All Chapters of The lost packs: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

*Tjeck* Adis grabs me while Thorn and Amber say their goodbyes. I have a clear idea of what Thorn whispers in her ear, and I empathize with him. "I don't know whether to thank you or hate you," Adis says, looking at Amber and Thorn. "Seeing her like that... I can't believe he dared to do it." "He did what he had to do to elevate her position," I reply. "Amber is strong; she just needs the right push. We are going to war for her; they need to know that she will be fighting right alongside them." "You can't honestly think I'm going to let her participate actively in the war?" Adis shoots me a terrified glare. "You can't keep her out of it. She is going to insist on participating," I tell him. "She is a warrior, Adis, just like you and me." "I’m not going to tell her. I’ll find a way to make sure she stays inside one of our secure bases." The pain in his eyes reveals the reason behind this. He has lost once; he can’t bear to go through it again. "Just be careful you don't ho

*Amber* Adis gathers us all in what he refers to as the command room at the school. He appoints Hope to oversee this space, along with a few other active young members who, while eager, are too young to engage directly in the conflict. In recent weeks, I haven't seen much of Adis; he has been preoccupied with preparing the bases and formulating plans. Now, he stands before us, embodying the Alpha he once was… the Alpha who had been nearly consumed by grief but has emerged resilient. "From here, everything will be monitored," he explains, his voice steady and authoritative. "All active members will be divided into groups of twenty-five. They will sleep, eat, and fight together. Kress, Tjeck, and I have mixed our members to ensure that all packs are represented within each group. Everyone must accept that any of us can lead them and issue orders. Everyone present here is given the title of captain. You will each take charge of a group as needed. Prepare yourselves; sleep and food wi

*Amber* Even before I open my eyes, I locate the pain. I am alive. Death can't possibly hurt this much. As Zombie is likely the first thing I will see when I finally open my eyes, I wait. I am not in a hurry to do so. Instead, I focus on the pain. The left side of my head aches intensely. I am quite sure that both my ear and eye have taken some of the blow. It wasn’t a hand that hit me. The bullet wound in my right shoulder hurts much less now; the same can be said for the area graced by another bullet. A couple of ribs on my left side seem to have taken some blows, and my knee burns. I lay on something soft, feeling warm under a blanket, but the air is cool, and there is an uncomfortable humidity in the atmosphere. I have to pull myself together before I can open my eyes. I notice that my left eye is swollen when I finally open them. I am in a room with concrete walls, and I am alone. It isn’t until I sit up that I realize my wrists are tied together with a long chain fastene

*Tjeck* In hindsight, I was naive to think that Zombie would take me in exchange for Amber. Had I used my brain instead of running the moment I heard, I would realize that she is the one he could use to pressure Adis, not me. I paniced, and the only thing I could think of was to save her. The moment I felt the needle puncture the skin on my neck, I knew I had lost. Instead of saving Amber, I had just managed to put myself in an equally hopeless situation. I didn’t even know if she was still alive. The poison quickly started working on my body, and I felt my consciousness slip away, it was too potent, and made to kill even the most powerful Alpha. I fought like crazy. I knew I was going to die, but I needed to know if she was still alive. The burning thought in my mind is to see her one last time… not Kattie, my mate, whom I truly love and have chosen to spend my life with, but Amber, for whom I am willing to give my life. What the hell is wrong with me? I heard her voice before I

*Tjeck* "Thanks. You can stop," Zombie muses. For a brief moment, I pause, resting my forehead against hers as we gaze into each other's eyes. Her expression is filled with conflicting emotions, and tears begin to run down her cheeks. "I am so sorry," I whisper before letting go of her and stepping back, avoiding the gazes of everyone around us. Sam pulls me to the center of the room and lifts my hands over my head, attaching them to a silver rope. Amber is bound in the same way, just three feet from me. She isn't looking at anyone either. "See? That was very interesting," Zombie smiles excitedly. "What do you say, Adis?" "Get to the point, will you?" Adis's voice shakes slightly with anger, and I have no doubt it's directed at me. I have overstepped a clear boundary in our friendship, and there’s nothing I can do to take it back. "Amber," Zombie turns to her. "Tell me who should throw away their syringe: Christopher or Shine?" "Shine," she whispers. I have to look at them t