Alice Murder Drones Mga Nobela at Kwento

Brenda's POV: I was staring at the only thing that reminded me of my mum, the Gem necklace. I look at it whenever I miss my family, the once peaceful family before a traitor took it away from us. Let me introduce myself, I'm Brenda, and I'm the daughter of the late Alpha of the Rising Moon pack. Even though I work as a slave in the Black Eye pack, being nominated every day, I was not born to be a slave. My father, Logan Wilson, and my mother, Ella Wilson, were the Alpha and Luna of the Rising Moon Pack before they were murdered. I also had an elder brother, Leo Wilson. I had a wonderful childhood.

Amidst all the chaos and confusion, Alex ordered Dante to check on the other body lying unconsciously on the ground. Dante pulled off the man's mask, revealing Uber. "Alpha Damon's righthand man," Dante said grimly. The shock and horror of the situation were too much for everyone to bear, and the celebrations came to an abrupt end. Mumbles and whispers filled the air as the crowd dispersed. "Lebotha sent him to kill me, but Hailey saved me," I told Alex through my tears. Alex's eyes blazed. "They will pay for this," he growled.

I wash the blood from my hands in the icy stream, watching as crimson swirls dissolve into clear water. If only the stain on my conscience could be so easily cleansed. The tribute. A sterile word for a monstrous practice—sacrificing a newborn cub to the Slavers each year to keep our pack safe. A tradition older than I am, passed down through generations of Alphas, each bearing the weight of this terrible choice. Until now, I've convinced myself it was necessary. Unavoidable. The price of our continued existence. But Lyla's voice echoes in my mind, challenging everything I thought I knew. Everything I've done in the name of duty.

Alejandro roared. His men surrounded the uplink as Paula remotely accessed the drone’s code. "Tracing now… 68%... 81%..." A second drone appeared — but this one bearing Vexler’s insignia. Dino cursed over comms. "They’re overlapping us. It’s a trap!" Suddenly, every screen in the Zurich vault blinked red. A voice, distorted, filled the space. "You came to bury me. But I buried your future long before you ever rose." It was Vexler.

The discovered memory completely changed the equation of the relationship in this mansion. For Merin, Aries was no longer just a cruel master of her life, but a great, painful puzzle. She began to observe the female Alpha more, trying to see through the cold, icy shell to the real person within… which only brought her more pain.

I whispered, "you’re going to have to find her in the dark." I initiated a recursive wipe. The blue pillar of silicon began to scream—a literal, high-pitched electronic wail as I began to shred the "Batch" lists. "Stop her!" the female voice commanded. The vault didn't have guards. it had defenders. Two panels in the ceiling slid back, and sleek, quadrupedal drones—resembling skeletal hounds made of carbon fiber—dropped to the floor. Their optical sensors glowed a predatory crimson. I pulled the matte-black pistol Julian had given me. My heart was a drum, but my hand was steady. I fired, the suppressed rounds thudding into the lead drone’s chassis, but it didn't slow down. It was built to ab

Electricity hummed faintly through concealed wiring, but the room still smelled of earth and iron. To my right sat the Alpha of the Bloodborn, Idris. Broad shoulders, lazy grin, black hair tied at his nape. Cocky and always amused. To my left, the Alpha of the Wolfgang territories, Markus. Blond, rigid and disciplined. His pack guarded the northern lines. Across from us sat the Council. Seven of them. Ageless in appearance. One of them leaned forward, his hair and beard were unnaturally white, as if drained of all color, yet his face bore no wrinkles. His silver eyes fixed on me. “It concerns your uncle, Alpha Xander.”

Alice asked nonchalantly, then had a malicious smile on her face, "I find these kids useful again." As soon as Alice finished speaking, she mercilessly bit the necks of the two children and sucked their blood to death. "No. Alice. She is the devil." Azura roared angrily. Seeing this scene made her almost faint. She looked at Alice with a cold, indignant, contemptuous and disgusted gaze. Azura clenched the gun in her hand; she had to kill Alice. This time, Azura had to kill her himself no matter what.