Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 99: The Containment Operation

It all started with a misunderstanding.

Sebastian had clearly stated that they came in peace. No weapons had been drawn. No threats had been made. The receptionist had calmly relayed the request for a meeting... nothing more, nothing less. And yet, within minutes, Imperial Haven had activated its full battle protocol.

All because of one man’s paranoia.

To be fair, the security officer couldn’t really be blamed. He had no idea that this group of black-clothed visitors bore no connection to the previous attack that had haunted the organization. The figures on the camera looked too similar. Their dark battle suits, the masks, the commanding presence... they triggered old memories and even older fears.

He simply thought isolating them was the safest option... to prevent potential reinforcements from joining the scene. But deep down, a more primitive instinct had nudged his decision. The fear of black-clad warriors had rooted itself so deeply within him that even logic took a backseat. Not that he’d ever admit that, of course.

After initiating the highest-level security lockdown, the officer rushed back to his room. He stared at the camera feed once again, expecting chaos... gunfire, demands, resistance. Instead, he found all six intruders standing perfectly still in the center of the entrance hall.

Unmoving. Unbothered. Unshaken.

The calmness in their stance somehow strengthened his resolve. If they were buying time, perhaps they were stalling for backup. That couldn’t be allowed.

Quickly, he threw on his uniform and secured the holster of his sidearm. A woman, barely dressed and still groggy from sleep, sat on the bed behind him.

"Close the door," he instructed, his tone urgent but calm. "No matter what happens, don’t open it for anyone but me."

The woman nodded quickly, tightening the sheets around her. "Okay."

He spared one last glance at the laptop screen, then grabbed it and rushed out the door.

The officer didn’t bother with the elevator. He was on the third floor and didn’t want to risk delays. Taking the stairs two at a time, he made his way down to the first-floor private box area. Along the corridor, he passed several members of the organization who had gathered and were already whispering about the alert.

he ordered curtly. They fell into

the ground floor. As they approached, the murmur of voices quieted. Everyone in the restaurant turned toward the officer with expectant,

intruders have entered Imperial Haven. We suspect they’re here to cause trouble.

voice steady and authoritative. "All security personnel... come with me. The rest of you, remain seated and

showing the six strangers exactly where he’d left them. One woman, elegant and composed, stood at the center. The five others, dressed in full tactical

They just stood there.

still. As if they were

make it harder to keep aim and may escalate things unnecessarily. The intruders aren’t visibly armed. If they’re hiding anything, it’s probably handguns. Ten should be enough for

back... stand down and return to your seats.

vests from the hooks beside the counter. They inspected their weapons, checking magazines and loading fresh rounds. Some even switched out for extended

front hall. If they leave that space, we’ll lose visual and they could disappear into the building. When you exit the restaurant, immediately take control of the surrounding corridors, the

then added, "Approach slowly. Demand their surrender. If they resist, fire at their legs. If they attack... shoot to kill. Aim for the

gaze across

sir!" the ten

straightened to full height and raised his right hand to his temple

attention and returned the salute, their voices

another word, they turned

shut behind

eight and said, "Be ready to assist if

quickly suiting up and arming themselves. If things turned sour, they would reinforce the first

woken by the sound of strange metallic grinding of the lockdown... began filtering into the restaurant. Most took a seat silently,

Tension filled the air.

***

her arms folded and her expression flat. If anything, she looked more bored than angry. The prolonged silence