After I left, the twin Alphas went crazy novel Chapter 205

The deafening crack of a gunshot shattered the air, but it wasn’t Ethan who fell.

My breath hitched as I saw Ryan stagger backward, clutching his right shoulder.

His weapon clattered to the ground, his face contorted in shock and pain.

There, at the edge of the battlefield, stood Lirian, his stance steady, his eyes blazing with unyielding determination.

Smoke curled from the barrel of his gun, evidence of his impeccable aim.

Without hesitation, he raised his hand and signaled his squad of elite warriors, who charged into the fray like a tidal wave crashing against jagged rocks.

"Lirian!" I gasped, hope surging in my chest.

The battlefield erupted into a storm of movement.

Lirian’s squad moved with surgical precision, their coordinated attacks dismantling the enemy's defenses.

It was as though the tides of war had shifted in an instant.

Enemy lines crumbled, and the stalemate that had gripped us for so long finally broke.

Amid the chaos, I rushed to Ethan.

He was battered and bloodied, but alive.

Tears blurred my vision as I knelt beside him, my hands trembling as I touched his face.

"You're safe," I whispered, my voice cracking with relief. "You're safe."

Ethan’s lips curved into a weak smile.

"Thanks to you—and him." His gaze flicked to Lirian, who was still in the thick of the fight, directing his squad with fierce authority.

Hours later, the battlefield was ours.

Ryan, injured and seething, was captured as his subordinates covered his retreat.

Though his deputy had vanished, several of his underlings quickly folded under interrogation, revealing the locations of Ryan’s drug operations.

With a single order, I dispatched our warriors to destroy the warehouses and obliterate the poisoned veins of his empire.

The war was over.

At least for now.

Later that night, as the smoke of battle settled and the wounded were tended to, I sought out Lirian.

He stood by a fire, his expression unreadable as he cleaned his blade.

"Lirian," I called softly, drawing his attention.

His eyes met mine, and for a moment, I saw something there—something deeper than words could convey.

"How did you know?" I asked. "How did you know we were fighting here?"

Lirian’s gaze flickered, and he hesitated, as though weighing whether to share a secret he had carried for too long.