<h4>Chapter 161: Chapter 161: Three Brothers, Two Worlds, One Mission</h4>


    The missile was heading straight for the human refugee camp.


    Kael threw himself into the air, shifting mid-leap into his massive ck wolf form. He caught the explosive device in his jaws and hurled it skyward, where it detonated harmlessly above the clouds.


    "Third attack today," Ronan panted, running up with a squad of mixed human and supernatural soldiers. "The Shadow Council isn’t giving up."


    "Neither are we," Darian said, appearing from the shadows with intelligence reports. "I’ve got bad news and worse news."


    "Start with the bad," Kael ordered, shifting back to human form.


    "The Shadow Council has convinced twelve human governments that supernatural beings started this war. They’re sending armies to destroy every supernaturalmunity."


    "And the worse news?"


    "Some supernatural groups believe it too. They think humans can never be trusted. Three vampire covens and two werewolf packs have gone rogue, nning to strike human cities first."


    Kael felt the weight of leadership crushing down on him. Six months ago, he was just an Alpha’s son. Now hemanded the Unified Protection Force - the only military unit trying to save both species.


    "How many refugees are we protecting now?" he asked tiredly.


    "Thirty thousand humans, twenty-five thousand supernatural beings," Ronan replied. "All living together in camps we’ve built."


    "All trusting us to keep them safe," Darian added quietly.


    Another explosion echoed in the distance. This time from the east.


    "That’s the vampire attack on Prague," Ronan said, checking hismunicator. "Right on schedule."


    "And the werewolf strike on Das starts in two hours," Darian confirmed.


    Kael closed his eyes. Every attack by rogue supernatural beings made humans more afraid. Every human military strike made supernatural beings more angry. The cycle was destroying both worlds.


    "Sir!" A young human soldier ran up, saluting. "We just received a message from your mother."


    Kael’s heart stopped. "Mom? Is she okay?"


    "She’s... she’s being held in the Maximum Security Prison. But she sent this."


    The soldier handed over a small device. ra’s voice came through, weak but determined:


    "My sons, I’m proud of what you’re building. Don’t let them divide us. The real enemy isn’t humans or supernatural beings. It’s the ones who profit from our fear. Find the truth. Save our family."


    The message ended with baby Sage’s voice: "Brothers, Mom is sick. The prison is using silver poison to weaken her. You have maybe three days before..."


    Static cut off the rest.


    "Three days," Ronan whispered.


    "We can’t rescue her," Darian said practically. "The prison is surrounded by armies from six countries."


    "Then we don’t rescue her," Kael said grimly. "We end this war before she dies."


    "How?" both brothers asked.


    "By doing what no one expects. We’re going to surrender."


    "WHAT?" Ronan exploded.


    "Not really surrender," Kael exined. "We’re going to let ourselves be captured. All three of us. Together."


    "That’s suicide," Darian protested.


    "No, it’s strategy. Think about it. The Shadow Council wants supernatural beings and humans to destroy each other. But what happens if the human leaders actually meet us? Talk to us? See that we’re not monsters?"


    "They’ll probably shoot us," Ronan said bluntly.


    "Maybe. But maybe they’ll listen."


    Amunication alert buzzed. Phoenix’s face appeared on the screen, calling from the underground resistance.


    "Brothers, we’ve got a problem. The Shadow Council just released footage of supernatural beings attacking human hospitals."


    "More fake videos?" Darian asked.


    "No," Phoenix said grimly. "These are real. The rogue groups you’re tracking? They just went active. Vampires hit Prague General Hospital twenty minutes ago. They’re taking human patients as hostages."


    Kael’s blood ran cold. "Casualties?"


    "Twelve humans dead, thirty-seven injured. And it’s being broadcast live worldwide."


    On cue, every screen in theirmand center lit up with news reports:


    "VAMPIRES MASSACRE INNOCENT PATIENTS."


    "SUPERNATURAL TERRORISTS ATTACK CHILDREN’S HOSPITAL."


    "PROOF: MONSTERS CAN’T BE TRUSTED."


    "This changes everything," Ronan said quietly. "Humans will never trust us now."


    "Which is exactly what the Shadow Council wanted," Darian realized. "They pushed the rogue groups into attacking. Made them so angry they’d do something unforgivable."


    Kael’smunicator crackled with urgent calls:


    "General ckwood, human military forces are moving toward all supernaturalmunities."


    "Sir, vampire councils are demanding we strike human cities in retaliation."


    "Commander, werewolf packs are refusing to follow your orders. They want revenge."


    "General, human refugees in our camps are trying to leave. They’re scared of the supernatural families they’ve been living with."


    "Orders, sir?"


    Kael looked at his brothers. Everything they’d built was falling apart. The unity between species, the trust, the hope for peace - it was crumbling in real time.


    "Sir?" the voice pressed. "What are your orders?"


    Before Kael could answer, rms started ring throughout the base.


    "Iing aircraft!" someone shouted. "Multiple squadrons approaching from all directions!"


    "Human military?" Ronan asked.


    "No," Darian said, checking his instruments. "Shadow Council forces. They’re attacking us directly."


    "All forces, prepare for battle!" Kaelmanded.


    But as supernatural beings and humans ran to defensive positions together, something strange happened. The human refugees grabbed weapons to fight alongside their supernatural neighbors. Vampire families protected human children. Werewolf packs positioned themselves to shield human elderly.


    "Look," Ronan breathed in amazement.


    Despite the fear, despite the propaganda, despite everything that had happened - the people in their camps were still choosing to protect each other.


    "Maybe there’s hope after all," Darian whispered.


    The first Shadow Council jets screamed overhead, opening fire.


    But instead of running apart, humans and supernatural beings ran toward each other. Working together. Fighting together.


    "This is it," Kael realized. "This is how we win. Not by surrendering to governments or making deals with politicians. By showing the world that ordinary people - human and supernatural - choose love over fear when they’re given the chance."


    "How do we show the world?" Ronan asked, dodging an explosion.


    "We broadcast everything," Darian said, understanding immediately. "Every camera, every phone, every satellite. Let everyone see humans and supernatural beings fighting side by side."


    "Do it," Kael ordered.


    Within minutes, live footage was streaming worldwide. The battle at the refugee camp became the most-watched event in history.


    Humans and supernatural beings working together. Saving each other. Dying for each other.


    "Look at thements," Phoenix called through themunicator. "Public opinion is shifting. Humans around the world are demanding their governments help us, not attack us."


    "It’s working," Ronan said in amazement.


    But then Darian’s face went pale. "Guys, we have a huge problem."


    "What now?"


    "I just intercepted Shadow Councilmunications. This attack on us? It’s not their main n."


    "Then what is?"


    "They’re using the battle as a distraction. While the world is watching us fight here, they’re moving the real weapon."


    "What weapon?"


    Darian’s voice shook. "A supernatural virus. It kills any being with magical blood in their veins. They’re nning to release it in every major city simultaneously."


    "When?" Kael demanded.


    "Thirty minutes."


    "That’ll kill millions of supernatural beings," Ronan gasped.


    "And me humans for creating it," Kael realized. "The ultimate divide and conquer."


    "Can we stop it?"


    "Only if we can reach the centralmand facility," Darian said. "But it’s impossible. The facility is underwater, surrounded by sea monsters, and protected by the most powerful Shadow Council members."


    "Impossible odds," Ronan mused.


    "Suicide mission," Kael agreed.


    "Against the most dangerous enemies we’ve ever faced," Darian added.


    The three brothers looked at each other and grinned.


    "Sounds like fun," they said together.


    But as they prepared to leave, baby Sage’s voice crackled through a hiddenmunicator:


    "Brothers, wait. Before you go, you need to know something about Mom."


    "What about her?"


    "She’s not just sick from silver poison. She’s... she’s changing. The experiments they’re doing on her in prison. She’s bing something new. Something the world has never seen before."


    "What do you mean?" Kael asked urgently.


    "I mean when you save her - if you save her - she might not be the mother you remember anymore."