Semua Bab The Breeder Luna And Her Three Mates - A Werewolf Erotica : Bab 41 - Bab 50

Amaya's POVEverything happens in slow motion.Morrison reaches for his weapon. Stone fires first—not at him, at the computer. It explodes in sparks. The office plunges into chaos.Luciano moves in front of me, a wall of muscle and protection. Alvaro's already shifted partially, claws extended. Javier's calculating angles, looking for an exit."Don't make this difficult," Stone says calmly, gun now pointed at Morrison. "We just want the girl. The rest of you can walk away.""Not happening," all three of my mates snarl in unison."Then people die." Stone's expression doesn't change. "Your choice."The bond is screaming. My mates want to fight, want to protect me, but they're outgunned. Four armed adults against three college students and one federal agent whose weapon is still holstered.We're going to lose this.Unless I do something."Okay," I say, stepping around Luciano. "Okay, I'll go with you.""Amaya, no—" Javier starts."Nobody else needs to die because of me." I meet Stone's e

Amaya's POVThe person behind Emma is young. Maybe mid-twenties. Blonde hair, athletic build, completely unremarkable except for the way they're standing—too still, too controlled, like a predator pretending to be prey.I recognize them from the files. Project Eleven.Enhanced speed and reflexes. Capable of moving faster than the eye can track."Let her go," I say, keeping my voice steady. "Whatever you want, it's with me. Not her.""That's where you're wrong." Project Eleven's smile doesn't reach their eyes. "I want all of you to understand something. The people who sent me? They're not playing games anymore."Emma's terrified, tears streaming down her face. "Amaya, I'm sorry. They were in the apartment when I got home. They made me call—""Shh." Eleven's hand tightens on her shoulder. "No one's blaming you, Emma. You did exactly what you were supposed to."My mates are tensed beside me, ready to attack. But Eleven is faster than all of us combined. If they want to hurt Emma, they'll

The elevator groaned as it dropped deep into the earth. The walls were cold, grey metal, and the air smelled like old bleach. I stood between Alvaro and Javier, with Luciano right behind me. I could feel the heat coming off them. Since they took those serums to save me, their presence felt louder, like their wolves were right under the skin. “Stay close,” Alvaro said. He didn’t look at me, but his hand gripped my waist like he was afraid I would float away. “I’m fine, Alvaro,” I muttered. “I’m the one who wanted to talk to him.” “You don’t know what he is, Amaya,” Javier snapped. He wasn't smiling. Usually, Javier had a joke for everything. “Project One isn't a person. He’s a weapon that went wrong.” The doors hissed open interrupting what I wanted to say. Agent Morrison was waiting for us. He looked tired, his suit wrinkled. “He’s in the high-security block. We’ve got him behind reinforced glass, but keep your distance. He’s... sensitive.” “Sensitive?” Luciano asked,

AMAYAThe facility was still shaking as we ran.The red lights made the smoke look like blood.My heart was thumping against my ribs, and every time the babies kicked, it felt like a jolt of electricity.We didn’t stop until we were outside, deep in the trees where the air was cold and fresh.Alvaro stopped suddenly. He tilted his head, his nostrils flaring."I smell him," Alvaro whispered."Voss?" Javier asked. He was leaning against a tree, trying to catch his breath. His face was pale, but his eyes were assessing ."Not Voss," Alvaro said. "His scent is stale. But I smell the chemicals. The same ones they used in the lab. It’s faint. Like a trail of sour milk.""Can you follow it?" I asked.Alvaro didn't answer. He just took off, moving through the bush faster than any wolf I had ever seen.We had to struggle to keep up.Luciano stayed by my side, his hand hovering near my back in case I tripped."Slow down, Alvaro!" Luciano called out.He did. He led us up a steep ridge to an old

AMAYA.The men in black were gone as soon as they had appeared. It was like they were gone in the blink of an eye.Tomas had vanished back into the dark trees too. One second he was there, looking at me with those sad, scarred eyes, and the next, there was only the sound of the wind.Alvaro, Javier, and Luciano had gotten on their feet in a second.Luciano looked around before coming back to me."It was a trick," Alvaro growled. He kicked the a stone away. "A distraction.""Where did they go?" I asked. My heart was still slamming against my ribs. I felt the babies move, a sharp, nervous flutter in my gut."They didn't want a fight," Javier said. He was looking at the trail where Tomas had stood. "They wanted us to know they could get close. It was a warning."We didn't stay in the woods after that.We walked back to the academy in total silence.The sun was coming up, turning the sky a bruised purple color.The school felt different now.Every shadow looked like a soldier. Every open