Hunted Hybrid Aegis War Saga 1 novel Chapter 143

Hunted Hybrid – Aegis War Saga 1

Chapter 143

Elowen POV

War Room

After the Call

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The moment the Beta crumbled to the floor, sobbing over his murdered daughter and the disappearance of Vaela and Soria, something inside me snapped.

Lyssira growled in my mind, loud enough to rattle my bones. “We hunt now. No mercy.”

“We don’t wait,” I snarled, turning to Draven. “We need eyes on Aegis. Now.”

He didn’t hesitate. “Agreed. We’ll send in a scout team. Quiet. Fast. If the girls are there, we’ll find them.”

Luna Aelira stepped forward, already giving silent orders to the mages.

Within minutes, two portal circles lit up along the floor, runic rings crackling with green and white energy. Four wolves and three bears stepped into position, armed and cloaked. Each wore enchanted sigils to mask their scents and presence.

Taya was among them, of course she was, paired with Rylen, Jace, and two of Bram’s elite grizzly guards. Their mission was clear… get in, observe, get out.

“Take nothing for granted,” I warned. “If you’re seen, you disappear. If you see them… record everything.”

Taya gave a single sharp nod. “If they’re alive, we’ll bring that truth back.”

And then they were gone, vanishing through the swirling green light.

Three Hours Later

War Room Recon Briefing

The portal flared to life again, and the strike team emerged, silent, grim, and vibrating with fury. Taya threw down a crystal recording orb. “You’re gonna want to see this.”

The orb lit up midair, projecting a clear illusion for all of us to see. And what we saw? Made my blood run cold.

Projection View

Aegis Compound, Montana

The camera hovered high, an overhead illusion fed by a scout’s sight rune. A massive compound sprawled beneath it: military grade fencing, armored bunkers, red suited guards with silver–tipped weapons. All of it screamed high security hellhole.

But then… it zoomed in.There they were. Vaela and Soria.

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Dressed in black combat gear, sweat slicked and focused, sparring in a massive training yard surrounded by vampires, soldiers, and cruel laughter. Lucien stood nearby, arms crossed, his gaze locked on Vaela like she was some prized pet.

And Varek… that smug motherfucker had his hand on Soria’s hip. Whispering in her ear. And then, he kissed her.

Taya’s voice snapped across the room. “They’re training them.”

Everyone stared, stunned. And then, Lucien cupped Vaela’s jaw, leaned in, and kissed her, slow and possessive, like she belonged to him.

I lost it. Vaela. Soria.Training with Lucien and Varek.

Laughing. Sparring. Fucking smiling.

And then, the kisses. Not forced. Not restrained. Fucking voluntary! What the fuck is happening!? Lucien cupping Vaela’s face like a twisted lover. Varek gripping Soria’s waist, his lips on hers like she belonged to him.

I stopped breathing. The room was dead silent, thick with disbelief. Draven’s voice broke first, low and tense. “You’re sure this footage is real?” Luna Aelira was sobbing softly, her hands covering her face.

“Recorded through a scout’s ocular rune,” Taya said, jaw tight. “It’s real.”

The footage was authentic. Recent. No illusion.

“They weren’t prisoners…” Rylen said, his voice flat. “They were recruits.”

Alaric growled. “Nay. Traitors.”

Something inside me snapped. My hands trembled. My ears rang. Lyssira howled so loud in my skull I could barely stand upright. “They chose the enemy. They turned their backs on us. On you.”

“They betrayed us,” I said, quietly at first. Then louder.

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