The Undead and Unstoppable Apocalyptic Queen novel Chapter 643

**Kept Woman 643**
**The City of the Dead**

“We’re not going,” Dominic stated with a calm authority, firmly grasping Louisa’s arm to prevent her from moving forward. “We came here to help Theresa, remember?” His voice was steady, but beneath it lay an undercurrent of tension that hinted at the chaos surrounding them.

“You people… You’re heartless!” Orren shot back, his frustration spilling over. Yet, Dominic’s composed demeanor acted like a deflating balloon on Orren’s anger, leaving him feeling somewhat hollow.

Deep down, Orren yearned to save them—he truly did. The weight of responsibility pressed heavily on his shoulders. In moments like this, even rescuing just two survivors would feel like a monumental achievement.

He envisioned Arwen and Solan regarding him with newfound respect, their gazes no longer filled with pity for the man who merely tagged along, living under their protective wings. No longer would he be seen as the useless appendage; he would finally earn his place among them.

But the thought of embarking on this perilous journey alone sent a shiver down his spine.

It was at that moment he heard it—a piercing scream, sharper and more desperate than any he had encountered before.

“Help us!”

His heart raced as he turned to see a girl, perhaps twelve or thirteen, who had stumbled near the railway tracks. In a split second, her mother had turned back to assist her, only to be met with the horrifying sight of a zombie lunging at them from the shadows.

The two of them tumbled violently across the gravel and wooden ties, their desperate attempts to escape the creature sending them spiraling into a panic. Somehow, they managed to roll out of reach, scrambling forward in a frantic blend of half-running, half-crawling, driven solely by the instinct to survive.

Everyone in the car bore witness to the unfolding nightmare.

Without intervention, those two souls would not last another ten seconds against the relentless undead.

Then, as if propelled by a force greater than reason, the car door swung open.

From the passenger seat, Orren erupted from the vehicle like a shot from a gun.

“Orren!”

“Orren!”

The collective cries from inside the car echoed in unison, their voices laced with panic.

They knew they couldn’t afford to risk saving anyone—but Orren was Solan’s brother-in-law. The thought of something happening to him sent a ripple of dread through the group. Solan would undoubtedly come after them, and the consequences would be dire.

“What do we do now? If he gets himself killed, Arwen’s going to come after us,” Flora said, her voice quaking with anxiety.

“Forget it—let’s help him,” Dominic replied, his resolve firm as steel, though uncertainty flickered in his eyes.

As soon as the words escaped his lips, the roof hatch of the vehicle slid open with a metallic creak.

Dominic and Louisa swiftly unleashed flaming arrows into the throng of zombies ahead, each arrow igniting the night with a fierce glow.

Miles slammed the engine into gear, and the vehicle surged forward, charging toward Orren and the mother and daughter, determined to provide backup in their desperate flight.

Low, guttural growls filled the air, mingling with deep, bone-chilling howls that reverberated through the ruins, a haunting symphony of the undead.

Meanwhile, deep within the bowels of the underground parking garage, Theresa was already making her way through the chaos.

Her speed-type ability was being pushed to its absolute limit; Quentin clung to her back, acting as her human shield as she barreled through the swarming mass of the dead.

Finally, through the haze of terror, she spotted it—the old glass lab belonging to Professor K.

Inside lay piles of equipment and supplies, a treasure trove amidst the horror.

There was no time to sort through it, no time to think. She grabbed everything she could get her hands on, even the dog’s bed and toys, scooping them up in one fluid motion.

By the time she finished, the horde she had inadvertently drawn in had flooded the garage, transforming the already cramped space into a claustrophobic nightmare, teeming with the undead.

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