All Chapters of The Triplets' Regret: Bowing to Their Luna: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

"The Duchess specifically warned me about networks within networks. Hidden layers we have completely missed," I explained, pulling a specific financial report toward the center of the table. "Look closely at these particular wire transfers. They do not just route back to Lord Thorne's personal accounts. They lead to an entirely separate corporate entity. An anonymous shell company that appears consistently in the records without a registered owner.""What are you implying?" Kaelen leaned forward, resting his forearms on the table."Look at the transaction amounts," I pointed out, tapping the digital display. "House Vane has been paying billions of marks over the last twenty years to a department labeled simply as External Services. The money flows into accounts that do not correspond to any known pharmaceutical or security firm.""Research funding?" Thad guessed."It is a possibility. But the capital disbursement is completely irregular. Massive lump sums appear out of nowhere, follow

The exterior defenses of the facility were formidable. Motion sensors, thermal cameras, and automated patrol routes covered every square inch of the approach. But they were engineered entirely to detect external threats, not clever infiltrators who already mapped their blind spots. With real time updates streaming from our coalition support team, Kaelen and I slipped through the electronic perimeter like ghosts in the dark."The primary entrance is right here," Kaelen whispered, pointing toward a jagged, weathered rock formation. "Thirty meters ahead.""Security presence?""At least two armed guards stationed at the blast doors. Likely more deeper inside." I checked the charge on my sidearm. "We breach quietly. We observe what we can, secure the data, and evacuate before anyone realizes we were here.""Understood."We moved in absolute synchronization. Years of survival had taught us how to operate as a single unit. The heavy cave entrance was brilliantly disguised as a natural geolog

The Continental Council convened in emergency session three days after we returned from the mountain.The grand chamber was suffocatingly packed. Representatives from every single pack, territory, and corporate faction that held a stake in the continent's future crowded the galleries. The air was thick with raw tension, low murmurs of fear, and the electric anticipation of a political earthquake.I stood at the absolute center of the floor. The heavy Project Harmony files were spread out across the polished mahogany table before me. The triplets flanked my sides like stone guardians. Jaren stood to my left, while Kaelen and Thad held my right. Directly behind us, Margery Chen and Aldric Thorne projected the formidable backing of the rebel coalition.The Duchess was marched in through a secure side door. Her wrists remained locked in heavy silver chains that suppressed her wolf abilities. Lord Marcus Thorne stood right beside her. His face was entirely bloodless, but he maintained a ti

Three months had passed since the Continental Council. Three months since we finally dismantled the Duchess and her shadow empire.The criminal trials were still ongoing in the upper courts. It was a grueling, endless cycle of formal testimony, evidentiary review, and complex legal arguments that dragged on week after week. Lord Marcus Thorne had already been convicted on multiple counts of corporate treason and sentenced to life imprisonment in a maximum security holding. Dr. Aldrich was cooperating fully with the state prosecutors, his detailed confessions forming the unshakeable backbone of the legal case. The Duchess herself remained locked in solitary confinement, her ultimate judgment pending while the judges weighed the full scope of her atrocities.Beyond the sterile courtrooms, a massive cultural shift was sweeping across the continent. The public exposure of Project Harmony had thoroughly shattered the population's faith in the traditional institutions they had blindly trust

"What do you want to do about it?" Kaelen asked finally."I want to visit her holding cell," I said without hesitation. "One final time. Before the execution date arrives.""Cassia, that is a terrible idea—""I need to understand what she is planning," I interrupted, meeting each of their eyes in turn. "I need to know what she is waiting for, and what she meant when she said the game continues.""That is an unnecessary risk," Jaren warned, crossing his arms. "She is dangerous even locked in chains. She has spent decades perfecting the art of psychological control. A single conversation with her could—""Could what? Manipulate me all over again?" I let out a bitter, humorless laugh. "After everything we survived? I think my mind is permanently immune to her now.""You are never entirely immune to her, Cassia," Thad stepped forward, his expression deeply serious. "No one is. That is precisely why she was so devastatingly dangerous in the first place.""Then do not let me go in there alo