روايات وقصص ضمن Scp 019

"It's tomorrow night, isn't it? The first ever meet and greet for alphas all over the world will be held here. Alpha Zhamar was smart to think of something like that." "He is, isn't he? I'm glad I was born in his pack. But James...didn't you see it?" His voice died down into a whisper that she wouldn't have been able to hear if she wasn’t completely focused. "That mark on the girl's neck. It isn't just a scar." She tiptoed closer, stopping right beside the door. "I saw it. The purple tint...it looks like a scar that won't heal. It makes me wonder if the rumors are true. Is she a gifted? The last one showed up over a thousand years ago."

Red laser lines cut through the fog, locking onto my chest. Metal boots struck the floor beyond the smoke. More red lights appeared, sliding across pillars and shelves. Julian pulled the data drive free. Rin snapped his medical bag shut. Lucien stepped slowly in front of me, drawing his sword. A mechanical voice thundered down the hall. "Target confirmed. Secure Unit 09-K for extraction."

"As long as you come, everything else will work itself out." Then he grinned. "Oh, right. I'm sending you something." Before Scarlett could ask, a file arrived. Its title: SSS-Level Confidential Scarlett's face turned serious instantly. Confidential? Was this about the latest border intelligence from Country K? She glanced around to make sure no one was nearby. Then she opened the file. The video started. A man was in a bathroom. Showering. Scarlett's eyes widened. She slammed the video shut and deleted it immediately. Her ears turned scarlet.

Blood stained her fingers. Slowly. Methodically. She ran them through his sweat-drenched hair. Not gentle. Never gentle. Yet for the first time in years, Alexander looked safe. Then the wrist terminal flashed. Red. Once. Twice. Again. 【WELCOME HOME, SUBJECT ZERO】 Crimson code flooded the screen. This time it wasn't data. It was a signal. A live transmission forced its way through kilometers of abyssal fiber-optic cables. Far below the ocean floor. Far below the reach of sunlight.

I ask using my Alpha command. I watch all three twist in pain. “Who sent you?” Nick asks using his too. The blonde collapses and passes out. “Fuck,” The scar starts coughing up blood. The bald one is clinching his jaw and sweating. “Who sent you?” Patrick applies his command. Scar finally breaks. “We don’t know. We were contacted by a woman calling herself Vauva. She said she knew who killed our parents and to start here. That if we got the pregnant one we would get our answers.”

“Apparently, she did that so she wouldn’t have to return my wolf and scent.” “Which she gave to another person,” IIya said, her tone almost amused. “Well…I’m glad to inform you that you’re lucky. This book contains the list of all sorcerers and whatever magic they can create—potions, spells, you name it. I have Akira’s magic over…here!” Her eyes twinkled as she unfolded her fist, revealing a small vial with a black liquid inside. “Take it to whomever stole your wolf and scent. Just a little drop on them, and the restoration occurs.”

It scanned the system logs, then spoke a single line: “Target Alma Vale located. Initiate containment sequence.” And the world, as it knew it, began to tremble.

She found Matteo already there, his face tight with concern, talking rapidly into the secure phone. ​"Yes, Boss. The perimeter is secure, but the communication channel was compromised for three seconds near the North Woods. A targeted data scrape attempt," Matteo reported grimly. "We locked it down immediately. Nothing was extracted." ​He turned to Amara, his expression serious. "Signora, this is a direct challenge while the Boss is away. They were testing the network. It's time to follow his final instructions." ​Matteo was prepared to defend the safe with force, but he had to rely on Amara for the access code. The moment had arrived.

“Zayne, please. We’ll be exposed. This is serious. People are watching. Someone might record this. You don't want the news of the popular Alpha Sterling having a second identity as a mysterious supernatural wolf?” “Fine,” he said. “Joy killer.” I looked around waiting for what zayne would do. Everyone had backed away. Some were hiding behind desks. Some just stared, frozen. The girl in Scarlet’s grip was crying now. Her face had gone pale. Her lips were trembling. I stepped closer to Sara—no, Scarlet. I didn’t want to hurt her, but I couldn’t let this continue. He looked at Scarlet as I drew closer. “Well,” he said, “your mate doesn’t play.”

**Isolation's Chill** Kiernan’s sharp, piercing eyes scanned the dense shadows surrounding him, his heart hammering in his chest with every unsettling snap of a twig underfoot. He had deliberately chosen this secluded clearing for his clandestine meetings, the thick canopy of trees above providing an illusion of safety. Yet, now, it felt like a trap, suffocating him with a sense of foreboding. The trees loomed ominously, their gnarled branches resembling skeletal fingers, stretching out as if to ensnare him in their grasp.