Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 100: The Carnage

Elias laughed, his voice filled with mockery. "They’re asking us to kneel? How amusing!"

The others laughed too, their voices muffled beneath their sleek, black masks.

Sebastian’s calm voice cut through the laughter. "Don’t kill anyone. We came in peace. One strike... make them unconscious. On their count... Eight."

Eleanor stood silently, unmoving in the middle of the chaos, her expression detached. It was as if everything unfolding around her held no relevance to her. The storm of tension and uncertainty barely brushed against her serene, almost indifferent aura.

Meanwhile, the countdown from the opposing team continued, painfully slow and drawn out, perhaps to psyche themselves up or scare their targets.

"Six... seven... eight."

The moment "eight" rang through the hall, four shadow guards moved in a blur, like lightning unleashed.

Sebastian was the first to reach his target... a burly man with a thick scar running across his left cheek, the same man who had given the order to kneel. With surgical precision, Sebastian struck a hidden nerve cluster just beneath the man’s left ear. The man’s legs gave out immediately, the gun slipping from his grip as he slumped to the floor like a marionette with cut strings. He would be unconscious for at least thirty minutes.

Without missing a beat, Sebastian glided to the next man. A swift strike to the pressure point under the chin, and the second attacker collapsed before his eyes could register what had hit him.

As he turned to find his next opponent, he realized with a blink that there were none left.

Raphael and Elias were already standing tall. The two had always shared an unspoken rivalry. Raphael excelled with firearms; Elias, with blades. But in hand-to-hand combat, both believed they were the superior fighter. Unofficially, they had turned this ambush into their own little contest... and each had scored three knockouts.

Despite their success, they cursed their luck under their breath for not having more opponents to compete over, their grumbling drawing a chuckle from Alaric and Sebastian.

The four returned to their previous positions as if they had never moved. The only evidence of what had transpired were the ten unconscious bodies sprawled on the floor like discarded mannequins.

Behind the front desk, the two receptionists huddled together in terror. As soon as they had realized a fight was imminent, they had ducked under the desk, expecting gunfire to erupt. But after the eerie quiet that followed the count to eight, they only heard dull thuds. No bullets. No screams. Just silence.

And that silence was somehow worse.

***

Every pair of eyes was fixed on the laptop screen showing the

than any trained soldier, faster than Olympic

didn’t even need weapons," it was everyone’s thought at

officer was the first to break the silence. His voice

Open fire immediately. Don’t try to capture them... don’t let them get close

eight responded in unison. They stood up, saluted

handpicked and highly trained. If they failed, there would be no one else left to stop the

stayed seated, eyes glued to the camera feed, the tension in the room thick enough to cut with

***

are the rest of them? I thought today would be

firearms. You can’t afford to get reckless. And remember... you’re not allowed to transform in

and cold, as if reading a weather report. "A second team is approaching. They’ll

warning came just a

through the camera feed, had learned from their comrades’ mistakes.

bullet moved like molasses in the air. They twisted and contorted mid-dash, avoiding the incoming

entirely...

was when

the grace of a dancer and the precision of a killer, she pulled a small, gleaming nun chuck from her

bullet screamed

chuck collided with the bullet mid-air.

came...

moved like a spectre, her hair swirling behind her like the tail of a comet. Each bullet met the same fate: deflected by the impossibly timed arc of

her trust in Isadora unshaken. For the

fourth bullet was neutralized, the shadow guards had

sleep. We don’t have time to wait for them