Operation Kronos Novels & Stories

His eyes were rolled back in his head, and he was chanting a sequence of numbers in a language I didn't recognize. ​"What is he doing?" I whispered, my heart hammering. ​"He's not chanting," Dr. Hestia said, emerging from the shadows with a look of pure horror. "He's receiving. Someone has bypassed your scramble, Nora. Someone is uploading a new protocol directly into their neural links." ​On the wall, the numbers Leo was reciting began to appear in blood-red text. ​PROTOCOL: KRONOS. TARGET: 0-1.

Kronos smiled, nodded to the guard for him to open the gate, and then took off into the air. Kronos didn't get back until that evening. He flew through the air, disappointed with how easy the mission had been. Considering it had come from the dragon queen, he has been expecting more. The bandits hadn’t even put up much of a fight. To combat his disappointment he had had a few drinks at a local tavern. He opened his left hand and stared at a small black statuette of a black timberwolf he had snagged for Icarus. That boy loves his figurines, and I know he doesn't have this for his collection. His fifth winter will be here in a few moon cycles, I’ll give it to him then.

He will know that there's a traitor. He does not want that shít in the air at all, talk more of him not getting caught. He does not want the Alpha King or the other Alphas on his tail at all. At least, if the scientist's plans fail again, he will be safe just like he was all these years. But, he knows for sure that their plans will work this time around. There is Rhodium and Morgan Silver involved this time around. And, they also work on mountain lions. "I will bring him out to New York," Cronus stated, already sure of the way he can achieve that.

"A cursed lineage taking over from a cursed man. It fits perfectly, doesn’t it?" Thorne’s eyes met mine, and sympathy and caution meshed into his stare. “What do we do, Alpha? There’s bound to be unrest and power struggles. And with her...” “The Luna of Death,” I murmured. The title hung heavy in the air, chilling the room with its implications. “We need to tread carefully, Thorne. She’s a living weapon, destructive and unpredictable.” Thorne nodded, understanding the unspoken complexities. “Do you want to reach out? Offer some kind of truce or—”

He was burning the ground behind him, and he did not care who got caught in the fire. "Leo," I said quietly. "He worked with Alexander for years. He had access to Alexander's inner circle. Does he know anything about the Kronos connection?" Julian was already pulling up Leo's debriefing notes. "He mentioned Kronos once. Said Alexander had a 'European partner' who helped fund the early acquisitions. He did not know the details, but he knew there was a relationship." "Then we start with Leo. We find out everything he knows about Kronos. Every meeting. Every communication. Every intermediary. And we use that information to build a case."

Even someone with poor vision could see that they were related. “And who are you?” My mother Brook’s father. “My name is Jason Blakley, also known as the Legendary Crescent Wolf, or in your case, the true Alpha King.” He said, his voice booming through the auditorium with such authority, that it was hard to deny his claim.

Kael. The blood drains from my face, I feel it in a sudden dizziness. An ice-cold chill seizes my spine, immediately followed by a wave of glowing heat rising from my belly into my throat. My fingers, resting on the leather portfolio, freeze. Kronos Holdings. I know the name, of course. An opaque, highly profitable investment fund, based somewhere no one knows exactly where. A phantom entity we've been negotiating with remotely for months. I had never made the connection. Never had that name awakened anything in me. Kael Soren.

“It wasn’t for efficiency but for longevity? What the blizzards? That’s not evil anymore, it’s plain selfishness!” Ignacio had to placate his near hyperventilating friend but nobody could disagree with Rush. Nash, in particular, cracked his knuckles to show how much he agreed. “Well, that was what he said but we have no proof to support his claims. Khronos is considered an immortal but he requires huge quantities of Pantiumite to sustain him. Their experiments to find ways for immortality which could be linked to Khronos’ failed experiment but I digress. Right now, the source of energy they are seeking to create might be the solution to Khronos’ problem. However, the fact that they are using

Kane stood there for a few moments going over the words Cronos had sputtered once again about Katia’s death. Cronos continued staring at him like he was trying to will something into him. He was not trying to link him, so what was he trying to get him to see? “Damn it boy, use your god's mind and think of what I told you.” Cronos said impatiently. Suddenly, Kane flew at Cronos, grabbing him around the neck. “Where is she? Don’t lie to me and tell me you don’t know. Obviously, you do. Why else would you keep coming around these two packs like you were waiting for something?”