Semua Bab Taming My Five Alpha Baby Daddies: Bab 111 - Bab 120

ALLISON.His gaze didn’t waver. Never in my wildest imagination would I have thought that my brother could look at me with such ruthless eyes.“I’m losing patience, Allison. Come with me, or their blood will be on your hands,” he warned. His tone was ominous, enough to send a chill down my spine. And I knew it was not an empty threat, especially not when I was watching how the flames envelop his arms, waiting for his next command… looking to devour and burn us into crisp.I embraced Amaris tightly in my arms.Liam groaned from where he lay on the ground, barely conscious. His skin was scorched, his back marred with burn marks, but he still managed to croak out, “Don’t… don’t go…”My heart felt like it was being torn in two. I clutched Amaris tighter, her cries piercing through the crackling of the flames.“Are you really going to be the same useless, selfish girl from ten years ago, Allison? Are you going to let these people die because you’re too afraid to act?” Sullivan taunted.His

ALLISON.As the helicopter dipped lower, my stomach churned, and not just from the motion, but from the overwhelming sense of dread creeping over me. I couldn’t believe that I surrendered myself to them. I didn’t regret my decision but damn, I knew things were about to get messier from here. The only thing that could console me was by doing this, my daughter and everyone were safe, at least for now.I tried to keep a straight face the whole time but I was nervous. Every second felt heavier like the air was pressing in on my chest. When the chopper finally landed, the deafening roar of the blades eased into a low hum, but the tension didn’t let up. We were on a massive helipad, and my gut told me this wasn’t going to end well.Three of the masked men jumped out of the chopper first, followed by another two. Then, when I didn’t move, one of them shoved me out. I cursed under my breath when I almost landed on my face after getting pushed like a kid. It took me every bit of self-control I

ALLISON.My chest tightened at the thought. Sullivan had been my hero when we were kids. He was the big brother who always looked out for me, who protected me when no one else could. But that version of him was gone, replaced by someone I didn’t recognize—someone who could threaten to harm his own niece.But even now, seeing him like that, weak and defeated on the floor… it didn’t make sense.“Damn it, this is maddening,” I groaned.I let out a frustrated sigh and finally took in my surroundings. The room wasn’t exactly a dungeon, but it wasn’t far off. It was plain but oddly clean, almost fancy actually. A queen-sized bed sat against one wall, and an antique closet stood across from it. The place looked like a room from a forgotten fairytale castle and if I weren’t locked inside as a prisoner, I might’ve thought it was charming.But I couldn’t bring myself to care about the bed or the decor. I slumped back down onto the floor, burying my face in my knees.My mind drifted to Amaris an

ALLISON.“But that doesn’t make sense! You didn’t have this ability ten years ago! We were just ordinary Lycans. Sure, we were a bit stronger than the average werewolf, but we grew up without knowing any of this crazy shit!” I blurted.He finally looked at me, his eyes filled with a mixture of pity and firmness.“Mom hid our dragonblood heritage to protect us. She knew this would happen if anyone found out. Everyone would want a piece of our power,” he explained.I sank back against the wall, my head spinning. Holy shit. First, her family history, and now this? Just… how many things did our mom hide from us?He opened the photo album and pointed to a picture of our mother that I saw yesterday.“Mom belonged to the Drignis family. They are the last dragonblood family in history. They were hunted by dragonblood hunters who wanted their power. Her parents and older brother were captured, but she managed to escape. She lost her only home.”“This house,” I murmured, the realization dawning

ALLISON.He turned to his heel and left the door ajar as if urging me to follow him. And as much as I wanted to doubt his intentions, I still found myself following him. To my surprise, we did not meet a single guard as we walked through the dimly lit hallway.“Where exactly are we going?” I asked.“To the only passage out of this place.”Before I could ask anything else, he tossed a small object in my direction. Reflexively, I caught it.A bottle of spray.An imaginary bulb clicked in my mind when I recognized what it was. This was the same perfume River had given me to mask my lycan scent when he sent me to spy on Mason. Wow, I didn’t expect that I would get to use it again.“Spray a generous amount on yourself. Quick,” Sullivan ordered.The urgency in his voice left no room for argument. Bossy, but I obliged. I did as he said, fumbling with the cap before spritzing myself all over. This one has a very weird scent, almost like the scent of a withering flowering left under the sun, b