All Chapters of I AM Kaelor Thane: The God Of War: Chapter 11
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Captured
Thane’s POV“Stop right there! Who are you?” the man roared, his voice Sounding loud through the bright lit street like thunder.Dylan and I froze instantly. His broad shoulders towered over us, with his eyes blazing with authority. He clutched a thick file in his hand, the same file is full of my photos, my operations, and every piece of my history carefully documented. Whoever he was, he knew exactly who I was, and that made him more dangerous than any enemy I had faced.The street around the St. Luis Hotel was no longer empty. Crowds were from every corner. Within seconds, armed men poured in, rifles cocked, boots marching loud against the pavement. Dylan’s breathing quickened. My own hands tightened into fists, but I knew this isn't something we can walk away with.“Thane,” Dylan whispered, his voice shaking, “they know who we are. What do we do?”“Stay calm,” I muttered, keeping my eyes on the man.The broad-shouldered Man stepped closer, his glare never leaving mine. “General Ka
The Visit in The Cell
The Visit in the CellThane’s POVI heard the door being opened, with the sound of boots clicking against the floor. I expected it to be Damien or Viktor, coming to taunt me again. But when I lifted my eyes, I froze.Shawn.She was standing there in front of the bars. And she wasn’t in uniform. Not in the sharp jacket that made her look like steel. Not in the boots that had crushed Sahil Riyas and his men. She was in a short, skimpy red dress, clinging tightly to her skin. The neckline plunged low, showing her cleavage and her large breasts, so alluring and distracting. The hem of her dress was so short it barely covered her thighs, and when she shifted her weight, it revealed her underwear and even a glimpse of her pu**y.“What was she doing here?” I muttered under my breath, feeling suspicious.The guard unlocked the outer door and let her through, smirking as if he already knew what people would think. Then he left us alone.She stepped closer, with her heels tapping against the st
The Devil's Hand
Thane’s POVAfter Shawn left, I sat back on the wooden chair. I was too tired to do anything. My body felt really heavy, and my head was hurting me hard from all the stress, travelling from Georgia City back to Campbell City had drained me completely.I had not heard Dylan’s voice for a while, and that worried me even more. I turned my head toward the other cell and shouted:“Dylan! Hey, are you awake?”But all I heard was silence.I tried again. “Dylan!”No answer. Only the faint sound of his snoring told me he was deep in sleep. Maybe that was better for him. Sleep was an escape, but for me, hunger and exhaustion dragged me down harder than the chains around my wrists.The officers guarding our cells walked past without even looking at us. They didn’t bring food. They didn’t bring water. Not even pity. That hurt me the most. We were no longer generals or soldiers to them. Right now, it seemed we were nothing but trash.I laid down flat on the chair close to my cell. My stomach growl
Trigger Point
Thane POVShawn stood up immediately. The moment she moved, something inside me tightened, a sudden sense that she intended to speak on my behalf. I couldn't tell what she would say, only that she had chosen to stand between me and whatever came next.She faced President Mark with a confidence that stopped the murmuring for a heartbeat. Her chin was up, her back straight. Even from where I sat I could see the set of her jaw. “President Mark, commanders, and my fellow officers,” She began, her voice steady. “I know I have no right to interfere with your decisions or the discipline you impose on Kaelor Thane, but I must say this: what is being done to him is unfair.”Her words hit me like a slap. I watched her closely, remembering the small kindnesses she’d shown me in our recent meetings.The quiet looks, the moments no one else noticed. A hundred questions crowded my head: Who is she when she’s not in uniform? Why risk everything for me? Is this loyalty or something more complicate
After The Gunfire
Thane POVFor a moment all I could think was that this couldn’t be real. I shoved at the men around me, trying to reach her, but the guards held me back. Damon, one of the junior officers, was shouting something about treason.Viktor’s face was an ugly mask of triumph. Damien stood frozen, as if he hadn’t expected the leap from threat to action.They had all seen their plan work perfectly.President Mark remained standing, unmoved and without regret.He’d given the order; he didn’t accept the consequences and showed no remorse.The council erupted into accusations and denials. Some officers called for immediate arrests. Others scrambled for medics.The medical team pushed through the crowd and hurried toward where Shawn lay.Thank heavens Shawn wasn’t dead, she’d dodged the bullet aimed straight at her. The sound of the shot had blasted close enough to shock her into collapse.The bullet found someone else: Nadia, one of those who hated Shawn. I felt a strange relief to see Shawn unto
Crossroads
Thane’s POV“Thane!” Theresa’s voice was frantic on the other end of the call.“Where are you? I’ve been calling you. What happened? Are you—”“Theresa, I—” I swallowed hard. The words got stuck in my throat, heavy and choking me before they even left my mouth.“I’m fine. I’m okay,” I managed to say, though the lie sat bitter on my tongue.“No, you are not. I heard the news.” Her voice cracked, trembling with panic. “Are you really the Thane that was on TV, the one who was captured? I saw.”“Theresa,” I cut her off quickly, forcing my tone to stay steady. I had to change the subject, pull her away from that dangerous line of questioning. “I’m alive. I’m here. Don’t believe any of that nonsense. Whatever you saw, I promise you, it wasn’t me.”I tried to sound convincing, reassuring, like a man who had control over his life. But inside, I knew I was feeding her a false story, giving her hope she shouldn’t have.“And listen,” I added firmly, “don’t come looking for me. Please.”There was
The Wrong Time Kiss
Thane’s POVThis wasn’t right, and this wasn’t safe. This was doom knocking right at my door.And she was the person I wanted to drag into it. I barely knew more about her.I stood for a few seconds, staring at her as if she was an illusion, or probably fake. She shouldn’t have been here. She had no idea what kind of danger she had gotten herself into.Her lips parted for a while, and her eyes locked onto mine. I sensed a feeling of relief and hurt from her.“Thane,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “It’s really you.”I tried to ignore it, but I couldn’t.“Theresa, what are you doing here?” My voice was sharper than I intended, but I felt fear laced in every word.“I came for you,” she said, stepping closer, her heels clicking against the dirty barracks floor.She didn’t seem to notice the stares of the lower-ranked soldiers crowding around, or maybe she didn’t care.“You think I’d sit back and watch while the world reports you dead, captured, or disgraced? You think I’d just sit a
Her Tears My Shame
Thane’s POVShawn’s eyes widened in shock as she saw me locked in that kiss with Theresa.Her lips parted in disbelief, and before I could even think of words to explain, she staggered one step back.“Shawn,” I started, my hand reaching for her, but she moved faster, trying to ignore my presence completely.Her palm came across my cheek, landing two resounding slaps that stung so hard I could feel the burn spreading through my face.The sound echoed through the hall, leaving the lower-ranked soldiers gasping in shock.But I couldn’t move. I just stood there, my body frozen, the sting of her slaps burning deep into my skin.Her voice shook, thick with pain. “How could you, Thane? After everything? I thought you… I thought you felt the same way I did.”Tears streamed from her green eyes. She turned, holding the doorframe for balance, and then she was gone.I was frozen, ashamed of myself, and I couldn’t stop blaming Theresa for the stupid act she had displayed.The barracks roared with
The Breaking Point
Thane’s POVI was stunned. For a moment, I couldn’t even believe what I was seeing. Theresa had just slapped Viktor three times so hard, without a hint of hesitation or guilt. She didn’t care that the act alone could ruin her or that she had just made my situation worse than it already was.Why would she do something so reckless? Why now, when everything was already tense? My mind spun as I watched the chaos unfold.“Well, well…” Damien’s voice cut through the silence, mocking and filled with venom. He chuckled darkly, that evil kind of laughter that made your skin crawl. “So you’re the whore everyone’s been talking about, the one Thane brought here to defend him, right?”His tone shifted from mockery to fury. “I can see how stupid both of you are.”But Theresa wasn’t one to cower. Instead of staying quiet, she turned toward Damien, her face blazing with anger. Then, to my disbelief, she raised her hand and slapped him too twice, and even harder than she had Viktor.The sound was l
Scars Of The Fallen
Thane’s POVBefore I could react, two soldiers stepped forward. A heavy boot struck my ribs and knocked the air out of me. I staggered, trying to stay upright, but another kick sent me to the ground.Completely weak, the pain shot through my body like lightning.I tried to get up, but they did not stop. They kept kicking my side, my back, and my legs.Each blow was harder than the last. I could taste blood in my mouth.“Enough,” Damien said after a while. His tone was almost casual. “We don’t want him dead. Not yet.”The soldiers stepped back, panting. I tried to rise to my knees, but my body gave out.I was too weak to do anything this time, too weak to think straight.Blood flowed down my face, warm and sticky. I could barely see through the blackness.“Look at you,” Viktor sneered. “The so-called God of War, always crawling like a beaten dog.”Their laughter rang in my ears. I wanted to strike them, to destroy every one of them, but my limbs would not move. I would have shown them