Tous les chapitres de : Chapitre 81 - Chapitre 90

CW: Contains content that might be disturbing to some readers.THEODORE'S POVMorton stepped toward Oliver's chair, grabbed his chin, and drove the needle into the side of his neck.Oliver roared, his chest heaving as he fought against the leather restraints. The pale yellow fluid disappeared from the syringe.“Stop!” I screamed, pulling against my restraints until the steel frame groaned. “Stop it! What did you just put in him?”Morton withdrew the needle, wiped the drop of liquid from Oliver's skin, and tossed the syringe onto the metal tray. He looked almost pleased with himself.Within seconds, Oliver's skin flushed red. Sweat broke across his forehead as a painful gasp tore from his throat. His legs kicked against the restraints, and his breathing became fast and shallow.“What is that?” Oliver choked out, his head moving against the headrest as his teeth clenched. “What did you... do to me?”“A simple biological test, Lord Oliver,” Morton said, folding his arms. “I injected you

EVANDER'S POVThe temporal rift snapped shut behind us with a sharp crack. We hit the floor hard, boots skidding across the concrete as the strike team immediately dropped into positions.Rifles rose in unison, sweeping across the docking bay while the last traces of blue energy vanished from the air behind us. Dust drifted through the stale air, but nothing moved. There were no alarms, no automated turrets, and no guards rushing toward us, only the low, steady hum of generators vibrating beneath our boots."Status report," I ordered, checking the bio-monitor strapped to my wrist. The air was thick, metallic, and stale, carrying the faint smell of overheated machinery."Portal signature is masked," Captain Moris answered, tapping the interface on his gauntlet. "We landed directly on the lower ring of the facility, General. But it's too quiet. Scans show active energy grids on the sub-levels, but nothing on this entry deck."I slowly rose, keeping my rifle trained on the narrow doors l

EVANDER'S POVWe kicked the lab door off its hinges with a deafening crash.I charged into the room first, rifle raised, scanning every corner as my soldiers fanned out behind me, checking the corners and blind spots."Clear!" Moris shouted.The room was completely empty—just rows of steel tables, broken glass jars, and empty storage crates."Search every bay!" I ordered, pivoting back into the corridor.We moved quickly down the hall, kicking open the door to the second room. Inside, rows of cold storage tanks sat glass covers smashed and fluid drained across the floor. In the third room, empty restraint cots lined the concrete walls, deserted except for a few dropped medical trays."Nothing here!" Moris yelled over the sirens, stepping out of a side office. "Just abandoned comms equipment!"I turned back down the primary hall, sweeping my weapon across the next doorway. We kicked open the fourth hatch at the far end.My breath hitched.This was the room from the video Morton had bro

EVANDER'S POVWe ran down the utility tunnel, taking the stairs three at a time. Two Kreedian guards suddenly stepped out of a room with their weapons raised. Before they could fire, Moris hurled a grenade through the doorway. The explosion shook the walls, blowing out the remaining lights and sending both guards crashing to the floor.“Keep moving!” I shouted.We pushed through the smoke, kicking broken debris out of our path as we hurried deeper into the facility. Further down the corridor, three of Morton's technicians were frantically trying to seal a blast hatch. They looked up when they heard us, but I was already raising my pulse rifle. I fired a short burst into the control panel, sending sparks across the wall and forcing the technicians away before they could finish closing the hatch.We rounded the next corner near the launch bay, and then I saw them.My entire body went rigid.Theodore was on his knees against the floor, both hands wrapped protectively around his stomach.

EVANDER’S POVThe blue light snapped out, and we stumbled onto the marble floor of the palace courtyard. Alarm bells rang as royal guards rushed toward us with their weapons drawn.“Lower your weapons!” I ordered.They recognized my armor and stepped aside, but I barely noticed. I struggled to keep my balance with Theodore in my arms, his blood soaking through my clothes. His face was pale, and his eyes remained closed despite my repeated attempts to rouse him.“Get a medical team here! Now!”Lauren dropped beside Oliver, who was shivering uncontrollably, his face flushed with fever. He looked up at me, concern etched across his bruised face.“General, Oliver told me in the lab that he wants my help through this. He consented. I need somewhere private where we won't be disturbed.”I glanced at Oliver before nodding toward the west wing. “Take him to the quarters there. Lock the door and keep everyone out. I'll send a medic as soon as I can.”“Thank you, sir.”Lauren gathered Oliver in