Chapter 212

Third POV:

The clock struck one in the morning, and the hospital sat in eerie silence, its hallways dimly lit by flickering fluorescent lights.

The quiet hum of machines blended with the occasional shuffle of nurses' shoes.

Suddenly, the rumble of multiple car engines broke through the stillness, making the nurse on night duty jump.

She hesitated, peering through the large windows by the entrance, her heart pounding in her chest.

at she saw made her blood run cold.

Several sleek, black SUVS rolled up to the hospital's front door, their headlights casting sharp beams through the misty night air.

One by one, the doors swung open, and from them emerged a formidable sight: hundreds of strong, burly warriors clad in dark clothing, their faces unreadable but their presence menacing. Each man moved with the disciplined grace of an elite fighter, their eyes glowing with a quiet but deadly fury.

The nurse clutched her clipboard tighter, her hands trembling.

She took a step forward, her voice small and wavering, "W-who are you people?"

The group

remained silent for a beat, the tension thick in the air.

Then, a woman stepped forward from the leading SUV. She was tall, her posture commanding, with sharp, confident strides.

Her raven-black hair was pulled into a tight ponytail, and her piercing eyes held an intensity that could shatter steel.

"My name is Freya," she said in a cold, even tone. "I'm the beta of the Thorne Valley Pack."

The nurse blinked, a confused frown crossing her face.

She hadn't heard of this pack before. Her mind raced-where had these people come from, and what were they doing here?

woman with a softer expression but equally intense presence

noticing the nurse's confusion. "But we formed an alliance and fought in the last war. The

courage, standing

she stammered. "You can't just walk in here and... and do whatever you please! This isn't a place

smile vanished in an

chaos. We are here for one reason,

hit the

Here? In this hospital? Panic surged through

her mouth to say

nature, and the

the hospital room, the air was thick

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gun in her hand, pointed directly at

firm and unyielding, sliced through

my daughter down," she

flinch. His expression remained calm, as if he wasn't facing the barrel

in his eyes-cold and determined-made me wonder if

sharper, carrying the

her down*. If you don't, she'll hate you even more than she

got to him.

arms stiffened around me, the hesitation in

and I could see the struggle within

ready to let go. His grip on me tightened for just

he lowered me back onto

saw my mother standing there, it felt like the dam had

now, I couldn't hold it in

Mathira. My mother.

her name was enough to

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