After I Amazed the World the Cold Alpha Regretted

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 smiled

fought in the last war. The Werewolf Council has officially

courage, standing

in here and...

vanished in an instant,

for one reason, and one reason

hit

Pack? Here? In this hospital? Panic

to say something, but

brushed past her like a force of nature, and the nurse could do nothing but watch as they marched into the building.

room, the air was

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door, a gun in

voice, firm and unyielding, sliced

my daughter down,"

His expression remained calm, as if he wasn't facing the barrel of a

eyes-cold and determined-made me wonder if he even cared

grew sharper, carrying the weight

you don't, she'll hate you even more than she

got to him.

arms

flickered, and

His grip on me tightened for just a heartbeat

me back onto the hospital

and when I saw my mother standing there, it felt like

but now,

Mathira. My mother.

her name was enough to