Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 125: Transylvania

Anthony sat in his study for what felt like an eternity. His thoughts spiraled endlessly, looping over everything that had just occurred. The encounter defied all logic. A man had entered his heavily guarded home, appeared in his private study without a single sound, conversed with him as though they were old acquaintances, and then simply vanished... right in front of his eyes. No doors opened, no shadows shifted. He was just... gone.

His heart pounded as he leaned back in his chair. He had heard whispers before... which he treated as rumors, about individuals with supernatural abilities. But that realm had always been in the special domain buried in the classified corners of MI5 or MI6 where even the highest ranking officials rarely permitted to venture.

Others treated this kind of story like fictions and from fantasy novels. No one liked to discuss such things seriously. They were fairy tales meant to scare children or entertain adults. Or so he had thought.

But now, after tonight, Anthony could no longer dismiss those stories as myth. That man... whoever or whatever he was... had power that Anthony could barely comprehend. It was as if someone had stepped straight out of a Marvel or DC comic book and into his study.

"If someone like that wanted to rob the vaults of the central bank, who could stop him?" Anthony thought, a cold sweat forming at his temples. "He could go anywhere undetected. It’s a miracle people with such power still choose to follow some form of order. Otherwise, the world would collapse into chaos."

Yet, what frightened him more was not the man himself... it was the person he referred to as "boss." A woman, clearly outside the sphere of traditional governments, who could command a person like that. Who was she? And how much power did she truly hold?

Worse still, his own daughter was now working for this mysterious figure. Anthony felt a chill snake down his spine. The air around him suddenly seemed colder. He wrapped his arms around himself and inhaled deeply, trying to ground himself.

whatever strange network he had stepped into, he had to follow it through. He had a daughter to care now. That

trusted ally who also happened to run a reputable genetic research center. It was late, but his friend answered after only two

the lab?"

finishing up some

to see you.

driving through the dimly lit streets, the box containing the mysterious blood sample tucked safely in his pocket. When he

across information that a woman might be his biological daughter, and he needed to confirm it through a paternity test. He left out all the supernatural elements and strange visitors. For now, the truth would

keep it completely anonymous," he assured. "You’ll have the results as soon

his daughter’s blood samples and returned home.

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nestled deep within the mist-laden wilderness of the Carpathian Mountains... territory once known to the world as Transylvania... stood a fortress

slumbering beast with its claws embedded in the rock, the obsidian colossus emerged from the mountain’s very bones. Its silhouette pierced the night like a crown forged of shadow, spires twisting upward to impale the stars. The walls