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I turn to Vale, still stationed at his computer array.

"Can you get anything solid on Patient 495?" I won't mention the other omegas –let the other units choose their charges when they join in."The more we know going in, the better our chances."

"I'll do my best," Vale nods, already diving back into his digital hunt. "Once I have something concrete, I'll head to the site with the modified vehicle. We'll need proper cover for surveillance."

"Vale." Atlas's voice carries a weight that makes us all pause. "You stay in position unless there's a genuine emergency."

The frown that crosses Vale's face is pure frustration, but before he can protest Atlas moves. He crosses the room with that uncanny grace of his, finding Vale's shoulder unerringly and gripping it hard.

"Listen to me," he says, voice softer but no less intense. "That place is massive. A labyrinth of corridors and security checkpoints. I know you have an injection that can give you full mobility, but it's temporary. If it wears off while we're trying to escape..."

He pauses, squeezing Vale's shoulder harder.

"I can't let you be captured. They'd torture you, probably kill you, and I won't—" His voice catches slightly. "I won't watch you die. Not after everything you've fought through."

The moment between them feels almost too private to witness. Vale swallows hard, his usual tactical precision cracking to show the emotion beneath. "Thank you," he whispers. "For caring enough to stop me."

Atlas nods once, sharp and decisive.

"Infiltration starts three hours before sunrise. That's when shift changes happen. When guards are less alert of their surroundings."

The plan crystallizes around us – four units, four omegas, one chance to change everything. Kieran stretches, his grin turning feral.

"Let's go get those subdivision fuckers and infiltrate Ravenscroft."

I take a deep breath, steadying myself for what's to come.

We're about to dive into the dragon's den to retrieve an omega everyone seems to want. The risk is enormous, and the potential for failure is catastrophic.

But looking at my pack – at their strength, excitement, and brilliant determination – I know we'll succeed.

We have to.

Because this isn't just another mission.

This is about changing the system that creates places like Ravenscroft in the first place.

And potentially finding something we didn't know we were missing in the process.

9

SELFISH IMPLICATIONS AND HOPEFUL REVOLUTION

~NYX~

"Iwonder if my family is the reason I’m here…”

The ceiling holds no answers, but I stare at it anyway, counting cracks in the darkness while the voices in my head whisper possibilities.

Six years of torture, of trials, of transformation into whatever I am now – and I can't help but wonder if my family put me here.

The others have found what rest they can in their corners, but sleep eludes me. Their stories echo in my mind, each one a possible reflection of my own lost history.

Could I have had a sister like Azurite? Someone who shared my face but harbored enough jealousy to condemn me to this place? The fragments of memory that sometimes surface take on a darker meaning now.

Or perhaps it was a parent, like in Luna's case. Someone who saw omega designation as the final shame in a long list of imperfections. The voices remind me that I must have had some "flaw" that made me undesirable, some reason beyond simply being an omega that landed me in Ravenscroft's special research program.

The lullaby floats through my mind again, that haunting melody I can never quite grasp.

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