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Chapter 263
~Xavier/Golden God’s POV~
When Snow had called me back then concerning his wife’s kidnapping, I wasn’t thrilled about leaving the house. But after the rescue mission, I stayed back to investigate to see if any clue was left behind.
I knew they were after Zara and Snow but I wanted to know more. Where was their lair? Knowing Snow, he’d never let a threat like Melvin go scot-free. But lucky me. I found a drive.
The drive was small, nondescript, just another piece of innocuous tech that could hold something world-shattering. I slid it into the port on my custom-built computer system, the soft whir of the machine syncing perfectly with the hum of the multiple screens in front of me.
With a flick of my wrist, I waved through the floating display, opening a new workspace to analyze the drive’s contents.
A message blinked onto the screen. "Encrypted. Access Denied."
I let out a sharp breath, muttering, "Fucking bastards."
The encryption was advanced—no surprise there. But they hadn’t met me. I cracked my knuckles and leaned forward, fingers dancing over the holographic keyboard.
Algorithms scrolled across the screens, one by one breaking down the layers of encryption. Each failure pushed a growl from my throat, but giving up wasn’t in my vocabulary.
After two gruelling hours of relentless hacking and several bypass manoeuvres, the final encryption key gave way with a satisfying ping.
"Got you," I murmured, leaning back as the decrypted data flooded the screen.
A set of coordinates appeared first, along with a date and time. I cross-referenced the coordinates with a global positioning system and pinpointed a remote location—deep within the Siberian wilderness.
My gut tightened.
Whatever they were planning wasn’t going to be simple.
But that wasn’t all.
I navigated further into the decrypted files, my fingers flying over the keyboard as I backtracked the source. Layer after layer, I delved into Melvin’s server.
Every firewall I came across was a testament to his paranoia. It didn’t matter though, I was better.
When I finally broke through, I saw them: names, messages, aliases. And then, buried within a string of coded phrases, a name jumped out at me.
"Umbra Clavis."
I froze. Latin. It rang a bell, but I wasn’t entirely sure. Quickly pulling up a translation program, I entered the phrase and what I saw burnt on the screen like a curse.
Shadow Clave.
"What the hell?" I muttered, my heart pounding as the name echoed in my mind.
Shadow Clave wasn’t just a name. It was a symbol—a whisper among the criminal underworld, a shadowy entity that even the most dangerous packs feared. And here it was, linked to Melvin.
I slammed my fist against the desk, my thoughts racing. If Shadow Clave was involved, this wasn’t just about Zara and Snow anymore. This was something bigger—much bigger.
Grabbing my phone, I dialled Snow.
"You’ve got to see this. Shadow Clave is in play. Call me ASAP."
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~Zara’s POV~
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