Semua Bab Alpha VS Omega' Twin VS Twin (A Dark Werewolf Romance): Bab 81 - Bab 90

LORD SILVAIN MORDAUNTValentina wakes in the cell I've prepared. Silver-lined walls, no windows, one door. Simple. Effective.She tries to move and discovers the restraints. Silver chains attached to the wall. Long enough to let her sit up but not stand. Short enough to prevent escape."Good evening," I say from the doorway.Her eyes focus on me. No fear. Interesting. Most prisoners show fear."Mordaunt." Her voice is steady. "Should have known.""Should have." I enter the cell, stay out of range. "Obvious trap. Bait too tempting. Warehouse too convenient. Yet you came anyway.""Desperate times.""Indeed." I pull up a chair. "Let's discuss your situation. You're in my custody. No one knows where you are. Your allies can't rescue you. You have two choices: cooperate or suffer.""I choose suffer." No hesitation."Of course you do. You're brave. Loyal. Committed to Brennan's doomed resistance." I lean back. "But bravery fades. Loyalty breaks. Commitment wavers. Given enough pressure.""Y

CALLUMThe message arrives through my assistant at midnight. Human courier, nervous as hell, delivering folded paper like it's a bomb.I read it three times."Mordaunt has the dhampir. It's a trap. Come anyway, you lose. Don't come, she dies. No good options. From a friend in Parliament."Valentina's captured. Being used as bait. Rescue equals death.I crumple the paper, throw it across the room."Fuck."Tom picks it up, reads it. His face goes pale. "Callum, you can't. It's obvious trap.""I know it's a trap." I pace the safe house. Can't sit still. "Doesn't change anything. Valentina's in there.""And you going gets you killed." Isla appears in the doorway. "Suicide won't save her.""Neither will abandoning her.""There has to be third option." Isla sits down. "Think strategically. What does Mordaunt want?""Me dead. Resistance scattered. Total victory.""Exactly. So give him something else. Something that looks like surrender but isn't."I stop pacing. "Like what?""I don't know ye

PROFESSOR CORNELIUS FELLThe Hermetic Order meets in chambers beneath the British Museum. Thirteen mages, masters of their crafts, gathered to discuss supernatural control.I'm presenting tonight."Subject: Callum Brennan. Status: Alpha resistance leader, Rookeries." I pull up photos. "Age twenty-eight. Born wolf. Framed and exiled by brother. Currently leading seventy-three packless wolves in organized resistance."The council watches my presentation with interest."Assessment?" asks Grandmaster Thorne. He's been leading the Order for forty years."High intelligence, strong leadership, genuine charisma. Natural Alpha material." I advance to next slide. "But also damaged. Prison trauma, betrayal issues, desperate for validation. Exploitable.""You've infiltrated his organization?" Thorne asks."Through medical assistance. I treated wounded after Parliamentary hunter attack. Gained trust through Isla Reid, his medical coordinator." I show photos of the clinic. "They believe I'm generou

CALLUMMy neck burns where Fell injected the formula. My shoulder bleeds from the silver bullet. My hands are ruined from breaking silver chains.But we're alive. Free. Moving."Left here," Tom directs from the passenger seat. He's holding pressure on a stomach wound. Not fatal but bad.I take the turn. Behind us, two more vehicles carry the rest of our crew. Nine of us escaped. Marcus died in the fighting. Five others are still captured or dead in the warehouse.The math is brutal. We went in with fifteen. We're leaving with nine."How much further?" Valentina asks from the back seat. She's chained to Professor Fell, making sure he doesn't try anything."Three blocks. The backup safe house in Whitechapel." Tom coughs. Blood on his lips. "We can't use primary location. Mordaunt knows about it.""How bad is it?" I glance at him."Bad enough. But I'll live." He checks his watch. "Dawn in twenty minutes. Vampires will withdraw. Gives us window to relocate."We reach the safe house. Aband

CALLUMThe letter arrives at 6 AM through a human courier I've never seen. He's terrified, shaking, clearly doesn't want to be here."You Callum Brennan?" he asks."Who's asking?""Nobody. I'm just delivering this." He shoves an envelope at me. "From someone at Madame Violette's blood club. That's all I know."He runs before I can ask more questions.I open the envelope. Inside: hand-drawn map, guard positions marked, ward locations noted, timing recommendation.And a note in careful handwriting.Tom looks over my shoulder as I read it aloud. "Valentina Corvino is being held sublevel one, cell three. Guard positions marked on map. Five magical wards protect the building, locations indicated. I've unlocked her cell door halfway and placed weapons around the building for you to find. Silver stakes near the east entrance. UV flashlights in the second-floor supply closet. Holy water in the basement corridor.""Who sent this?" Tom asks.I keep reading. "Hermetic Order is involved. Professor