Novel & Cerita Under The Dome

"Tonight is the Alpha's hunting day. You, of all people, know the rules. What's the meaning of this?" Damian, an imposing figure with silvery-black fur, regarded Dad with an intensity that hinted at hidden motives. "Axel, my friend, my Alpha," Damian responded, feigning nonchalance. "I'm merely ensuring your safety. As your Alpha, I have to watch over you." Dad laughed, a sound that rang through the clearing like a challenge. "You find humour in strange places, Damian. What harm could befall me here? We are within the boundaries of our pack territory."

It necessitated my masquerade as a fish seller once again, to mingle, sell canned fish, and get closer to the people, explaining that the dome was there for their protection, offering them sustenance, all for free. Despite all efforts, some still rejected it. This brought to mind the divine paradox; with all His grace and love, some still disdain God. The spheres, following Babel policy, cannot harm humans but can detain them. Therefore, we apprehended those attempting to sabotage the dome, rehabilitated them, and planned to reintegrate them into the underground city, hoping they would become advocates for the Eden Dome. The population of the underground city dwindled as more people migrated

Luna Rose explained. "Really?!" That was very unusual to him. He volunteered to defend me or the pack, which one was right, I didn't care at all. Inside the dome was quiet compared to what was happening outside. I could remember my father once telling us that this dome was indeed made for emergency cases like this. No wonder every time there were rogue or hunter attacks when I was younger, there were no casualties reported. I wondered if the kingdom had this, too. It was safe... Not until...

"Many people helped bring this place to life, you know? It's just a place where Omegas like us can find a purpose." Torches are hanging on the walls and that's it for lighting outside the buildings. Inside them, a few people are using candles, and some even have lightbulbs. We walk past a few small homes and keep going until we reach a cavern called The Omegatrix. It's been built under the massive roots of a tree. I arch a brow at the name. "What does that even mean?"

And those orders echoed like thunder. --- That Night – Beneath the City The vault room was cold. Silent. Three stories underground, hidden beneath one of Dominic’s oldest clubs. Only three people alive knew it existed. He sat at the head of a black marble table, fingers steepled, drink untouched. Before him: a wall of glowing screens — street cams, security footage, satellite links. His empire, pulsing in real time. “Play the footage from Tuesday,” he said, voice like glass over steel. “Docks. 4:20 a.m.”

“What the hell?” “I’ll go from under,” one of the professors offers before diving into the water. As if it senses him, the dome hums—low, unnatural—and begins to pull away from us. I frown. This isn’t something we built in. Could it be tied to Arnold’s death? The thought digs in like a thorn. We move forward, but the dome keeps retreating until it’s pressed against the shore, sealing off any chance of swimming under. Whoever is behind this is either on the island or at Folkshore Harbor.

Phoebe added Making sure She heard her just before she entered her room. Her room hadn’t changed. Still small. Still cold. A corner of the house no one visited. The only difference was the silence inside her. A kind of quiet rage that simmered beneath her skin. She dropped onto her bed, pulled her knees to her chest, and stared at the cracked ceiling. She had two days. Two days before she became Adrian Wolfe’s bride. She imagined the ceremony.cold marble, strangers watching, her in white beside a man who knew everything about her, and yet she knew almost nothing about him. The idea made her stomach twist.

She had nowhere left to go. A glint flashed through Dominic's eyes. He deliberately slowed his pace and asked with a smile, "Do you know about the Hales' Underhall organization? I heard your family has a mountain and that you spend a lot of time there, right? Let me ask you something. Is there a way on that mountain to counter the Underhall's drugs?" Lana froze for a moment when she heard the question. Then she immediately replied, "Yes." This time, Dominic was the one caught off guard. He stopped in his tracks. "Seriously? You're not lying?"

I let it move. The dome rose slowly. I felt it extend outward from the four anchors simultaneously, climbing upward and inward at the same time, meeting itself at the apex above the pack in a seal that pulsed once, twice, and then settled into silence. From the inside, it would be invisible. It would be perfectly transparent and no one would see it. Anyone who dared to cross it wouldn’t last more than a minute outside without dying. It was beautiful, it was perfect.

The absence of his touch left a cold spot on her shoulder, a void she refused to acknowledge. The cabin fell back into silence. But the air between them had grown warmer. Noticeably warmer. Twenty minutes later, the car pulled smoothly into a secure compound. The gates slid open without a sound, revealing a sprawling underground facility. The doors slid open. Rain hammered against the ground outside, sending up clouds of white spray. Dominic stepped out first, his black tactical suit cutting a sharp, imposing figure against the night. Raindrops beaded on his shoulders, glinting like scattered diamonds under the dim lights.