Alpha’s Blood Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 291 - チャプター 300

Valerian uploaded the video to a mainstream sharing platform, and Donatello provided him with the email addresses of several high-ranking executives at major news organizations. He sent the video to each of them along with a brief letter from Donatello. It took less than an hour for everything to explode.Before the eleven o'clock news even aired, nearly every channel interrupted their regular programming with banners reading: Breaking News. Soon my face was appearing on screens everywhere, my voice carrying across dozens of channels at once. Within an hour, Donatello and Valerian informed us it was being broadcast on the BBC, Euronews, NHK in Japan, Al Jazeera, and News24 in South Africa. The video had gone viral and was being shared hundreds of thousands of times every hour."I believe we have accomplished what we set out to do," Donatello said. "I, for one, am going to sleep for approximately thirteen hours. Good night to you all."The others gradually drifted off to bed, and I joi

Leo held up a hand. "Let's talk this through. I'm not saying it's a good idea or something I want to put into motion, but I'm not completely against it the way I would have been a couple of weeks ago.""Are you serious —""Don't get ahead of me. This isn't something to take lightly. I want to treat this vial like it's… a nuclear bomb or something. Dangerous, powerful, and only to be used at the very last possible moment."I nodded. "That's exactly what I was thinking. Like yesterday, if things had started going badly, I could take it to see if it gave us an edge. Something that could save lives."Leo nodded wearily. "Exactly. Here are my conditions. Using the vial is on the table… if it looks like all is lost and there are no other options. When it appears we are all going to end up dead regardless, then, and only then, would I be willing to accept you drinking it. Can we agree on that?""Yes. Absolutely."Leo looked pale, but he drew me close again."I hope it never comes to that, bu

"Mr. Ashfang, I want to thank you again for joining us today. I'd like to extend my sincerest condolences to your pack for those you lost yesterday. I truly believe this interview will open eyes around the world. Is there anything else you'd like to add before we wrap up?""No, Bruce. I think I've said everything I needed to. All we want is peace. If that isn't possible, then we are prepared for war.""Fair enough. I'm Bruce Witherspoon with TDN News. Thank you."There was a brief pause, and then I watched as Bruce loosened his tie on the screen."That was a helluva interview, Leo. I genuinely hope things work out for you all. Is there anything else we can do for you?""I don't think so. Is that it? When will the interview air?"Bruce laughed. "Well, I guess my producer forgot to mention — we were actually live.""Oh." Leo looked as though he'd been punched in the stomach. "Okay, then.""If I were you, I'd check social media in an hour or so and see what the reaction looks like. Take

North Dakota. This man was over two thousand miles away, and he had taken my words to heart. It was almost impossible to wrap my head around the idea that a few sentences on television could reach someone that far away."Well, Doug, all I can say is that I hope what I said helped. Do you feel more secure after connecting with your neighboring packs? That's really what this comes down to. I don't want to see another tragedy on the news.""Yeah, we do. I mean, your interview was only an hour ago, but every alpha I've spoken to since then has said the same thing. They're talking about you, man. 'This guy in Florida knows what's up.' That's the general feeling. I only wanted to call and say thank you. You've given a lot of people something to hold onto. Thank you."I was momentarily at a loss for words but managed to find them before the silence stretched too long."Doug… I'm not sure I have the right words, but you have no idea how much that means to me. All of this started with protecti

"And how do you propose to do that? I'm not handing over the vial, and I'm not handing over Lyanna. So tell me how you intend to end this.""First things first. You have my son. I want him back."I recoiled as though I'd been struck. The sudden shift in topic caught me completely off guard, and I struggled to believe this woman genuinely cared for her son or had a single nurturing instinct in her entire being."Why would I do that, Viola?""I will release his siblings. I have no further use for them. Worthless as they are, they proved ineffective in my experiments. They are no longer of any value to me. I release them, and in return, you give me back my son."Should I tell her that Maxwell was no longer our prisoner? That he had chosen to stay of his own free will? There was no chance I would ever force him to return to his mother. Not in a million years. Instead, I steered around it."That might be possible, but I need to know where this final meeting will take place. What are the te