All Chapters of THE ALPHA'S BILLIONAIRE ROGUE: HER TRIPLE REGRET : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

​The UN Extraction Zone was a neon-lit scar on the outskirts of Neo-Tokyo. What used to be a high-end logistics hub for the Vane empire had been converted into a high-security "Processing Center" in less than forty-eight hours. From the shadows of a rusted shipping container, Leo Vane watched the movement of the "Peacekeeper" guards. They were different from the Council’s Erasers, less robotic, but more efficient, equipped with sonic-dampeners that could neutralize a shifter’s roar before it even left their throat. ​"They have over two hundred shifters in the east wing," Ren whispered, his eyes glowing faint blue as he interfaced with a scavenged UN comms-unit. "But it’s not just a prison, Leo. Sarah was right. They’ve hooked the 'Beta-Class' shifters up to a massive capacitor-array. They’re literally draining the Resonance from their bone marrow to power the city’s emergency grid." ​"They're treating our people like batteries," Maya hissed, her golden runes pulsing with a low, da

​The revelation that Miller Vane was not only alive but the architect of the "Great Hunt" acted like a corrosive acid on the siblings' morale. As they ascended from the Emerald Labyrinth, leaving the safety of the trees for the cold, clinical steel of the upper city, the silence between them was heavy. Leo led the way, his amber runes glowing with a low, dangerous thrum that seemed to vibrate in the very concrete beneath his boots. ​"He wouldn't do this," Maya whispered, her golden light flickering. "The father who built the Silverwood, who taught us about the balance... he wouldn't sell us to the UN as 'resources'." ​"The father we knew died in the Billionaire Tower," Kaelen rasped, his eyes fixed on the distant, glowing needle of the UN Summit Building, a structure made entirely of reinforced 'Smart-Glass' that overlooked the ruins of Old Tokyo. "The man on that stage is a ghost wearing his skin. Or worse, he’s the man he always was, and we were just too young to see the wires

​The sky over Neo-Tokyo didn't turn black; it turned a bruised, electric violet. As the organic ships of the Lunar Exiles pierced the stratosphere, the air itself seemed to thicken with a "Heavy Resonance" that made the lungs of every shifter in the Ginza district burn. These were not the sleek, polished vessels of the UN or the Council’s mechanical needles. These ships were living tissue, pulsing membranes of obsidian and bone that hummed with a frequency so ancient it felt like a memory of a dying star. ​"The frequency... it’s crushing the runes," Ren gasped, falling to one knee. The jagged orange markings on his skin were flickering wildly, struggling to maintain their shape against the oppressive violet pressure from above. "Leo, they aren't just broadcasting a signal. They’re 'Siphoning' the atmosphere. They’re turning the planet's oxygen into a conductor for their own blood-line!" ​Leo Vane stood in the center of the shattered street, his hand still gripping the collar of his

​The fall from the stratosphere was a silent, terrifying descent through a sky that no longer belonged to humanity. As Leo Vane drifted in the wake of the "Resonance-Nova," the atmosphere of Earth felt different, colder, thinner, and vibrating with the low-frequency hum of the Violet Citadels. ​Below them, the world was being transformed in real-time. Where the green "Lunar Seeds" had struck the Earth’s major cities, massive spires of obsidian and living tissue were erupting from the ground like malignant tumors. London, New York, and Neo-Tokyo were no longer centers of commerce; they were "Processing Hubs" for the Lunar Exiles. ​"Leo! The Stasis-Bubbles are losing integrity!" Ren’s voice crackled through the comms. ​"Maya, tighten the Link!" Leo commanded, his amber arm flaring as he used his own body as a kinetic anchor. ​They slammed into the canopy of the Silverwood, the ancient forest where their journey had begun. The impact was cushioned by the dense, bioluminescent moss,

​The morning after the "Great Severance" was the quietest morning Leo Vane had ever known. Standing atop the charred skeleton of a Neo-Tokyo skyscraper, he looked out over a city that was finally breathing oxygen again. The violet haze of the Citadels was gone, but so was the low-frequency hum that had vibrated in his marrow for years. ​He looked at his right arm. The skin was smooth, the amber runes that had once defined his power now nothing more than a memory. He tried to flex the phantom muscles of the Alpha, to feel the heat of the "Wild Code," but there was only the dull ache of a human limb. ​"It’s really gone, isn't it?" Maya asked, stepping up beside him. She looked smaller without her golden aura, her face pale and human in the rising sun. ​"The Resonance didn't just leave us, Maya," Leo said, his voice raspy. "We used it as a ground. We burned it out to save the world." ​"And the world is still in trouble," Ren added, joining them. He was holding his cracked tablet, hi