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That evening, the packhouse was quieter than usual, as if the world around me was holding its breath in anticipation of the choices I was yet to make. I sat in my room, staring at the window where the moonlight spilled onto the wooden floor.Harold’s words from the night before echoed in my mind, intertwining with memories I’d tried so hard to bury. The cold stares, the dismissive tones—they clashed with the warmth and vulnerability he’d shown me by the lake. Could it be real? Could he truly change?A knock at the door jolted me from my thoughts.“Elise?” a familiar voice called.I hesitated before standing. When I opened the door, Dominic stood there, his expression unusually guarded.“What is it?” I asked, my voice laced with caution.“I need to talk to you,” he said, stepping inside without waiting for an invitation.I frowned but didn’t stop him. “Dominic, if this is about Harold—”“It’s about you,” he interrupted, his voice low and insistent. “I can see what’s happening, Elise. H
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The pain was unbearable. It tore through me like fire, radiating from my side and making every breath a struggle. I was vaguely aware of shouting, the sound distant and warped, like I was underwater. My vision blurred, the moon above me a smudged white glow against the dark canvas of the night sky.“Elise!”Harold’s voice cut through the haze, sharp and commanding. I felt strong arms lift me from the ground, the scent of him wrapping around me—a mix of earth, wood, and something uniquely Harold.I blinked up at him, my vision swimming. His face was tight with panic, his jaw clenched, and his hands trembled as they pressed against my wound to stem the bleeding.“Stay with me,” he ordered, his tone almost desperate.“Harold…” I tried to speak, but the words came out weak, barely a whisper.“Don’t,” he said sharply, his eyes meeting mine. “Save your strength. You’re going to be fine.”In the background, I could hear Dominic snarling, his voice a guttural growl as he fought off the attacke
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The world came back in pieces—sounds first, faint and muffled, like voices underwater. My body felt weightless yet heavy, as though I was suspended in some in-between place. I couldn’t open my eyes, but I could hear fragments of conversation around me.“She’s stabilizing,” someone said, their tone clinical but relieved.“What about Harold?” Dominic’s voice was sharp, biting through the haze.A long pause followed, and dread coiled in my stomach like a living thing.“He’s alive,” the first voice said finally. “But barely. The energy transfer took more out of him than anticipated. He needs rest—time to rebuild his strength. But... it’s uncertain if he’ll fully recover.”“No,” Dominic growled, his anger barely contained. “You knew this would happen, and you let him do it anyway?”“I had no choice,” the elder replied calmly. “It was the only way to save her.”A chair scraped against the floor, and I imagined Dominic pacing, his frustration radiating like heat.“He put the entire pack at r
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The room was deathly silent after the elder’s grim pronouncement. Dominic’s grip on my hand was iron tight, but his face betrayed his struggle to keep his emotions in check. Brenda shifted uncomfortably, glancing between us as if she wanted to say something but didn’t know where to start.“Betrayer,” I repeated under my breath, the word cold and sharp in my mind. I felt a surge of indignation swell in my chest, but it was quickly overtaken by doubt. Why would they think I betrayed them? What could I have done to deserve this?“They’re setting you up,” Brenda said quickly, as if reading my thoughts. “It’s a manipulation tactic. Classic power play.”The elder didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he studied me closely, his expression unreadable. “This isn’t just about power,” he said finally. “This is about dismantling trust. If the pack begins to doubt you, Elise, your position—and your safety—becomes precarious.”Dominic growled low in his throat. “Nobody in the pack doubts Elise. And
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The metal door groaned under the strain, each agonizing screech sending shivers down my spine. Justin's voice came again, low and mocking."You think this bunker can save you?" he taunted. "You’ve always been predictable, Elise. Running, hiding… it doesn’t suit you."Harold whimpered beside me, sliding further into the shadows, his hands trembling as they clutched a loose brick from the wall. Brenda stood frozen, her eyes darting between me and the door, torn between fight and flight."Stay back," I hissed, gripping my dagger tighter. My pulse thundered in my ears, drowning out every rational thought.Brenda’s eyes locked with mine. "Elise, don’t be stupid. We need a plan—""I’m done hiding from him," I snapped. "This ends now."With a deafening crash, the door buckled inward, and a figure stepped through the mangled frame.Justin.His silhouette was bathed in the faint glow of the bunker lights, but his presence filled the space like a storm, oppressive and suffocating. His smirk was
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The first shadow at the doorway was taller than I expected—broad-shouldered, armored, and wielding a weapon I couldn’t immediately recognize. My heart hammered in my chest as more figures emerged behind him, their movements precise and calculated. These weren’t random mercenaries or Justin’s usual thugs. These were trained killers.Dominic’s low growl reverberated through the air, primal and full of menace. “Stay behind me,” he barked, his claws elongating into deadly weapons.I tightened my grip on the dagger in my hand, ignoring the way my palms were slick with sweat. “I’m not hiding,” I said, stepping up beside him.He shot me a sharp look, but there was no time to argue. The lead assailant raised his weapon—a sleek, modified crossbow with silver-tipped bolts. My stomach lurched. Silver was deadly to wolves, and they knew it.Brenda was already moving, her blade flashing as she darted toward the nearest attacker. She was fast, her movements fluid, but the assailant was faster. He s
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The weight of Brenda's words crushed me. Amira—alive and working with them? I couldn’t believe it, and yet, something deep in my gut told me this was true. My mind raced through fragments of the past, memories of Amira that I thought were long buried. Her face, her voice, her betrayal.“Why now?” I croaked, my voice barely a whisper.Dominic’s sharp gaze shifted to me. He was still standing near the cot, shoulders rigid, his presence both protective and suffocating. “We’ll figure it out,” he said, his tone clipped but steady. “Right now, we need to get you out of here.”“Out of here?” I frowned, forcing myself to sit up despite the throbbing ache in my side. “Dominic, we can’t just run. We have to know what they’re planning—what Amira wants.”Dominic crouched in front of me, his hands resting on the edge of the cot. “Elise, I know you’re strong, but you’re hurt. Do you honestly think I’m going to let you walk out of here and into the middle of their trap?”His words stung, and my jaw
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The hum of the car engine buzzed in my ears, but my thoughts were racing far louder than the vehicle itself. Amira—my sister, my betrayer—had somehow orchestrated this. The explosion, the threats, the deadly escalation. I clutched the fabric of my jeans tightly, my knuckles pale from the pressure."You're quiet," Dominic murmured beside me, his gaze flicking toward me. "Talk to me, Elise."I shot him a look, my throat tight. "Talk to you? What would you like me to say, Dominic? That I’m fine? That I’m not currently drowning in a hundred questions about why my sister—who I trusted—is doing this?" My voice cracked, betraying the anger that boiled beneath the surface.Dominic exhaled sharply, turning his head toward the dark road outside. "You're not alone in this," he said after a pause. "And we'll find out what her endgame is. Together."Together.The word hung in the air, both comforting and suffocating. I wanted to believe him, but every instinct in my body screamed that this fight w
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Dante stepped closer, his dark eyes searching mine. The weight of unspoken words pressed between us, thick as the storm outside. I could feel the tension in his grip, the demand for answers."Tell me the truth, Elise," he said, voice low but firm. "Who are they? What do they want?"I exhaled, dragging a trembling hand through my damp hair. The truth was a wound I had kept stitched shut for too long, but now the stitches were unraveling."They’re the ones I escaped from," I admitted. "I thought I was free. I thought I could start over." I looked away, swallowing hard. "But no one ever really escapes them."Creed leaned against the wall, arms crossed, watching me with an expression I couldn’t decipher."They were never going to stop looking for you," he muttered. "I warned you."Dante’s jaw tightened. "You knew?""I suspected," Creed admitted. "Didn’t have proof until now."Dante turned to me, his hands gripping my arms, grounding me. "Why didn’t you tell me?"My throat tightened. "Beca
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The days began to pass with a rhythm I hadn't known in years—quiet, steady, and filled with purpose. Each morning, I woke with a sense of anticipation, not of fear or dread but of something simple and grounding. The garden grew under our care, rows of green bursting with life. The townsfolk had started to visit, their curiosity turning into admiration as they saw what we were creating.But more than the garden, it was the connection with Dante that seemed to bloom most vividly.One afternoon, as I tied stakes for the tomato vines, I caught Dante watching me. His shirt was smudged with dirt, his hands calloused from work, but he looked more at ease than I’d ever seen him.“What?” I asked, brushing a stray strand of hair from my face.“You,” he said, with a faint smile. “You look happy.”I blinked at the honesty in his voice, caught off guard by how deeply it resonated. “I think I am,” I admitted softly, the words feeling foreign but true.He stepped closer, his gaze steady. “You deserv
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The quiet that enveloped our lives in the months that followed felt earned, as if we’d clawed it from the jaws of chaos itself. The house Dante found was perched on the edge of a quiet forest, its wide windows inviting sunlight to flood every corner. It was the kind of place I’d once dreamed about when the noise and danger of Creed’s world had made peace feel like a distant fairy tale.But even here, where life had finally slowed, the past had a way of whispering in the dark.One evening, as I was unpacking a box of books I hadn’t touched in years, I came across a journal I’d kept before my life unraveled. Its leather cover was worn, the pages inside filled with scribbled dreams and plans for a future I barely recognized anymore.Flipping through, I saw the person I used to be—the one who believed in simple joys, who thought nothing was beyond reach if she worked hard enough. That person felt so far removed from who I was now. I wasn’t sure if she would recognize me.“What’s that?” Da
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Dante's words echoed in my mind as I packed a small bag with essentials. The weight of what we were about to do bore down on me, but alongside it came a sense of resolve. This wasn’t just about Creed anymore—it was about reclaiming my life, my freedom.Dante stood by the door, his phone in hand as he coordinated with someone on the other end. His voice was low, authoritative, and steady. Even in the chaos, he exuded control.When he finally ended the call, he looked at me, his expression grave. “We’ll need to leave within the hour. Creed’s staying in a secured location, but Dominic’s contacts say the window to catch him vulnerable is closing.”I swallowed hard, nodding. “Do we have a plan?”“We do,” Dante said. “It’s risky, but it’s the best shot we’ve got.”The drive to Creed’s hideout was tense, every passing mile charged with anticipation. Dante’s eyes flicked between the road and the rearview mirror, his instincts on high alert.“Tell me,” I said, breaking the silence. “What happe
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The moment the door closed behind Dominic and Dante, silence filled the safe house. It wasn’t comforting silence; it was heavy, suffocating, and full of unspoken fears. I paced the small living room, trying to distract myself from the growing sense of dread clawing at my chest.The events of the last twenty-four hours replayed in my mind like a broken record. Dominic’s cold, calculating demeanor. Dante’s smug confidence. The chaos at the docks. The idea that Creed had already retaliated left a bitter taste in my mouth.I glanced at the duffel bag Dominic had left on the table earlier. Curiosity gnawed at me. Maybe there was something in there that could make me feel more prepared—more useful. I hesitated for a moment before unzipping it.Inside was an assortment of items: spare clothes, ammunition, a couple of burner phones, and a sleek black handgun. My hand hovered over the weapon, unsure whether I should even touch it.“You’re not going to learn by staring at it.”I jumped at the v
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The next few hours were a blur of activity. Dominic, Dante, and I worked in sync, piecing together a plan that felt both daring and borderline suicidal. The docks were Creed’s stronghold, a sprawling maze of warehouses and shipping containers guarded by his most loyal enforcers. If we were going to take him down, we had to be precise.Dominic laid out a crude map on the desk, his finger tracing potential entry points and vulnerabilities. “Creed will have men posted here, here, and here,” he said, pointing to the main gates and key vantage points. “But the real action will be in Warehouse 12. That’s where they’ll load the shipment.”“And that’s where we’ll hit him?” I asked, leaning over the map.Dominic shook his head. “Not directly. We’ll divide their attention. Dante and I will draw their focus here”—he pointed to a side entrance near the east gate—“while you create a diversion near the south docks.”I blinked, unsure if I’d heard him correctly. “You want me to create a diversion? H
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Dominic moved like a force of nature, his body a blur of precise, lethal motion. Creed barely had time to react before Dominic was on him, knocking the gun from his hand with a sharp twist of his wrist. The weapon skittered across the floor, disappearing into the shadows.Creed staggered backward, his smug composure finally breaking. “You think this changes anything?” he spat, his voice tinged with panic. “You can’t outrun me, Dominic! I own this city!”Dominic didn’t respond. He grabbed Creed by the collar, slamming him against the wall with enough force to rattle the shelves lining the room. Creed let out a strangled grunt, his bravado melting into fear.I wanted to move, to help, but the adrenaline coursing through my veins left me frozen, my pulse pounding in my ears. One of Creed’s men was still conscious, clutching his injured shoulder as he reached for a gun.I acted on instinct. Grabbing a nearby bottle from a cluttered table, I hurled it with all my strength. It shattered aga
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(ELISE)The room seemed to vibrate with tension as Creed’s cruel smile twisted into a smirk of amusement. Dominic was slumped in the chair, his face pale but his eyes sharp, tracking every movement in the room. I could feel the weight of his stare on me, but I didn’t dare meet his gaze. Not yet.Creed stepped closer, the gun in his hand casually dangling as though he wasn’t holding my entire world in his palm. The two men blocking the exit were armed, their broad shoulders and menacing glares making them appear like immovable statues.“You know,” Creed said, his voice almost conversational, “I have to admit, I didn’t expect you to show up this quickly. Dominic always said you were resourceful, but I assumed you’d at least hesitate. Shows how little I know.”I forced myself to hold his gaze, hiding the fear simmering beneath my surface. “If you wanted me here so badly, you’ve got me. Now let him go.”Creed chuckled softly, shaking his head. “Oh, Elise. It’s not that simple. Dominic her
