Lahat ng Kabanata ng COLD COMMAND- The Secret Son: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 56

 The rain continued to pound the courtyard.Caius stood in the center of Reed Manor's grounds looking as though he'd just sentenced himself to death.Across from him, Grayson looked ready to tear the entire world apart."You buried Noah."The words came out dangerously soft.Caius nodded once."Yes."Savannah shook her head immediately."No."Her voice cracked."No, that's impossible."She stepped forward."You've never been here.""I know.""You never met Noah.""I know.""Then how could you possibly have buried my son?"Caius looked devastated."Because I was there."Silence.Nobody breathed.Dominic stepped in front of Savannah instinctively."Start talking."Caius looked toward Grayson."I'd rather explain this inside.""No."Grayson's silver eyes burned."You explain it now."Thunder rolled across the valley.Caius

 The wooden wolf sat in the center of the war room long after everyone else had left.Small. Worn smooth by tiny hands. A toy carved from cedar. A toy Savannah had buried with her son.And carved into its stomach were words that refused to leave anyone's mind.“HE CALLS ANOTHER MAN FATHER.”The message had done exactly what it was intended to do. It had shattered them completely. Grayson stood alone in the dark war room staring at the toy. He hadn't moved in nearly an hour.He couldn't.Because all he could think about was a little boy he had never known. A little boy who had grown up without him. A little boy who might still be alive. And according to whoever sent the message… That little boy had called someone else father.The door opened quietly. Grayson didn't turn."You should rest."Dominic.Grayson recognized the voice immediately."Not tired."Dominic walked farther

The twelve hooded figures remained kneeling in the mist, skeletal hands pressed against the ancient earth.The howl still echoed through the valley. And Grayson stood at the center of it all. Mason recovered first."Defensive positions!"Weapons came up instantly.Nothing happened.The Mourning Guard neither moved nor acknowledged the wolves surrounding them. Their attention remained fixed entirely on Grayson. Savannah stepped closer to him."Grayson."He didn't answer. Something inside him felt strange. Not dangerous, somehow familiar.Like hearing a voice he should recognize but couldn't quite remember. The lead guardian spoke again."Blood of Ardyn."Its voice sounded like stone grinding against stone."You have returned."Mason stepped forward."Who are you?"The hood turned toward him."We are the Mourning Guard.""We have waited."Lucas looked terrified."The stories said you died.""We did."No emotion.No hesitation."We continue still."Damon muttered, "I officially hate this