frantic beat that matches the thudding of my heart. Adis is alive. The thought is both exhilarating and terrifying, and I can’t help but wonder what it means for the rest of us… especially for Zombie. As we turn another corner, I glance sideways at Tjeck’s determined face, and it dawns on me just how much has changed in such a short time. My heart races not just from the chase, but from the realization that I’ve been feeling this strange attraction to Zombie all along. It makes a terrifying kind of sense now. The way my heart would quicken when he walked into a room, the way our conversations seemed to spark something I couldn’t quite place… Was it Adis I was drawn to all this time? The thought sends a shiver down my spine. I can't help but feel guilty for my feelings

*Tjeck* The air is thick with the scent of sweat and adrenaline, punctuated by the harsh sounds of grunts and the thuds of bodies hitting the ground. I’m locked in a fight, my muscles burning as I push against the weight of my attackers. Amber’s fierce determination fuels me, her movements sharp and precise as she fights beside me. Another punch lands against my side, and I grunt in pain, but I can’t let up. Not now. Not when we’re so close to uncovering the truth about Adis. I glance at Amber, and her fierce resolve ignites a fire within me. “Never give up,” I shout, throwing a hard right hook that connects with one of the men, sending him staggering back. But the odds are against us. Two more fighters close in, and I can feel my strength waning. Just as I’m about to be overwhelmed, a sudden rush of energy fills the room. Out of nowhere, a massive wolf bursts through the door, its powerful form cutting through the chaos like a knife through butter. I freeze for a moment, my hear