Chapter 76

Megra

As the city comes into view, something catches my eye—a car, black and sleek, parked by the side of the road. It’s nothing special, nothing out of the ordinary, but there’s something about it that sends a shiver down my spine. The windows are tinted, the driver is hidden from view.

Nathaniel notices it too, his grip on the steering wheel tightening as we pass. I see his jaw clench, his eyes narrowing in suspicion. “Did you see that?” he asks, his voice low and tense.

I nod, my heart pounding in my chest. “Yeah, I saw it.”

We drive in silence for a few more miles, but the feeling of unease doesn’t go away. Maybe it's just nerves—us second-guessing our decision to fight for our lives back. I try to relax, but if anything, my anxiety grows stronger, like a knot tightening in my stomach. I keep glancing in the side mirror, half-expecting to see the car following us, but it’s not there. Still, I can’t shake the feeling that we’re being watched and that someone knows exactly where we