Terminus On Walking Dead Novels & Stories

"We're all going to die." "Maybe." I straightened. "But we're dying on our terms. Fighting back. Not on our knees in a warehouse." The officers began planning specifics. Team assignments. Supply distribution. Routes through the tunnels. I listened with half attention, my focus on the map. Blackwood territory. Where this all started. Where Marcus had taken me. Where the brothers had tried to save me. Where everything fell apart. Now I was going back to burn it down. "Maya." Elena touched my arm. "Can we talk? Privately?"

Lucian said. Then, he walked off the tent, leaving me petrified in the bath. "Alpha, she's ready now." I heard Lucian's voice. I turned back and held the edge of the bath. There he was, walking into the tent with minimum waste and maximum joy. Alpha Lucas of the White Walkers. My mate. My destiny. My death.

The enforcer choked, his breath leaving him in a sudden ragged gasp as I kept my hand locked around his throat, pinning him to the metal unit. "The override code," I whispered, my voice carrying the physical weight of an Alpha's daughter. "Who has the master key on this floor?" "The... the seer," the man wheezed, his eyes wide with a sudden, primal terror as he looked into my glowing gold pupils. "She already... she already initialized the deletion sequence from the vault terminal. It’s too late, Calder. The baseline is melting." Behind me, a loud electronic chime rang through the smoke-filled room.

"Where are we?" I looked up at the street sign. "Chicago. We're in Chicago." "That's three hundred miles from Blackwood territory." Through the bond, I felt Kael's awareness sharpen. He knew I was back. He was coming. But so was something else. The portal we'd come through hadn't closed. Instead, it was growing, spreading like a wound in reality. And through it, I could see them coming. Wendigos. Void Walkers. Things without names. The breach hadn't been sealed.

He keeps his gaze on Terry then eventually looks at me. "I'm not going to leave you. I'm staying here," I whisper to him. His eyes seemed to soften at the sight of me. He sticks his nose in the crook of my neck and inhaled my scent. My heart rate picked up from out skin touching and the need for him grew. Damn mate pull. He looked up and I hear Terry growl louder. "If you continue to be a threat to this pack's Luna you will be escorted of these pack lands," Titus says gaining his composure back. Terry huffed and Kira grabbed his arm and hooked onto him. I moved away from Titus and walked up to Terry.

When I'm done, they walk me back up to the house, where Tobe is already preparing lunch for the four of us. I pause at the front door, and take one last look at the dock. The body of the zombie is lying on the beach, half submerged in water, bleeding from a bullet hole in the head. All I can think is that if Ryder and Reese hadn't gotten there when they did, I'd be dead right now, or infected and on my way to becoming a monster.

Surviving was already tough enough. Victor didn't bother with all these messy affairs. With Henry and the translator around, as long as things didn't get out of hand, Victor wouldn't intervene. His daily routine was a bit dull, just listening to reports every day. On the fourth day, just as dawn was breaking, Terrence reached out to Victor. "Bro, good news!" Terrence exclaimed, clearly excited. "What good news?" Victor had just left the camp and was wandering around with Windfall. "We've found a suspected monster lair."

What That Means I felt it immediately. Not just the system. Everything tied to it. Records. Control. Power. Gone. Dominic’s voice lowered. “…And us?” Bryan didn’t sugarcoat it. “…We might not make it out.” The System Starts to Collapse The room flickered— Hard. Not glitching anymore. Breaking. Lights surged— Then dropped. Interfaces flashed— Then died. “TERMINATION SEQUENCE INITIATED.” The countdown didn’t appear. But we all felt it.

that we hiked up. I am miles away from the Wintertail packhouse when I feel the pain shoot through me followed by the excruciating pain of the bond breaking as I feel the pain of her death. WhenI notice that the two that were sent to escort me have a wicked gleam in their eyes as they advance on me in a fighting stance I devise a plan to rapidly rid myself of their threat before slipping out of the territory to the city. Once in the neutral territory and relative safety of the city I call for backup.

They stuck to the shadows, weaving between overturned benches and the skeletal remains of old campus structures. Luke stumbled, his body still weak from the serum. Mira tightened her grip on his arm, practically dragging him forward. “You’ve got this,” she whispered, her tone gentle but firm. Ahead of them, Joseph held up a hand, signaling for them to stop. He crouched low, his eyes narrowing as he scanned the path ahead. A small group of zombies milled around near the old cafeteria, their movements slow but purposeful. “We go around,” Joseph whispered, gesturing toward a side path partially obscured by overgrown bushes.