All Chapters of The Rise Of The Last White Wolf: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Maddox’s POV I finally reached the bunker and immediately pulled out my phone. The second it powered on, I dialed his number. The line rang. And rang. And kept ringing. My jaw tightened. This was already starting to irritate me. I wasn’t supposed to be lingering out in the open. The entire area was becoming hotter by the hour. The Kings had warriors spread throughout the surrounding territory, and after everything that happened at the arena, security would be tighter than ever. Every road, trail, and checkpoint would be watched. I ended the call and immediately dialed again. This time he answered. “Unlock the damn bunker,” I snapped into the phone. “We’ll be surrounded shortly.” Without waiting for a response, I shoved the phone back into my pocket and moved toward the concealed entrance. A faint click echoed beneath my feet. Good. At least he was listening. I stepped onto the center stone and felt the mechanism release beneath me. The hidden entrance slowly opened, revealing th

Raiden’s POV The moment the Maddox sighting was confirmed, I sent Kael and Ryker out with a team of warriors to investigate. If Maddox had truly been spotted that close to the kingdom, I wanted answers immediately. We had spent far too long chasing rumors and dead ends. For once, it felt like we might actually have something concrete to work with. At the same time, I made the decision to cancel the fights for the day. There were a few complaints. Not many though. Most people had witnessed the chaos that erupted inside the arena. They understood why continuing the competition would have been a terrible idea. The tournament could resume tomorrow. Today, our focus needed to remain on the wounded, the investigation, and restoring some sense of order throughout the kingdom. The infirmary was overflowing. Every available bed had been filled already. By the time yesterday evening hit, we had converted several large rooms on the first floor of the palace into temporary treatment areas. H

Roman’s POV I took the phone from Raiden and studied the screen carefully. The tracking application remained open, showing the two active locations. I zoomed in on both markers and examined the surrounding areas. One sat inside the palace itself while the other rested near the woods bordering the arena grounds. Neither location made me feel particularly comfortable. After several moments, I handed the device to Ronan. He studied it the same way I had. A slow smile spread across his face. That was never a good sign. I looked up toward the Kings and raised an eyebrow. “If we find them?” Raiden didn’t hesitate. “Detain them.” Simple. Direct. Exactly what I expected. I nodded once before Ronan and I headed toward the door. Our office sat only a few rooms away from the Kings’ suite. The second we stepped inside, I mindlinked ten of my best men. There was no need for lengthy explanations. Every single one of them received the same message. ‘Report to my office immediately.’ The respo

Unknown POV The second we slipped into the hidden room, I slammed the door shut behind us. My hand immediately went to the lock, securing it before I even took a full breath. The last thing I wanted was Maddox discovering where we disappeared to. This section of the bunker existed for one reason and one reason only. If the main hideout was compromised, this room gave us somewhere to vanish. At least temporarily. My eyes swept across the space automatically. Years of doing dangerous jobs had made caution second nature. Every corner. Every doorway. Every shadow. Nothing looked out of place. Satisfied, I moved deeper inside and headed into the adjoining room. The sight waiting for me made me stop. My brother was casually walking out of the bathroom. He looked at me. I looked at him back. Then a grin spread across his face. “Well hello.” He motioned toward the room around us. “Funny meeting you here.” I closed my eyes briefly. Of course. Of course he was here. “Please tell me you di

Maddox’s POV I’ve been pacing my office for hours. Back and forth. Back and forth. The expensive rug beneath my boots was probably developing permanent damage at this point, but I honestly didn’t care. My contact wasn’t answering. Every call I made went unanswered, and the longer the silence dragged on, the more irritated I became. Did they get caught? Did something happen to Darcy? Was he even planning on delivering her to me? The entire situation felt wrong. Very wrong. I stopped beside the massive window overlooking my compound and stared out across the property below. Lights illuminated the grounds while patrols moved through designated routes. Everything out there represented years of work. Years of planning. Years of taking what I wanted and eliminating anybody who stood in my way. Every building, every fence line, every guard tower had been built because I demanded it. Nothing existed on this property without my approval. I built this place from nothing. People feared me.