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The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 74. Shadows of the Past
Elijah sat at his desk, the dim light casting shadows on the stacks of documents that surrounded him.For hours, he had been poring over old files, digging into the murky past of Mary Shaw and her false accusations that had once shattered the Norton family. But the deeper he looked, the more lies and manipulation he uncovered.The accusations Mary had made weren’t just a tool to discredit his grandfather—they were part of a larger conspiracy.All four major families had been involved, their hands dirty with deceit.Each one had played a role in bringing down the Nortons, weakening them so that they could seize control of the family's wealth and power.Elijah clenched his fists as he read through the details.His grandfather had been framed for a crime he didn’t commit, and the other families had worked together to destroy everything his family had built.Worse, Duke West’s rise to power had been directly linked to Mary Shaw’s lies. She had been a pawn, used to push Duke further into t
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 75. The Gathering Storm
Elijah moved swiftly through the dark alleyways, his face obscured by a sleek black mask.The night was silent, but his mind was anything but. Tonight, he would confront Mary Shaw—the woman who had played a pivotal role in the destruction of the Norton family.She had lied about his grandfather, accusing him of crimes he hadn’t committed, and now Elijah needed the truth. Not for revenge alone, but to dismantle the alliances built on those lies.Arriving at a secluded warehouse, Elijah saw her waiting nervously by the door.Mary had been summoned, unaware of who would meet her. She came here due to the blackmailing messages from an unknown resource. When she saw the masked figure approaching, her fa
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 76. Ties That Bind
Sophia sat at her desk, staring blankly at the screen in front of her. The work she had been doing on the Lando Yale billion-dollar project was important, yet it felt empty.Her family’s constant pressure weighed heavily on her, especially her grandfather Ethan’s demands for more. No matter how hard she worked, it never seemed to be enough.Her phone rang, snapping her out of her thoughts. She glanced at the caller ID—Ethan Donald. With a sigh, she answered.“Sophia,” her grandfather’s voice boomed through the line, not even waiting for her to say hello.“We need to discuss your performance. The Lando Yale project is fine. It was the turning point for us, but it’s not enough. The Donald family needs more than that.”“I’m doing everything I can,” Sophia replied, her voice tight. “This project is massive, and it’s—”“Massive isn’t enough,” Ethan interrupted.“You’ve been away too long. Your absence is making people question your commitment. I need you back in full capacity. Get out ther
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 77. The Gala of Shadows
Elijah, dressed in his James Hamesworth persona, stepped into the lavish ballroom, his sharp eyes scanning the crowd.The grand chandeliers cast a golden glow over the room, where the elite of Arthurton mingled, exchanging secrets behind polite smiles.But Elijah wasn’t here for the pleasantries. This was a battlefield, and every word, every glance could be a weapon.Olivia appeared beside him, her hand slipping into his arm with a smile that barely hid her excitement.She wore a shimmering, deep red gown that clung to her frame, drawing the attention of nearly every man in the room. But her eyes were only on Elijah.“I’m glad
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 78 Hidden Agendas
The ballroom hummed with low conversations and clinking glasses, but Elijah’s focus was razor-sharp.Every movement, every whispered word was under his scrutiny. His mask of calm, as James Hamesworth, remained intact as he lingered near Duke West and William Winter, listening intently to their conversation.They were standing near a large marble pillar, their voices low but just audible enough for Elijah to catch snippets of their plans.“Evendore will bow to us,” William said, his tone dripping with ambition.His eyes gleamed as he took a sip of champagne. “Once we secure Lando Yale’s holdings and consolidate the remaining Shaw properties, no one will stand in our way.”Duke West nodded, though his face was grim. “Power comes with sacrifice, William. Remember that. We don’t just need business leverage. We need military might. This city will only stay under control if we crush the weak.”William chuckled, adjusting his suit jacket. “Which is why I’m relying on you, Duke. You’ve got th
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 79. A Storm Brews
Elijah entered Arthur Palace late in the evening, his steps slowing as he approached Sophia’s room. He could feel the weight of the day settling on his shoulders.Battles fought on multiple fronts were exhausting, but his biggest concern remained with the woman he loved. Sophia sat by the window, her face illuminated by the soft glow of the setting sun. She looked stronger, her physical recovery evident, but the emotional toll still showed in the way her shoulders slumped slightly and the distant look in her eyes.Elijah approached quietly, placing a hand on her shoulder. "How are you feeling?"Sophia sighed, her fingers tracing the edge of the windowpane. "Physically, I’m getting there. But..." Her voice trailed off, her gaze still fixed on the horizon."It’s just everything else, Elijah. My family—they don’t care about my health. All they see is the business, the money. My mother, May, is constantly nagging me about getting more money. Grandfather is pressuring me to sign more cont
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 80. The Battle for Control
Elijah sat at the head of his study table, the weight of his plans settling over him like a thick fog. The message he had received about Duke West and William Winter had been clear. They were preparing to strike, and Elijah knew the confrontation was no longer avoidable.He leaned back in his chair, his eyes scanning the scattered papers detailing the Winters’ business operations and Duke West’s moves. Doug stood in the doorway, waiting for instructions.“I need more intel on Duke West,” Elijah said, his tone sharp.“Every move he makes, every business deal he’s involved in—I want to know about it. We can’t afford to be blindsided.”Doug nodded. “Understood, Marshal. I’ve already set up surveillance, but I’ll dig deeper. I’ll have a report for you by the end of the day.”“Good,” Elijah replied, his gaze drifting toward the window.“And keep a closer eye on the Winters. Something tells me they’re not far behind Duke West in this.” Doug left without another word, and Elijah remained i
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 81. Family vs. Love
Elijah sat quietly, watching Sophia across the room as she flipped through some documents. He could sense the frustration bubbling inside her, her movements stiff and deliberate.She’d been like this for days—distant, tense, and more upset than usual. He knew she was starting to feel the strain of her family’s pressure, but it wasn’t just that. Elijah’s constant disappearances were wearing her down, too.Finally, Sophia broke the silence. “Elijah, we need to talk,” she said, her voice controlled, but he could hear the edge of frustration.He looked up from his laptop, meeting her eyes. “What’s on your mind?”Sophia set the papers down, crossing her ar
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332. No Safe Haven
“Elijah.” Sophia’s voice was hoarse as she stumbled forward, exhaustion evident in her every step. The moment she saw him, something inside her steadied. Elijah turned, his sharp gaze locking onto her. Relief flickered in his eyes, but only for a moment. He stepped toward her, scanning her face. “You’re hurt.” “I’m fine,” she said, though the trembling in her limbs told a different story. Doug kept his rifle raised as he surveyed the others. “Marshal, we need to move. Now.” Lando scoffed, brushing snow off his coat. “Move where? We’re boxed in.” Elijah ignored him, his mind already working through the problem. They were outnumbered, trapped in the ruins of a dead village with no easy way out. But surrender wasn’t an option. Cassian stepped forward, his face grim. “We spotted patrols in every direction. They’re closing in.” Sophia’s stomach clenched. “He’s here, isn’t he?” Cassian nodded. “The Warden is leading them himself.” A heavy silence settled over the group.
331. A Ghost from the Past
“This place gives me the creeps, Marshal,” Doug muttered, stepping carefully over the snow-covered ground. Elijah didn’t respond immediately. His sharp eyes scanned the abandoned village, taking in the half-collapsed roofs, the broken windows, and the eerie silence. The storm had buried much of it under ice and snow, but traces of its past remained—scattered tools, torn banners, faded carvings on the walls. A place forgotten by time. Elijah crouched, brushing away snow from a wooden sign. The words beneath were barely legible, but he could make them out. RavengateHe frowned. “I’ve heard this name before.” Doug tightened his grip on his rifle. “What is this place, sir?” Elijah’s fingers trailed over the letters. “A research site. One of The Warden’s early bases.” Doug stiffened. “You think Sophia was here?” Elijah stood, his expression unreadable. “Maybe. Or someone like her.” They moved carefully through the ruins, their boots crunching over ice. The deeper they wen
330. The Price of Power
“Elijah! Can you hear me?” Doug’s voice was hoarse, barely cutting through the howling wind.Elijah groaned, his body half-buried in the snow. His limbs ached, and his head throbbed from the impact. He forced himself upright, shaking off the dizziness. The avalanche had separated them from the others, leaving nothing but a wasteland of ice and silence.“I’m here,” Elijah rasped, wiping blood from his forehead.Doug exhaled in relief and moved toward him, limping slightly. “Thank the gods. I thought you were buried alive.”Elijah steadied himself and scanned their surroundings. The sheer cliffs stretched endlessly, s
329. Into the Storm
“This is madness,” Lando muttered, tightening his cloak against the bitter wind. “A frozen death trap waiting to swallow us whole.” “No other way,” Elijah said, his voice firm as he led the group through the narrow path. The wind howled through the ravine, a brutal force against their already exhausted bodies. Doug kept pace beside him, eyes scanning the ridges above. “Marshal, we’re exposed here. Too easy to ambush.” Elijah knew he was right. The walls of ice loomed over them like towering prison bars, offering no cover. Every step forward felt like an invitation for an attack. Sophia shivered, pulling her arms tightly around herself. The cold was relentless, seeping through her bones. Her body still ached from the last fight, her mind even more so. She could feel the power inside her, restless and hungry. Cassian trailed behind, checking their back. “No movement yet. But it’s too quiet.” “Always is,” Lando said grimly. “Right before the knife sinks in.” The wind picked
328. The Hunt Never Ends
“We need to keep moving,” Elijah said firmly, scanning the horizon. The cold night stretched endlessly before them, the distant howling of wolves blending with the wind. Doug adjusted his rifle and nodded. “Yes, Marshal. But they’re gaining on us. We can’t keep running forever.” Sophia, leaning against a rock for support, tried to steady her breathing. The escape had drained her. The battle had taken more than just her strength—it had carved something dark inside her, something she wasn’t sure she could control. Lando let out a dry chuckle. “Oh, we could keep running. But it won’t matter. The Warden isn’t hunting us.” He tilted his head toward Sophia. “He’s hunting her.” Elijah’s eyes darkened, but he didn’t take the bait. “And yet, here you are, running with us.” Lando smirked. “Self-preservation. The Warden isn’t the forgiving type.” Doug shot him a glare but stayed silent. The tension was thick, but they had bigger problems. Their pursuers weren’t far. Cassian returne
327. No Way Back
“They’re everywhere!” Doug shouted, firing off a round as he ducked behind a broken tree. Elijah gritted his teeth, his sword slicing through one of the Warden’s men. The ambush had been fast—too fast. They had barely taken a breath before the enemy forces had surrounded them, cutting off every possible escape route. Sophia moved beside him, her breathing heavy. For the first time since her capture, she was fighting at his side. Her hands trembled, energy crackling at her fingertips. It felt different now—stronger, wilder. “I can stop this,” she murmured. Elijah blocked a strike, shoving an attacker back with sheer force. “Not like that,” he snapped. She met his gaze, frustration and fear warring inside her. “If I don’t, we’ll die.” Lando’s voice cut through the chaos. “She’s right.” He crouched beside Cassian, both of them covering Doug’s flank. “The only way out of this is a full-scale wipeout. And she’s the only one who can do it.” Elijah’s jaw tightened. “Absolutely
326. Reunion in the Dark
“She’s here!” Doug’s voice cut through the silence, his breath visible in the cold night air. Elijah rushed forward, his boots crunching against the ice-covered ground. The dim moonlight barely illuminated the small clearing where Sophia lay motionless in the snow. She was barely breathing. His heart clenched. He had imagined this moment over and over—the moment he’d finally find her. But not like this. Not pale and broken, her clothes torn, her body trembling. Elijah dropped to his knees beside her, his gloved hand brushing her cheek. “Sophia.” His voice was low, urgent. “Wake up.” A flicker of movement—her eyelids fluttered open. Her golden-brown eyes locked onto his, but something was different. There was a strange glow beneath their depths, something unnatural. “Elijah…” Her voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper. “I’m here,” he murmured, his grip tightening around her freezing hand. “You’re safe now.” Behind him, Cassian shifted uneasily. “Marshal… we need to be c
325. Blood in the Snow
“I won’t die here.”Sophia muttered the words through gritted teeth, pushing forward through the biting wind. Snow whipped against her face, the freezing air seeping into her bones. Her legs felt like lead, her breath came in ragged gasps, but she couldn’t stop. Stopping meant death.Her body ached, every step a battle. She had lost count of how many hours she had been running, how many times she had stumbled through the endless white expanse. The world around her was eerily silent, save for the distant howling of the wind.And the hunters were getting closer.She could feel them. Even without seeing them, she knew they were near. The Warden’s creations—twisted monsters with enhanced speed, strength, and senses far beyond human capabilities. They had been bred for one purpose: to track and kill.And right now, they were tracking her.A branch snapped somewhere behind her.Sophia spun, her breath catching in her throat.Nothing.Just the trees, standing tall and lifeless, their blacken
324. Unlikely Allies
“Elijah Norton.” Elijah barely looked up as Lando strode into the dimly lit war room. His hands tightened into fists at the sound of the man’s voice, but he remained still, his expression unreadable. The tension in the air was suffocating. Doug stepped forward, his voice rigid with contempt. “You’ve got some nerve showing your face here, Yale.” Lando smirked, completely unfazed. He moved with an air of confidence, like he belonged—like he hadn’t been one of the reasons Sophia had been taken in the first place. “I could say the same to you, Commander,” Lando replied smoothly, then turned his gaze back to Elijah. “I assume you know why I’m here.” Elijah’s eyes darkened. “That depends. Are you here to waste my time, or do you actually have something useful to say?” Lando chuckled, but there was no humor in it. “Straight to the point, as always.” He folded his arms, leaning slightly against the table. “Sophia has escaped.” Silence. Elijah’s fingers twitched, but his expres
