Todos los capítulos de The Wolfless Doctor: Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

"I think I found them."Damon burst into my office at the healing center three days after River's revelation about the curse timeline, his expression was excited in a way I rarely saw from the usually controlled tactical expert. I looked up from the patient chart I was reviewing, and I felt my heart start racing with anticipation."Found who?" I asked, though I already knew what he meant."The research team creating the adaptive curses. Or at least, I found where they are operating from." He spread a map across my desk, pointing to a location deep in the mountains about two hundred miles from coalition territory. "There is an old mining facility here that was abandoned sixty years ago. According to public records, it has been empty ever since. But three weeks ago, I noticed unusual power consumption in the area.""Someone turned the electricity back on?""Exactly, and they are using a lot of it. More than you would expect for squatters or people just sheltering in an abandoned buildin

The night before the assault, I found myself standing in the healing center's main surgical suite, running my hands over the equipment I had used to save so many lives. The room was empty and quiet, lit only by the emergency lighting that cast everything in a dim blue glow. I should have been sleeping, resting before tomorrow's mission, but my mind would not stop racing with questions about Dr. Torres and what we might find at the laboratory.I heard footsteps behind me and turned to find my mother standing in the doorway, she was wrapped in a thick robe and holding two cups of tea."I figured you would not be sleeping either," she said, offering me one of the cups. "The night before a big operation always feels impossible to get through.""How did you handle it?" I asked, taking the tea gratefully. "During your twenty years with The Covenant, when you knew you would be sent on missions the next day, how did you quiet your mind enough to rest?"She was quiet for a long moment, her exp

Owen's POVI watched Mary sleep in the medical wing of coalition headquarters, machines monitoring her vital signs while Juniper and Dr. Whitford worked to stabilize her after the extraction. She looked pale and fragile in ways that made my wolf rage against the helplessness I felt.Forty two percent. She was down to forty two percent of her original healing capacity because Dr. Torres had given her an impossible choice, and being Mary, she had chosen to save others at the cost of herself."How long until she wakes up?" I asked Juniper, who was adjusting Mary's IV with practiced efficiency."Hard to say. The first extraction knocked her out for days, but she was more prepared this time. Maybe twelve hours? Maybe less?" Juniper's professional mask slipped for a moment, showing the worry underneath. "Owen, at forty two percent capacity, I do not know if she can perform the renewal. Even with Iris's amplification, it might not be enough.""Then we find another way," I said, though I had

Mary's POVThree weeks after the laboratory assault, Lydia requested to see me again, this time with information she claimed was critical to stopping Dr. Torres's plans. I was hesitant to meet with her, my last encounter had not exactly built trust, but Theodore convinced me it might be worth hearing what she had to say."What could she possibly know that would help us?" I asked him as we walked toward the detention facility. "She has been imprisoned for months, she has no contact with outside operatives.""She knows Covenant methodology better than anyone except maybe Dr. Torres herself," Theodore replied. "And she might have insights into how extraction devices work since she used one on you. We cannot afford to ignore potential intelligence just because the source is questionable."Owen insisted on coming with me, his protective instincts on high alert after the laboratory incident. I did not argue because honestly, facing Lydia alone sounded terrifying even though she was the one

Victoria's granddaughter turned out to be a nervous woman in her late twenties named Claire Nightwind, and she looked like she had not slept in days when she arrived at coalition headquarters the next morning. Her hands shook as she set down a briefcase full of documents and hard drives on the conference table, and I could see the fear in her storm-gray eyes."I did not know," she said before anyone could even ask questions, her voice trembling with the need to be believed. "I swear I did not know what Dr. Torres was really doing. She told me we were developing medical technology to help people, she showed me research about curing genetic diseases and helping supernatural beings who were born without abilities. I thought I was doing good work.""Walk us through what you actually did for her," Theodore said gently, sensing that pushing too hard would make her shut down. "Start from the beginning."Claire took a shaky breath and began explaining how Dr. Torres had recruited her two year