Novel & Cerita Infinity Castle Door

Plus I was really pregnant so I was a bit wobbly. The maids smirked behind me, following us down the hall. We zigged and zagged through the mess of hallways until we came to a large door. The estate was a maze at best, and when I’d been able to walk around freely, I’d explored as much as I could. But I hadn’t been allowed to see everything. This door, for example, had been off-limits. It was a door I’d never been behind before. Four guards stood in front of it. It was at least fifteen feet tall and made of iron, by the looks of it.

"How?" She walked forward before I could stop her. "Excuse me," she said. "I'm lost." The guard turned. "Kids aren't allowed in this section. Who let you—" He recognized her. His hand went to his radio. Wren kicked him in the knee. He buckled. I was there a second later. Three more bodies. We were leaving a trail. --- The blast door was huge. Ten feet tall. Made of steel. A red light glowed above the handle — locked.

“Ye lads got more ‘crew?’ We’re gonna need security. And an advanced alarm system. I want this place sealed tighter than the crown jewels.” Callum grinned, slipping an arm around my waist. “Aye, lass. We’ve got more crew. And they’ll be glad tae move in.” Keiran kissed the side of my head. “This castle’s gonna be the safest bloody fortress in the country.” I smiled. “Good. Because this is home now. And I want all of us protected.” As if to prove my point, a set of French doors at the end of the hall opened to reveal a view of the inner courtyard. There were stone paths, lush gardens, and a huge central fountain pouring into the moat beyond. Yes. The actual moat.

A heavy riveted door stood before them, stenciled Sous-sol 1 - Accès Restreint This door featured a modern keypad, but its LED screen was unlit. Sabatine reached for the handle. It was locked, but it was a mechanical bolt. He applied a small, hydraulic jack from his pack to the space between door and frame, near the lock. With a low groaning whine, the metal buckled and the bolt sheared with a loud crack that seemed catastrophically loud in the confined space. They froze, listening. No alarm. No shouts. Only the ceaseless thrum of the generators.

“This is a qualitative milestone. The installation should be observed by all system operators.” He, Keila, and I stood in the raw, wooden shell of what would be our private entrance. We watched as the crew fitted the yellow door into its frame, leveled it, and secured the hinges. When they stepped back, Luther handed Keila a small, custom-made brass plaque. It read: A.K. Residence - Primary Access Point. “You may affix it,” he told her. Keila, with great ceremony, peeled off the backing and stuck it beside the doorframe. It gleamed against the fresh wood.

He could have taken him, he could have taken my little cousin? I thought and my heart ache at that thought. There's no way he can get to him now, not in that room. There's four rooms that are impenetrable in this pack house. The largest is in the basement. The walls and ceiling are steel, the door is a 3-in steel door that locks securely from the inside. There's two more smaller rooms just like that. One in my father's room and one in mine. My father's secured room was there first. He had it put in when he was the Alpha. It's basically a panic room. It's for his Luna in case something happens and the luna cannot get to the one in the basement.

“Even before we were dating, we all hung out here with Damien. Hell. I probably know this house better than you do.” Thane gave me an odd expression, but said nothing, except, “There is a guard posted at your door. The doors are locked, as are the Alpha’s doors. There are alarms on the windows in the packhouse, so please don’t make us have to chase you. There really would be no point.” With that, he shut the door and I heard a resounding click as the lock turned into place. With a sigh, I flopped onto the bed. “Well. Now what…?”

There’s not another house in sight. Turning off the ignition, Jaxon steps out of the car, meets me at the passenger door, and ushers me to the front door. The door has an infrared pad that scans his eye and his thumb before it asks for voice recognition. It’s seriously high-tech. Once Jaxon’s security is deactivated, he opens the door and leads me inside. The house is as breathtaking outside as it is inside. There are tall ceilings with gleaming opal floors, chandeliers, and winding stairs that lead up to the second level.

He wore a black butler suit and seemed surprised to see Noah standing in front of him, “f-future Luna you already wake up? I-I must tell the Alpha immediately, p-please wait here.” As soon as the boy left, there was a clicking sound coming from the door when he closed it. ‘I don't want to wait, I want to leave!’ Noah tried to open the door again but failed, it didn't budge. ‘It seems the door was mechanically locked from the outside.’ So Noah thought of breaking the door open, but when he analyzed it carefully, the door was too sturdy for him. ‘This door looks like an ordinary white wooden door, but actually, it is made from iron!’ he desperately muffled.

Alex linked. He was looking at the same door and immediately his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Don't you smell that?" I linked back. "What smell?! Are you ok Alpha?" Alex looked panic, like he was unsure what to do. "Stay put, just investigating something." My eyes were locked on at the black door; it was large and had intricate wood carvings imbedded into the exterior wood, but I knew this wasn't a regular wooden door. It was steel, disguised as wood to keep intruders out. I only knew that because my father used the same type of doors growing up in the pack house. He was a paranoid Alpha that took extreme measures to keep us all protected, especially my mother.