AN ALPHA IN HEAT: KNOTTED BY THREE POSSESSIVE ALPHAS의 모든 챕터: 챕터 161 - 챕터 170

I hear Seth let out a low, feral snarl in the background, but my massive enforcer stays put."The untouchable Boss of the Southside, begging on his knees," Vincent taunts, dragging his gaze up and down my torn silk robe."I am begging you," I admit openly, letting another sob rip through my throat."Please, Vincent. He took a bullet for me yesterday. He is just our hacker.""He cracked my private servers and stole millions from my accounts," Vincent spits, tugging hard on Daniel's blonde hair.Daniel groans in pain, his chest heaving against the leather straps."I will repay every cent!" I yell, desperate to keep the cartel boss talking."I have offshore accounts. I will transfer the funds to you today."Vincent laughs, a harsh, echoing sound that bounces off the pristine white tiles."You think I care about the money?" he asks."I care about the respect, Beau. Your little pack humiliated my men, and you thought you could just walk away.""We are not walking away," I reason with him,

Before Beau can even process Daniel's desperate plea, Dean's frantic voice explodes through my encrypted earpiece."The exhaust fans are active! You have exactly five seconds to take the shot before the vacuum shuts down!"The moment the warning leaves Dean's mouth, the ceiling of the clean-room erupts with a deafening, thunderous roar.Massive turbine blades hidden behind the metal grates grind to life, spinning backward with terrifying speed.A fierce, biting wind rips through the open blast doors, creating a brutal tunnel of air that rushes past my shoulders.My ears pop painfully as the atmospheric pressure inside the sterile room drops in a matter of seconds.Loose medical wrappers, broken plastic syringes, and discarded bandages lift off the metal tables.They spiral upward in a chaotic frenzy, sucked straight toward the spinning metal blades above our heads.Vincent Rossi looks up at the ceiling, his arrogant smirk instantly melting into pure, unadulterated confusion.His expen

My bare fingers are shaking so fast I can barely form a fist, let alone grip the thick leather straps binding Daniel's left wrist.The freezing air rushing through the open doors bites at my skin, but all I can focus on is the shallow, ragged rise and fall of my best friend's chest."I have you, Daniel," I whisper, clawing desperately at the stiff buckle. "You are going to be fine, just hold on a little longer."His head lolls to the side, and his swollen eye tracks my frantic movements.He tries to say something, his torn lips parting slightly, but only a soft, pained wheeze leaves his throat."Shh, do not try to talk," I beg him, my voice cracking under the weight of my terror.I pull on the leather tab, but the metal prong is jammed tight against the thick material.My fingers are slick with his fresh blood, making it impossible to get a solid grip on the restraint.I let out a frustrated sob and rip at the leather with my fingernails, desperate to get him out of this chair."Let m

The deafening crack of the gunshot rings through the freezing vault, drowning out the lingering hum of the broken ceiling fans.Vincent Rossi's head snaps backward from the sheer force of the bullet.His knees give out instantly, and he collapses onto the pristine white floor tiles with a dull thud.Dark red blood pools rapidly around his ruined skull, spreading outward to stain the soles of his expensive Italian leather shoes.The cartel leader is dead, and the agonizing threat he held over our family dies with him.Beau stands perfectly still in the center of the clean-room, the smoking silver revolver gripped firmly in his pale hand.My mate does not flinch at the sight of the blood, and he does not show a single ounce of regret for what he just did.He stares down at the lifeless body of our enemy, his chest rising and falling in slow, controlled breaths.I watch him take absolute, deadly control of the room, and a massive surge of pride swells deep inside my chest.Possessive hea

Rhett's deep voice echoes through the open door of the armored SUV, carrying a chilling finality that makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up.I do not waste time watching our perimeter soldiers move in with their incendiary charges.I reach over the center console and grab the specialized hazmat lockbox Rhett placed in the trunk just moments ago.The toxic chemical weapon is safely sealed inside the padded container, but I refuse to take any chances while we are moving.I pull up the heavy rubber floor mat beneath the passenger seat, exposing the hidden vehicle safe bolted directly to the chassis.I punch a complex six-digit code into the digital keypad, waiting for the soft click before pulling the thick steel lid open.I carefully lower the lockbox into the reinforced compartment, slamming the lid shut and scrambling the lock to ensure it cannot pop open during a high-speed chase."Is Daniel stable?" Seth asks from the backseat, shifting his massive frame so he does not crow