All Chapters of My Rival Alpha Knows I'm an Omega: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The echo of the slamming door rolled up the staircase.Then...Nothing.Absolute silence.My pulse hammered against my ribs.“That was him.”Marcus took a step toward the stairs.“That was Chairman Sebastian.”“No.”Inspector Mara Voss caught his arm before he could move.“We don't know that.”“I've worked for him for twelve years!”“You saw a man for three seconds.”“I know what I saw.”“So do kidnappers.”Marcus stopped struggling.The truth in her words hit all of us.If someone wanted to lure us underground, showing us my father would be the fastest way to do it.I stared into the darkness.The smile.The raised finger.The silent warning.It had looked exactly like him.But if it really was my father...Why hadn't he called my name?Ronan seemed to be asking himself the same question.“He wanted us to stay quiet.”“Or stay away,” I said.Daniel slowly removed a compact flashlight from his belt.“No.”We all looked at him.“He wanted us to realize he wasn't alone.”The sentence se

The laboratory fell silent.No one interrupted Dr. Nathaniel Dawson.Not even Inspector Mara Voss.The old scientist stood before the empty frame marked SUBJECT A-01, his shoulders bowed beneath the weight of twenty-four years."It began as an experiment," he repeated quietly."And became a family."I looked at the rows of photographs.Every child was smiling.None of them looked frightened.None of them looked like prisoners."Who were they?" I asked.Dawson walked to the nearest frame.His fingers brushed lightly over the glass."They were children whose futures had already been decided."He pointed to a girl with braided black hair."Her family promised her to another pack before she turned ten."Another photograph.A blond boy grinning at the camera."His father intended to make him an Alpha through illegal hormone treatments."Then another.A quiet-looking teenager."His family abandoned him after discovering he was an Omega."My throat tightened."Genesis took Omegas?""It took

The footsteps were getting closer.Fast.Deliberate.Not one person.Several.The hidden passage was already beginning to close, the thick steel door sliding back into place with a low mechanical groan."Move!" Dr. Dawson shouted.Inspector Mara Voss didn't hesitate."Tactical team, through the passage! Cover the rear!"Two officers rushed inside while the other two took defensive positions facing the laboratory entrance.Ronan caught my arm."Adrian."I was still staring at the words carved beneath the empty frame.Adrian and Ronan promised to stay brothers forever.Someone had tried to erase them.Someone had wanted that memory buried."Adrian!"Ronan's voice pulled me back."We're out of time."I tore my eyes away from the carving and followed everyone into the passage just as the hidden door began sealing behind us.The footsteps reached the laboratory.Then—Bang!A heavy impact struck the closing door.Another.The steel vibrated.Whoever was outside had arrived seconds too late

No one lowered their weapon.The man in the charcoal suit remained perfectly still, his hands clasped behind his back as though he had invited us into his office instead of being discovered inside a hidden facility.Inspector Mara Voss aimed directly at his chest.“Don't move.”He inclined his head politely.“I wasn't planning to.”“You're trespassing.”“A matter of perspective.”“You're inside a concealed research facility beneath a corporate headquarters.”“Yes.”“That isn't perspective.”“It depends who built it.”His composure was unsettling.He didn't look frightened.He didn't look trapped.He looked... prepared.Ronan stepped beside me.“You said your employer expected us.”“I did.”“Who is your employer?”The man smiled.“If I answered that, my visit would have been remarkably short.”I studied him carefully.No insignia.No visible weapon.Expensive suit.Polished shoes.A silver tie clip shaped like a compass.Nothing about him looked accidental.“What's your name?” I asked.

No one spoke for several seconds.The final words of the recording echoed through the hidden office."...who told them where to find the children in the first place?"The monitor faded to black.The room felt colder than before.Marcus was the first to break the silence."Someone had to provide names."Inspector Mara Voss nodded slowly."Not random names."She looked around the room."Specific children.""Children whose disappearances wouldn't immediately attract attention."Daniel folded his arms."Or children whose families could be manipulated."Dr. Dawson closed his eyes."We never considered that possibility."Ronan looked at him."No.""You chose not to."The accusation lingered in the air.Dawson didn't defend himself.Instead, he walked to a tall filing cabinet standing against the far wall."I owe you both something."He unlocked the cabinet with a small brass key hidden inside his sleeve.Unlike every other cabinet in the office, this one contained only a single gray archive