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“Take care of my sister, Axel. Even though I’m a Beta, I’m not weaker than you.” “I'll remember that.” Cora led the way, but we walked side by side. People who passed us looked at us curiously. The disadvantage of living in a pack was that everyone knew each other. News of our status must have reached their ears as well. After half an hour of walking, we arrived at the first tower. I took in the surroundings. The times had changed, so why were they still using outdated technology? I mentally noted every single thing that needed to be upgraded.

The principal's voice reverberated through the entire hall and we all went mute, horror written all over our faces. "Uh-oh!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed. Bellamy and Andre glared at each other with their chest heaving and that was when I saw Maya from the corners of my eyes holding a hand up to her mouth with bug eyes. What the hell was going on?! Was my rebound plan a bad thing?

left. "They're gone," Elara breathed, helping us sit up. "You did it. You actually did it." Leo wasn't smiling. He was looking at the black tower—Aethel-Prime. From the top of the tower, a massive hologram flickered to life. It was so large it covered half the sky. It wasn't a face. It was a **Countdown**. **[00:59:59]** **[UNTIL TOTAL REFORMAT]** "What does that mean?" I asked, leaning against Rowan. We were both covered in our own glowing blood, looking like broken statues.

His hand was always just behind me, never touching, but close enough that I could feel the heat of it in the space between us. “Is that the original structure?” he asked, pointing at the old stone tower in front of us. “The western spire?” I nodded. “Yeah, it’s been standing since the second Great War. The top section was rebuilt after a fire, but the base is still the same stone.” He scribbled something into a small leather notebook he carried. “Fascinating. It’s got that kind of... fiery look. Like it refuses to be forgotten. Defiant elegance I guess”

She said that if the world wanted a terrorist and a rogue, she would give them something far more terrifying. She told him it was time to stop hiding in the Dead Zone. It was time to go back to the city and burn the throne of lies to the ground. But first, she looked at the ruined tower. She asked Marcus why they had come here specifically. Marcus looked at the ancient stone, a look of profound reverence on his face. He told her that this tower wasn't built by the packs. It was built by the Silverbacks. He said that beneath the tower was the true archive. The one that Vane had never found.

" Oh! I forgot about such an important matter. My Lord. Is it possible to remove the core from the tower?" " Why? Didn't they remove it from the tower?" He asks frowning. " It seems that way. When we visited last night. The tower was collapsed and the core was missing. It wasn't broken. Just someone separated it from the main place." Last night , indeed they decided to destroy it. But it was already destroyed once they went there. " Seems like Noah and Elijah have replaced their tower. They're hiding somewhere. Maybe some hidden places we don't know about. Send some patrolling Vampires. Tell them to inform you as soon as they find something suspicious."

"Have you maybe studied the buttons on the remote or anything like that since last time." "Even better," he pulls me upstairs. Once we're in his room, he shuts the door, "I went back to like the 1900s." "The what?!" "Like 1989 or something. I don't know. The point is, everything looked different. Everything was different. Way before the Reversal." "Wow." He seems so excited. The most excited I've ever seen him. "It was like opposite day or something. The men were literally ruling shit," he shakes his head slowly.

Sunlight broke through the clouds for the first time in weeks, bathing the ruined towers in pale gold. Lena stepped out, the baby sleeping quietly in her arms. “It’s over,” she whispered. Adrian looked out at the horizon, chest heaving. “For now.” Below them, the Spire continued to burn—its light fading, its secrets collapsing into dust. But deep inside the ruined tower, amid the smoke and the dying circuits, a single monitor flickered back to life. > Backup sequence engaged. Omega Protocol: Phase Two initializing.

"They’re requesting a sit-down to finalize the Parker Tower acquisition, Collins. When are you available? Also, do you have your asset statements ready? The market value of that spire has climbed to at least eighty million credits." The number made me pause. "Didn't it sell for half that amount during the collapse?" "It did, but that location is the heart of the Kingdom’s business district. With the growth of the last few years, the land value has skyrocketed." "Understood. I’m occupied today. Schedule the meeting for tomorrow morning." "I’ll finalize the arrangements."

They were only slightly startled when they saw the members being subdued on the ground. Gideon said, “Boss, do you see this? It’s not that I sold them out. They came rushing in on their own. It has nothing to do with me.” Everyone ignored him. Joshua’s eyes darkened, and he glared coldly at Alex and Anna as he said in a solemn voice, “My Amaryllis Tower has been established for twenty years. Back then, to make its status seem better, both doors had been built from thousand-year-old trees. They have never been kicked by anyone before. You guys are the first to do so!”