Section E Episode 10 Novels & Stories

Yokeme stuttered. "Sit down," Yokeme ordered. "Darling..." Ebtimi tried to protest, but he beat her to it. "Fine." With a frown on her face, she sat back on the bed. "What about m...mm...my daughter?" Yokeme stuttered. "I am sorry once again, sir." Sean bowed again. "All clues lead to a dead end," Sean said. Yokeme's eyes dimmed; the little hope he had died completely. "Leave," Yokeme ordered.

Dust burst from the tunnel mouth. Jessica turned. From the haze—a figure emerged. Sean. “SEAN!” she screamed, leaping from the jeep. He stumbled forward, bloodied, grinning. “Thought you said you were going to leave my arse behind.” She crashed into him and kissed him hard. Sean raised a small glass jar. Inside: a crimson liquid. Minotaur blood. Without a word, he uncorked it and poured it onto the scorched earth. In the distance, a lone jeep rolled to a stop. Inside, Sean’s father—the sergeant major—watched through binoculars.

Sean raises a hand and everyone quiets down, Joe taking it as his cue to step forward. "As you all know," he begins, and I pray deeply for the ground to swallow me up now and hide me away from all these eyes. "We're here to test your potential Queen. A human." Immediately those words leave his mouth, growls and protesting voices are heard from the crowd, scaring me to my bones, but as expected, Sean raises his hand again and there's silence. They seem to really fear and respect him.

Chris blinked, trying to process the sudden shift of topic. "Like Ms. Violet?" he asked but Sean offered no response. The boy said, "She is like a sister to me." Sean's expression remained unreadable as he rose to his feet. “Come on, let me show you,” Sean said, moving toward the door, expecting him to follow. Chris followed him out. They walked for five minutes until the corridor sloped downward, narrowing into a dimly lit hallway. Chris faltered upon entering the hallway that only got darker ahead. His instincts told him it wasn't a good place.

She paddled near tensed Sean and asked. “What happened to uncle?” Sean felt his tongue heavy to speak. His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down and Elena noticed his red brimmed eyes. Like her, Sean has the habit to never show his emotions out to the world. He rubbed the back of his neck glancing on the floor pondering where to start from. “Everything was going fine and we were in dad’s cabin… discussing the sales statistic… just then his cell phone rang…. I don’t know who was on the other end of the call nor what he said to dad but after that dad clutched his chest and fell down unconscious.”

"Of course, Alpha Wolfe." I settled in a seat. Eason set up his laptop and spread out some bland documents. We looked busy. Then, the familiar scent of arrogance and entitlement wafted through the doorway. There, leaning against the doorframe, stood Sean, a smirk plastered across his face. Just behind him was Edgar in his usual suit. Both of them looked at us with a calculating gleam in their eyes. "Well, well, well," Sean drawled, his voice dripping with condescension. "What a surprise for you to be up and about and stirring up so noise after your case..."

Sure enough, the chat was filled with his frantic spam, the most recent message sent just minutes ago. Unbelievable. 【Sean: The race is coming up soon! When are you telling me the plan?! How am I supposed to get that car?!】 【Sean: Eternity Pack’s fourth member raised the stakes again! He’s driving up the price! I can feel it—I’m definitely not getting that car anymore, sob.】 【Sean: ……】 【Sean: I saw you on the livestream flick that wooden clip and stab the snake! So cool! Teach me!】

His face was calm, cold, and professional. But inside? He was thinking. Planning. He couldn’t protect all three of them at once. And sooner or later, this triangle was going to collapse. Back in his SUV, Ray stared at his phone again. He opened the security cam footage from Sean’s villa. The cameras were placed outside only, as requested. He saw Sean coming out with a bag of trash, shirtless, expression tired. A moment later, Evelyn followed him, barefoot, wearing one of Sean’s oversized shirts. She called out to him, her laugh soft, and Sean turned, catching her by the wrist with a smile.

Victor said, his voice flat as he passed. "Thank you, Victor. I ..." Sean began, but his words were cut off. "Settle down, everyone. The next segment begins shortly!" Felix's voice boomed over the speakers, silencing all discussion. Sean immediately took his seat and focused on the stage, as the last of the crowd hurried out of the hall. The Hospital After collecting the food from the janitor, Andrea set it aside. He didn't want to wake Paschal and instead turned his attention to the television. A broad smile spread across his face as he saw Sean’s name flash among the list of qualifiers.

The shout pulled everyone back to reality, and the empathetic voices were buried under fury once more as angry curses filled the air, except this time, the angry voices seemed unsure. Sean watched this happen, and a gleeful smile appeared subtly on his face. However, he froze before his smile became wider because his face appeared on the big screen.