Alpha VS Omega' Twin VS Twin (A Dark Werewolf Romance) のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

CALLUMThe letter arrived six hours ago. Since then, I've been organizing the rescue operation.Tom sits across from me, studying the hand-drawn map. "Five magical wards. I can break them, but it'll cost.""How much?""Fae magic counters human magic effectively. But wards this strong? I'll manage three, maybe four before backlash knocks me out." He traces the ward positions. "After that, I'm useless for combat.""You don't need to fight. Just get us inside." I mark the entry point on our copy of the map. "Break the wards, fall back to the vehicles with Isla. We handle extraction.""And if alarms trigger?""We move fast. In and out before response teams arrive."Isla joins us, medical kit packed. "I'm not comfortable with this. You're taking eight wounded wolves against fortified position.""We've got insider help. Someone unlocked Valentina's cell. Placed weapons throughout the building. Gave us optimal timing." I show her the letter again. "Dawn attack. Vampires are weakest during da

CALLUMThe explosion tears through the blood club's east entrance at 7:04 AM. One minute ahead of schedule but close enough.Danny set the charge. Blew the reinforced door off its hinges. Creates entry point and chaos simultaneously."Go!" I shout.Four fighters breach. Me, Danny, Marcus, James. Tom stayed outside after breaking the wards. Isla's with the vehicles.We pour through the smoking entrance. Silver weapons ready. UV flashlights sweeping corners.The main floor is chaos. Performers screaming. Vampire customers fleeing from sudden daylight. Guards scrambling for weapons."Basement!" I lead the way. Following the map from the letter. Down the stairs to sublevel one.First guard appears. Hunter in tactical gear, rifle raised.Marcus shoots him. Silver bullet through the chest. The hunter drops.Second guard charging from the left. Danny stakes him. Wooden stake through the heart. Vampire hunter goes down screaming.We're moving fast. Brutal efficiency. No hesitation.The corrid

COUNT ALTERONIThe emergency session convenes at noon. Six hours after the blood club attack. Everyone's furious.Mordaunt leads the charge. "Callum Brennan attacked a legitimate business. Killed three hunters. Destroyed property. This is open warfare.""He was rescuing a kidnapped person," I counter. "Valentina Corvino was being held illegally.""She was being detained pending investigation.""In a cell. Without charges. Without trial." I stand. "That's kidnapping, not detention.""Semantics." Lady Castellane waves dismissively. "The point is Brennan attacked us. Killed our people. Used explosives in a civilian area. This cannot be tolerated."Around the table, the thirteen council members are split. Some look angry. Some thoughtful. A few almost impressed.Lord Wessex speaks up. "We did provoke this. Mordaunt kidnapped the dhampir specifically to bait Brennan. The trap failed. We can't complain when prey fights back.""The trap didn't fail," Mordaunt snaps. "It was interrupted by in

LORD SILVAIN MORDAUNTThe gathering is in my Kensington townhouse. Thirteen guests. All essential to the final assault on the Rookeries.Vampire hunters. Hermetic Order representatives. Dragon financiers. Corrupt Alphas.Everyone who wants Callum Brennan dead."Thank you for coming." I stand at the head of the table. "We have seven days to coordinate the final attack. I want precision. Complete elimination. No survivors.""The numbers?" asks Master Thorne from the Hermetic Order."Parliamentary hunters: sixty. Pack enforcers from allied Alphas: thirty. Hermetic Order mages: ten. Dragon mercenaries: ten." I tick them off. "Total force: one hundred ten combatants against approximately forty fighters in the Rookeries.""Nearly three to one odds." Lord Castellane sounds pleased. "Overwhelming force.""Yes. But overwhelming force means nothing if not properly coordinated." I pull up a map of the Rookeries. "The district is a maze. Easy to hide. Easy to escape. We need containment before as

LORD SILVAIN MORDAUNTThe final pieces are in position. Seven days of preparation culminating in tomorrow's dawn assault.I stand in my war room. Maps covering the walls. Troop positions marked. Attack vectors planned. Every detail accounted for."Status report," I say to my assembled commanders.The vampire hunter captain speaks first. "Sixty hunters positioned around Rookeries perimeter. Silver weapons, UV armaments, full tactical gear. Ready to deploy on your order.""Hermetic Order?" I look at Master Thorne."Ten mages in position. Containment wards are active. Nothing supernatural enters or exits the Rookeries without our knowledge. When you give the signal, we collapse the wards inward. Force them into the center where your hunters wait.""Dragon mercenaries?"Lord Vermithrax nods. "Ten of my best. Positioned at key intersections. They'll drive targets toward your kill zones. Anyone who breaks through our lines faces dragon fire.""Perfect." I mark the final positions on my map.