บททั้งหมดของ Ice Claimed: The Alpha’s Obsession: บทที่ 151 - บทที่ 160

“My pack will grant your line exactly three moons,” I growled, pinning Denise Harper against the shattered remains of her executive desk. “If your fingers fail to retrieve that crimson operational container before the season shifts, your life force will permanently merge with the permafrost.”My wolf possessed zero tactical verification that the crimson storage unit I lost cycles ago had actually been locked inside Charles Whitaker’s central vault. My tongue also lacked any absolute guarantee that Denise would navigate my directives without attempting to bolt across the border. The baseline calculation behind this threat was to convert her panic into a tracking asset, forcing her to unearth the precise coordinates of the missing intelligence box.The security breach that resulted in the loss of that container had occurred seasons ago, yet the tactical failure continuously reemerged to torment my alpha lines during the quiet watches.That unit functioned like a buried seismic charge be

Does this crimson operational container possess any distinct structural markings or physical designations that would isolate it from standard issue vault cargo?”“Our target kept those precise details locked inside his own tactical matrix,” Denise Harper rasped over the secure frequency, her voice tight as she monitored the ice metrics outside her perimeter. “His tongue merely asserted that the asset had been breached by your inner circle, though my own calculations indicate his radar is completely misaligned on that point.”I watched the visual feed from her terminal, noting the distinct flicker of manipulation in her eyes even across the digital snow.“My internal hunter gambles that the absolute core of his tactical leverage is sealed directly inside that unit. Which predatory sector do your monitors suggest executed the actual extraction from his sector?”“My station lacked even a baseline entry of that container’s existence prior to your office transmitting the query,” I countere

“How could his physical system possibly tolerate that level of drainage?” I barked, turning to face Miss Yachina as the realization hit me like a cross-check to the ribs. “There is only one logical explanation why both their personal transponders are offline. Helena has suffered a catastrophic physical breakdown on the ice. Victor Brooks must have completely panicked when the medical parameters cratered, and now he is running for the border to escape the Alpha's fury.”“My fingers will dial the track-enforcer who was assigned to Helena’s perimeter immediately!” Miss Yachina’s eyes turned bloodshot as she fumbled with her screen, her hands shaking so violently she nearly dropped the device against the floorboards.If Ethan Carter hadn't been completely drained of his predatory instincts by this unending tactical nightmare with Robert, his own terminal would have pinged the track-enforcer last night to verify the coordinates. He had never permitted Helena to clear the primary compound p

The natural light outside the transport’s glass vanished into an early winter darkness.The blizzard had ceased its downpour, but the heavy mechanical wipers continued to scrape across the glass with a monotonous click. Countless visual distortions began to materialize across the pitch-black ice directly ahead of Ethan's grill.It was as if his mind could physically isolate Helena’s small form sprinting toward his bumper through the dark, her face illuminated by a radiant smile as she signaled for his frame to step clear of the transport.His fingers tightly locked around the iron door handle, his muscles preparing to throw the latch, when a sharp, high-priority vibration pinged from his tactical console. The sudden notification file pulled his consciousness directly out of the psychological trap and slammed his focus back into reality.His internal wolf was completely devastated! His physical heart throbbed with a sickening, rhythmic agony!Ethan lifted the terminal and noted that th

"I don't possess the spine or the heart to face Ethan with this news," I muttered, pacing the locker room floor, my paws itching to shift under the pressure. "This miracle for Collins was bought with Isabella's life force. If his alpha instincts were fiercely protective before, this sacrifice changes everything. I can't look at Ethan and expect him to accept the pup now. I just hope he doesn't banish him from the pack."Brandon stopped packing his gear bag and caught me by the shoulders as I stumbled through the cabin door. "Is Collins stable? Job told me what happened on the ice with Isabella. The entire Silvercrest pack is howling tonight, but the blood debt is paid."I kept my jaw locked, glancing at Charles and Chloe standing near the hearth. "He is clinging to life. The pack healer ordered me to rest.""Did you catch the morning hunt?" Chloe asked, stepping forward as Brandon let go. "Is it time for the arena run?""It is winter break, Collins!" Charles reminded me, a faint spark