บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha's Obsession : บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

Jordan’s POVThe packhouse fell into complete lockdown within half an hour.Doors were bolted, patrols tripled, and a heavy silence settled over every hallway. No one spoke above a whisper. The echo of that cold response still hung in the air like something alive, pressing against every wolf in the building.We gathered in the war room. Ren examined the shattered transmission device and the fragments Lorenzo had recovered, her expression growing darker with every passing second.“Partial coordinates,” she said finally, voice low and measured. “Not enough for an immediate strike, but more than enough to confirm your precise location, Jordan. The people above Callum now know exactly where the Anchor is. After sixty years of hunting, they finally have what they needed.”I stood there absorbing her words, feeling them settle heavy in my chest. Sixty years of elimination campaigns. Sixty years of bloodlines erased. And now they had my address.Killian’s hand rested warm and steady on the b

Lorenzo’s POVThe boundary alert crackled through the comms just after noon.“North ridge checkpoint. Single female approaching on foot. No visible weapons. She’s asking specifically for Lorenzo. Says her name is Mara.”My heart slammed against my ribs so hard I actually stopped breathing for a second.Killian was at my side instantly. “You good?”“No,” I admitted. “But I have to do this.”Jordan touched my arm, warm and grounding. “Go meet her. We’ll be right here when you bring her in.”I nodded and headed out alone.The walk to the northern checkpoint felt like it took forever. When I finally reached the reinforced gate, she was standing just beyond the treeline — hands clearly visible, posture straight, completely calm despite the rifles aimed at her.Mara.Fifteen years older. Sharper. Hollowed out in places only someone who had survived hell could understand. But it was unmistakably her.I stopped ten feet away.“Let her through,” I called to the guards.They lowered their weapo

Killian’s POVThe war room felt heavier than usual the next morning. Tension from Mara’s revelations still clung to every surface. Jordan stood at the head of the table, calm in that unnerving way that always made my wolf pace. He had clearly spent the night thinking, planning, and making decisions none of us were going to like.“I’ve made up my mind,” Jordan said, voice steady and clear. “I’m going to use the Anchor ability offensively for the first time. Not to stabilize the pack. Not to project calm. I’m going to push them back before they even reach our boundary line.”The room went silent.Vael leaned forward, his expression darkening. “Jordan, I warned you this was possible, but I also told you how dangerous it is. Using the Anchor offensively isn’t like anything you’ve done before. You’ll be pushing your own energy outward on a massive scale. If you push too hard, you could destabilize yourself. Your own core could fracture. You might not come back from that the same way.”“I u

Killian’s POVDawn came gray and heavy, pressing down on the packhouse like a warning.I felt Jordan sit up between us, his body tense and alert. Lorenzo stirred at the same time. Neither of us had slept deeply, but the moment Jordan moved, we were both wide awake.“Jordan?” I murmured, pushing myself up on one elbow. “What’s wrong?”Jordan stayed sitting, staring straight ahead for a long moment before he spoke, his voice low and controlled.“I kept the Anchor wide open while you both slept,” he said. “I counted them as they moved through the territory. It’s not twelve operatives. It’s not even close to twelve.”Lorenzo sat up fully, his hand immediately finding Jordan’s knee. “How many are we talking about?”Jordan swallowed hard. “Everyone. Every active operative they currently have. Every asset currently deployed. This isn’t a targeted extraction or a surgical strike. This is everything they have pointed directly at our packhouse.”The silence that followed felt suffocating.I sat

Killian’s POV“What the fuck do you mean, ‘the other one’?” I growled, stepping forward so my body stayed between this stranger and Jordan. My arm was still locked tight around my mate’s waist, holding him up while Lorenzo kept a protective grip on his other side.The guy on the other side of the reinforced gate didn’t flinch. He just stood there in the dim pre-dawn light, hands relaxed at his sides, looking like he’d strolled out for a morning run instead of walking through an Anchor blast that dropped trained operatives to their knees.Jordan’s breath was still ragged against my chest. “Killian… wait.”“No. I’m Alpha here,” I said, voice hard. “You just watched my mate nearly pass out pushing back an entire invasion force, and now you’re standing like none of it touched you. Start talking. Who the hell are you and what do you want?”The stranger tilted his head, eyes flicking over the three of us. Up close he looked even younger than I first thought—maybe twenty-three, twenty-four a