Batman: The Enemy Within The Telltale Series の小説・ストーリー

A few of the enemies had made their way Into the castle and as I turned, I could see Santina snarling as she snapped off heads of the attackers. She was feral and dangerous. With my sword in one hand, I decided to run into the chambers and see if Katara was well but she was fighting too. Her ferocious wolf, she had let loose and the men whom she attacked did not survive the ferocious blows. While the battle lasted, the enemies ever increasing in number, I heard Abramo behind me scream. I turned and a wolf paw ripped some skin off my hand. I turned and killed the attackers. Later, I realized it was Santina that had fallen by the sword…

Who could I rely on? The Enemy Within Suddenly, the console beeped. Red lights flashed. The sound was urgent and insistent. The masked figure’s hand moved to the wall. “They’re inside,” the figure said, voice low. “One of your own.” I froze. “What?” I whispered. “What do you mean?” “Someone you trust… has betrayed you,” the figure said. “They’ve infiltrated the facility, and they know everything. Your location. Your condition. Your power.” Panic clawed at my chest. My mind raced through everyone I knew. Sam? No, he was here. Victor? He had been outside before. Noah? He was cautious. Elizabeth? She was… too obvious. The other me? Impossible.

“Oh, make sure to plan how you’ll use them carefully. He’s not someone you can easily target, but I’m willing to help you. Why, you ask?” A bitter smile replaced Margot’s sweet grin. “Ah, he’s an enemy I need to take down. So, are you in?”

Rome was eternal and indifferent to the violence brewing beneath its ancient stones. I stood in the safe house bathroom, staring at my reflection while Adrian's people transformed me. A courier uniform. Fake credentials. A package containing absolutely nothing dangerous—on the surface. "The explosive is in the false bottom," Adrian explained, showing me the mechanism. "Timer-based. You get inside, deliver the package, activate it, and get out. Three minutes before detonation." "And if they scan it?" I asked.

The memory of the ceiling of the healers' building and what it had cost to wake up and find my territory reshaped around me while I'd been down. "Nobody threatens this pack." My fists were clenched. I didn't uncurl them. "And to come here — to come into my territory, to do what they did — to defile me? Me?" I looked at the table, at the faces around it. "Kael Blackthorn does not get defeated. And any enemy of Kael Blackthorn—" I breathed once, slow and hard. "Is set to face his wrath." The room was very still. Nobody said anything. That was the right response.

One hand clawed at the sand, fingers digging deep as if seeking an anchor, while the other clenched the fabric over his heart, his knuckles white. From their positions in the shadows, Richard and the Rennar guards watched, their professional composure cracking into expressions of stark confusion and alarm. They saw the wolf—their temporary, untrustworthy ally—suddenly convulse and fall as if struck by an invisible arrow. They exchanged sharp, puzzled stares. There was no enemy in sight, no sound of a fight. This was something else, something internal and terrifying.

“Your body knows me. Even if your mind refuses.” Elaria clenched her jaw, furious at the way heat pooled low in her belly. “You’re not supposed to be able to do this to me.” “I’m not supposed to want the enemy’s healer,” he said, and the raw, unguarded truth in his voice startled her more than the words themselves. For a moment, neither moved. His gaze searched hers, as if trying to find something buried deep under the fear, the mistrust, the lies between them. Then the stone corridor shuddered, dust falling from the ceiling. Somewhere beyond the Bone Gate, something massive struck the other side.

A bomb inside my chest. I dropped the phone. Just like that. Let it fall. Behind me, I heard Jeremy whisper my name. “Zenya?” I stayed still for a long time, just staring at the wall like if I focused hard enough, I could force reality to shift. Like I could make it untrue. That call. That voice. Those words. He is dead. Benito. The only one left in this world who looked at me and saw something good. Even when I didn’t. Especially when I didn’t. My brother. My last blood. Gone.

Alpha Drake was actually confident in himself and he doesn't need to worry about Alpha Callan harming him. Just then Alpha Callan fell on the ground and started to transform into his wolf. Alpha Drake saw this but decided to remain in his human form. Just then Alpha Callan charged at him with his teeth and bit him hard on his hand. And that increased Alpha Drake's anger, and his palms became sweaty immediately, and he used his other hand to pull out Alpha Callan teeth from his hand. Alpha Callan refused to be moved at first but Alpha Drake wouldn't give up, he forcefully removed his teeth from his hand and pushed him away and Alpha Callan fell on the ground. But that won't be the end as Alph

"So mind your manners. I don't want one mistake to make them suspicious. We have to be patient until the time comes.” “Yes, sir.” Evan bowed respectfully. "I will keep it." “And get Cale over here. We need to take care of that bastard and his men as soon as possible before my wedding.” Shortly after, a man with brown hair and gray eyes walked into the room. His eyes were sharp as arrows, ready to be drawn. He was Cale, one of the loyal betas who had the best martial arts skills in the pack. “Interrogate those people. Do whatever it takes to get as much information as possible.” Mike said with a dangerous smile. “We’ll show that old Alpha who he’s playing with.”