The Apocalyptic Queen's Werewolf Journey (Thora and Darius) novel Chapter 153

**Shadows Hearts by Joseph King**

**Chapter 153: Before It’s Too Late**

Deep within the confines of a forsaken factory in a far-off empire, the atmosphere buzzed with a mix of anticipation and tension.

“Boss, I’ve completed the modifications,” Maddox declared, his voice echoing slightly in the cavernous space as he flung a newly altered gun into Thora’s waiting hands.

With deft fingers, Thora caught it, her eyes narrowing as she assessed its weight and balance. “This is impressive. The performance surpasses the last batch you worked on,” she remarked, a hint of admiration coloring her tone.

Maddox’s face brightened, a grin spreading across his features as he shot a triumphant glance at Harvey and Tristan, who stood nearby.

A flicker of jealousy sparked in the eyes of his companions. Compliments from the boss were a rare treasure, a coveted prize that could elevate one’s status among the team. Anyone lucky enough to receive such praise would boast about it for days on end.

As Thora’s lips curled into a rare smile, she glanced around at her team, taking in their expressions before her gaze shifted to a location projected on the screen before them. “Our next target is here,” she announced, her voice steady. “The mission is infiltration.”

The moment the location flashed on the screen, an electric thrill coursed through the group. Excitement bubbled just beneath the surface, barely contained.

Since their departure from Wolffang Base, Thora had been at the helm, guiding them through various operations across the Chaules on the Blue Star.

According to her, this was more than just a mission; it was a training exercise. Each battle they engaged in would serve as a critical evaluation, a test to determine if they still possessed the skills necessary to remain part of Wolffang!

This understanding fueled their determination. They poured every ounce of effort into each encounter.

Back when they first left Wolffang, they had arrived with a full set of gear but only a single standard-issue handgun to defend themselves.

Yet, with that solitary weapon, they had managed to seize superior firearms from the clutches of notorious criminal organizations and thief syndicates.

Maddox had then worked his magic, completely overhauling and modifying those weapons into formidable tools that perfectly matched their combat needs.

They had never anticipated that the satisfaction of becoming self-sufficient would feel so exhilarating.

What astonished them even more was the realization that Thora’s tactical command was at an unparalleled level—she was a true commander.

Back at the base, they had merely listened as she outlined strategies, but in the heat of actual combat, they experienced firsthand the undeniable truth behind every word she spoke. Each instruction was a stepping stone toward victory.

Meanwhile, in the sleek, modern office of the Skybound Group CEO,

Darius regarded the young man seated across from him with a cool, assessing gaze. “Shouldn’t you be at home, Felix?” he asked, his tone laced with an icy edge.

Felix shifted uncomfortably, his expression a mix of defiance and irritation.

Over the past few months, this young man had become a persistent thorn in Darius’s side, causing trouble at every turn, whether he had a legitimate reason or not.

For every trivial issue, Felix would show up at Darius’s door, demanding assistance, and he always ended his requests with that same, infuriating line. “Aren’t you my brother-in-law? My sister said if I need anything, come to you.”

If Felix thought he was being clever, Darius wasn’t buying it for a second.

For the sake of those three words—“brother-in-law”—Darius had extended his help a few times, but he had never anticipated the brat would continue to push his luck further and further.

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