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 front hall’s live feed. No one

unreal... faster than any trained soldier, faster than Olympic sprinters.

it was everyone’s

was the first to break the silence. His voice

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

up, saluted with stern faces,

they failed, there would be no

camera feed, the tension in the room thick

***

Elias yawned dramatically. "Where are the rest

firearms. You can’t afford to

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

just a second

camera feed, had learned from their comrades’ mistakes. They entered the hall

leapt into motion. For them, time slowed. Every bullet moved like molasses in the air. They twisted and contorted mid-dash, avoiding the incoming fire with a

entirely... but dangerously veered

was when

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

bullet screamed

bullet mid-air. A metallic chime echoed in the hall,

shot came...

comet. Each bullet met the same fate: deflected by the impossibly timed arc of her blade. Sparks rained around her

move. She stood her ground, her trust in Isadora unshaken. For the first time, she

bullet was neutralized, the shadow guards

in their earpieces, calm and composed. "Put them all to sleep. We don’t have