Chapter 45: Found The Tracker
Chapter 45: Found The Tracker
(Olivia’s POV)
Theodore stood in the empty corridor, his expression stern as ice. His dark eyes swept the space where he clearly saw us
enter moments ago.
Yet we had vanished completely. The positioning dot on his phone showed we were still in this building, but we were nowhere to be found.
His jaw clenched as he barked orders to his pack warriors. “Find my Luna! And I want to see Professor Vance.”
The warriors immediately flooded into the fire escape. Their heavy boots thundered as they searched every floor from
bottom to top.
At this moment, a staff member approached and guided him to the conference hall. Theodore was led toward the conference hall on the other side. His powerful frame radiated fury and suspicion.
He didn’t know I was behind the wall behind him. I watched him through a one–way mirror, my heart pounding against my
ribs.
Just as Theodore had pushed open the fire escape door, Killian wrapped his arm around my waist. His fingerprint opened a hidden door in the wall, bringing me into The Umbral Vault.
My back pressed against the cold steel plate. My hands rested against Killian’s chest while his palm remained at my
waist.
His burning breath washed over my face. The atmosphere between us became charged with unspoken tension.
The laboratory lights suddenly brightened. The harsh illumination made me blink rapidly.
Killian’s research team members welcomed my arrival. They had heard I was the internationally renowned strategist “Cipher” who struck fear into hostile packs worldwide.
Their curious gazes made me uncomfortable. Killian and I quickly withdrew our hands, exchanging an awkward glance before looking away.
A man with sharp features approached us. “Beta Gideon Frost,” he introduced himself curtly.
“Theodore’s pack warriors are searching throughout the building. They’re disrupting many researchers‘ work and demanding to find ‘Luna Olivia‘ at any cost.”
His expression was grave. “Theodore is currently at the press conference venue, demanding to see Professor Vance.”
Panic seized my chest. I couldn’t cause trouble for these people who were trying to help me.
“I need to leave,” I said urgently. “I’ll find another opportunity to return.”
I moved toward the door, but Killian blocked my path. His tall frame cast a shadow over me.
“If the tracking device isn’t removed from you, you’ll continue to be under Theodore’s control,” he said calmly. “We might not get another chance next time.”
His ice-blue eyes held mine steadily. “If you’re taken back by the Theodore without removing the device, it could expose
our base.”
“Besides, if you leave the Northern Territory, wearing a tracker will hinder Matthew’s operations.”
Facing his questioning gaze, I felt a deep sense of defeat. This man I once revered as a mentor now doubted my capabilities.
I remembered how he once trusted my abilities completely. He would follow my strategic plans without hesitation, even facing dangerous missions.
Now his doubt wounded me deeply. I lowered my eyes, avoiding his penetrating stare.
“I hadn’t considered things thoroughly enough,” I admitted quietly.
Killian’s expression softened slightly. “Enter the inner laboratory. Remove all your belongings and lie in the detection chamber.”
Without hesitation, I removed my mother’s ruby necklace. The precious stones caught the light as I set it aside.
My 9.9–carat diamond mating ring followed. The massive stone felt heavy in my palm.
Finally, I removed my dark gray hair clip. My long hair cascaded down my shoulders.
As I lay in the detection chamber with my eyes closed, memories flooded back. When had Theodore implanted the subcutaneous chip?
Such procedures required general anesthesia. When had he drugged me without my knowledge?
(Killian’s POV)
When I entered and saw Olivia in the detection chamber, only her face was visible above the gray–white chamber body. Faint sadness marked her expression – sadness caused by Theodore.
As the machine operated, hot air enveloped Olivia’s entire body. Her face gradually reddened and heated up.
Through the transparent cover, I saw tears sliding from the corners of her eyes. We both understood what subcutaneous chip implantation meant.
Unlike medical implants, it continuously released signals. It essentially subjected the body’s organs to constant interference with irreversible damage.
The machine completed its scan with a soft beep. “There is no signal source on your body,” I announced.
Relief flickered across Olivia’s features. She reached for her mating ring, but I suddenly grabbed her hand.
“Is this something you would never part with?” I asked urgently.
She shook her head and indicated her mother’s ruby necklace. “This is what I truly never leave behind.”
My blood ran cold. We discovered the tracking chip embedded within the necklace – a family heirloom passed down through generations of the Blackwood line.
Theodore knew she would never abandon it. He had exploited her love for her mother.
I worked skillfully to remove the chip without damaging the necklace. The delicate procedure required steady hands and precise movements.
“He used your mother against you,” I said quietly.
Olivia’s face crumpled with pain and betrayal. Her hands trembled as she watched me work.
When I finished, I stood behind her to help put the necklace back on. My burning fingers and the cool necklace created ripples on her swan–like neck.
The moment became intimate. Her skin was soft and warm beneath my touch.
Then I picked up her mating ring. “Are you willing?” I asked, sliding the diamond ring onto her finger before she could
Chapter 45: Found The Tracker
refuse.
My hand clasped her delicate one. Her pulse fluttered beneath my thumb.
(Olivia’s POV)
4a Points
Electric currents surged through my veins, striking my heart. I met Killian’s direct gaze, drowning in his deep, ocean–like
dark eyes.
Passionate waves seemed ready to draw me in. He began confessing his feelings, his voice low and intense.
“I have global assets,” he said, listing his advantages. “A respected professorship, military honors, a healthier lifestyle than
Theodore.”
His grip on my hand tightened. “I respect your wishes more. I support your career pursuits.”
My heart hammered against my ribs. This wasn’t how things were supposed to go.
“I love you, Olivia,” he declared directly.
I couldn’t accept my revered mentor falling from his pedestal this way. Panic seized me as I nervously retreated.
My back hit the detection chamber. I tumbled backward into it, pulling Killian down with our clasped hands.
His soft lips met mine as we fell. The still–running detector automatically closed the chamber door, trapping us tightly together.
We couldn’t move in the confined space. His weight pressed against me, his breath mingling with mine.
At that precise moment, Theodore’s voice penetrated our eardrums through the intercom system.
“Professor Vance, what have you done to my Luna!”
