After I left, the twin Alphas went crazy novel Chapter 214

Lirian answered, his voice steady as he spoke.

On the other end, a council worker’s grave tone filled the air.

“Ryan has escaped,” the worker announced.

“He took advantage of the chaos caused by the raids to break out of prison. We suspect he might retaliate. Please, be cautious.”

My heart sank.

A chill coursed through me as I exchanged a wary glance with Lirian.

Ryan’s cooperative attitude during his confession had seemed genuine.

I hadn’t imagined he’d plot an escape.

What did he want now?

Before I could dwell on the implications, my bag vibrated faintly, but I ignored it.

I had silenced my phone earlier, missing the string of frantic calls and messages that had accumulated.

Somewhere in the distance, Ryan, dressed in nothing but his thin prison uniform, trudged through the cold streets, chasing after me with single-minded determination.

Suddenly, Lirian stiffened beside me, his body taut like a predator sensing danger.

Without warning, he grabbed my waist and pulled me sharply to the side.

A gleaming blade cut through the air where I’d stood moments earlier.

A man stepped from the shadows, his face twisted with rage.

I froze when I saw the familiar face.

He was the deputy who had run away from Ryan during the war!

“You!” he snarled, his voice carrying an edge of mania.

“Years of your meddling ruined everything. We could have ruled the underground by now!”

Lirian’s eyes narrowed, his grip on me protective yet unyielding.

“And you thought attacking us would solve that?” he countered, his tone laced with icy disdain.

The man was not alone.

Figures emerged from the dark, surrounding us with practiced ease.

They were armed and clearly prepared.

Lirian pushed me behind him, his body a solid wall of protection.

Despite his skill, the odds were stacked against us, and the fight escalated quickly.

Then, like a bolt of lightning, Ryan appeared.

His presence was both shocking and surreal.

He launched himself into the fray, fighting with a desperation that seemed to surpass his injuries and exhaustion.