All Chapters of Gifted: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

*Rebel POV*As soon as the ferry dropped us at our location, Ryan and his friends ran off to the venue, leaving me behind.Ungrateful little monsters. They had gotten what they wanted, so they didn’t need me anymore. To be honest, I would have liked to go back to my room and sleep for days. I hadn’t gotten a wink of sleep for almost a week. Every time I closed my eyes, shadows of nightmares came crawling back to torment me.This time, they were more intense than ever, yet none of them made any sense. All vague images, like pieces of broken glass impossible to reassemble. However, it wasn’t just the little girl this time but also a little boy with her. His face was blurry, so I couldn’t tell if I even recognized him, but I felt as if I had some kind of connection to them. On a deeper level.It frustrated me not to remember the connection.My head throbbed, and my eyes begged to shut. A music contest was the last place I wanted to be.But Ryan seemed happy.Swallowing my complaints, I f

Ryan's POV“Let’s play Call of Duty tonight,” I suggested, walking down the busy hallways of my college with my friends.I liked spending time with them; with my friends, I felt less lonely. When I first moved to this island with my family from New York, I thought I’d never be able to make new friends. It was hard enough the first time back in high school.Even before my dad died, my mom had always been so protective of me. She always made it her life's purpose to keep an eye on me every moment, one or two guards always followed me around, scaring the others away. Hence no one at school wanted to talk to me since they knew very well what kind of business my dad was into. Life was painfully boring for me. I was never allowed to wander outside the house alone and play like normal kids.I barely managed to make a friend back there, and that was only because Andy thought mafia families were “dope.”I never understood why I had to be surrounded by guns and bodyguards all the time. I hated

Rebel's POVIt wasn't until our flight landed that Xavier considered asking about the sudden change in the plan.I understood—it was unexpected for him, just as it was for me.One moment, I was in a meeting I didn't even want to attend but was starting to enjoy, seeing Zion pissed off and Belkov with his hands full. Quite an entertainment.But it didn’t take long for things to turn to hell, starting with a text on my phone from an unknown number.Normally, I don’t entertain texts or calls from unknown sources, but since I was beginning to get bored, I opened it.What struck me immediately was the picture attached to the message—my little brother Ryan, unconscious. It made my blood boil.I looked across the table at the people seated opposite me, narrowing my gaze as I tried to figure out who among them might have a death wish. It couldn’t be a coincidence; the timing of Ryan’s kidnapping and this meeting aligned too perfectly.I shouldn’t have been surprised. These people live to dig

*Rebel POV*“Is this all the men we have?” I glanced at the two boats filled with all the guards Karim brought with him after I called him to inform Ryan's location and my plan to get him free.“I'm afraid so.” Karim signed disappointedly. He is aware how risky this is going to be.“They are not enough but this is all we got, so this has to work.” There's not enough time for me to call for help from New York.The island they were keeping Ryan on was surrounded by water from all sides. Reaching there without getting detected was a bit of a challenge; the other option was to surround the island by a larger number and attack before they even get a chance to attack us.However both conditions were not in our favour so we decided to wait until nightfall before starting the rescue operation.And the information I obtained from Drake was another plus point.***We sail the boats in the dark to use the night with the no moon as our companion.Call it pure luck on our side or negligence on the

*Xavier POV*My task was to follow Rebel and handle her security. That was the task Kyle alloted me but he forgot that I'm bound to follow his orders but she follows no one's.It's impossible to make that woman listen. In the last twelve hours I had failed to do my task many times.Even now she wanted me to take care of her little brother, I didn't know she had until this morning, meanwhile she went to take a walk in enemy territory.I wanted to deny her orders but I didn't because in the last twelve hours I had seen a different Rebel than the world known of.For the first time under my watch she was not the ice queen, cold and merciless but a sister who loves her brother more than anything. She has a family like a normal person.The part of her life she keeps hidden behind her mask of coldness.I saw tears in her eyes when she reunited with her brother.I am no fool to not see how she didn't trust me as much as she does to Kyle and the old man named Mr. Karim we met on the island. I