《MATED TO MY BULLIES 》全部章節：第 101 章 - 第 110 章

The Mother didn't kill them quickly. She touched each one gently, almost lovingly, and they simply stopped. Stopped moving, stopped breathing, stopped existing. Their bodies collapsed like puppets with cut strings. "You're not my children," the Mother said softly, her voice sad. "You're just humans. Playing with powers you don't understand. Building your prison over mine. Feeding me your energy while trying to steal mine." She moved through walls like they didn't exist. Concrete, steel, reinforced barriers designed to contain supernatural beings. Nothing stopped her. I pulled up more camera feeds, tracking her path. She was heading upward. Toward the medical levels. Toward the operating rooms. Toward Elena. "No," I whispered, already typing commands to try to seal the doors, lock down that section, anything to slow the creature down. Every command failed. The facility's systems were no longer responding. Or maybe they were responding to someone else. Something else. The M

Nathan stood nearby, gun raised, watching the corridor entrances. He looked exhausted, blood-spattered, and desperate. When he saw me, relief flashed across his face. "Alexei, thank God. We need to get her out of here before—" Guards burst from three different corridors, weapons firing. Nathan returned fire, dropping two before the others took cover. More would come. They always did. I ran to Maya, dodging bullets that sparked off the floor. "Maya! We need to leave. Now." She didn't look up. Just kept painting, adding another symbol to the growing circle. "Maya!" I grabbed her shoulder. She turned slowly, and those white eyes focused on me. My blood ran cold. This wasn't Maya. Something else looked out from behind her eyes, something that had existed long before humans learned to make fire. "Alexei," she said, but the voice was wrong. Layered, echoing, like multiple people speaking through one throat. "The Mother says we're not truly bonded. The blood bond was incomplete.

POV: Alexei The plague village materialized around me. I knew this place. I'd tried to forget it for five years, but the memories never faded. Thirty-two pack members. All infected with silver poisoning from contaminated water. It had gotten into the groundwater somehow, slow and subtle, until everyone in the village was dying. I walked through the memory, watching my younger self move between the sick. Most were already dead or unconscious. But one remained aware. Mira. An omega, barely twenty years old. She'd been kind to me when I first joined the pack. Always smiling, always hopeful, even when life was hard. Now she lay on a bed soaked with sweat and blood, her body rejecting the silver molecule by molecule. It was the most painful death imaginable. It would take three more days. "Alpha," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Please. Make it stop." Young-Alexei knelt beside her, his face twisted with grief. "I can't. If I use my alpha command to stop your heart, t

"You're insane," I said flatly. "Am I?" Maya spread her arms wide. "Look around you, Luna. Does this look like science to you? Does this look like something explainable by biology and chemistry? Or does it look like something older, something primal, something that existed before humans learned to make fire?" I couldn't argue with that. The facility had become something impossible. My rational mind rejected what I was seeing, but my wolf instincts recognized it. This was power. Ancient, terrible, unstoppable power. "What is she?" I asked. "This wolf-goddess." "The Mother Below. The first wolf. The progenitor of our species. She walked the earth when it was young and wild. She could shift between forms at will, command lesser wolves with a thought, reshape reality itself. But she was also mad. Consumed by hunger and rage. The first werewolves, her children, realized she would devour the entire world if left unchecked. So they trapped her. Sacrificed everything to build a prison

POV: Nathan Chaos. Pure, unfiltered chaos. The facility shook with every tremor from the Mother Below's movements. Enhanced wolves ran in every direction, some fleeing toward exits, others searching for missing pack members. Seraphina's regular wolf forces tried to maintain order but barely understood what was happening. And scattered throughout were Project Apex prisoners, scientists and guards who'd been captured during the initial assault. Twenty-eight minutes until detonation. I stood in the central corridor junction, tablet in hand, pulling up the facility's original blueprints. The layout had changed with the Mother Below's transformation, but the basic structure remained. Three main evacuation routes. Two were already blocked by collapsed corridors. That left one exit for over four hundred people. The math was simple. We weren't going to make it. "Nathan!" Elijah appeared through the crowd, pushing past fleeing wolves. He looked better than the last time I'd seen him. Th