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Draven’s POVThor found the abandoned vehicle forty minutes after her radio went silent.There was nothing. No blood, which should have made me feel better. It did not. This was because it looked like whoever took her wanted her alive and without any marks. They wanted to take her specific not just leave her on the side of the road. I stood by the car door for a long time trying to breathe normally trying not to think about all the bad things that could happen tonight."Tracks go north " Thor said. He was squatting by the trees looking at the marks on the ground carefully. He was trying not to think about anything until we found her. "There are two sets of tracks. One is heavier than the other. The person carrying her was not having trouble with her weight.""This means they are very strong " I said, trying to keep my voice calm. I was holding the flashlight tightly trying not to punch the tree. I was very upset. "Stronger, than an enforcer should be."“Or they weren’t carrying her th

Bella’s POVI woke to the smell of woodsmoke and old stone.My wrists were bound in front of me not with rope but with something metal that hummed faintly against my skin in a way that made the pressure behind my ribs feel muffled, distant like someone had thrown a blanket over a fire I needed to breathe. My whole body still carried the borrowed exhaustion of whatever drug she’d used against me in the vehicle thoughts arriving slow and unwieldy like wading through water instead of thinking clearly.“That’s wolfsbane-forged iron " the woman said, from across the room. "It won’t hurt you. It just makes the shift harder to reach. A precaution, not a punishment.”I forced my eyes to focus. Stone walls, old and rounded a lantern burning low in one corner no windows anywhere I could see. Wherever we were it had been built to hold things and to keep them from being found.“Where am I.”“Somewhere safe." She said it without irony, which somehow made it worse. "Somewhere they can’t reach you u

Bella’s POVThe radio went dead before Thor could say anything else, static swallowing his voice whole, and I sat frozen for one full second, staring at the man beside me who wore Gordon’s face like it belonged to him.My mind went back to everything he said since we left the hallway. I thought about all the things that seemed normal and safe. I was trying to find the moment when he was not himself anymore. I just did not notice.Then his hands changed. They changed fast. The fingers on the steering wheel got longer. The skin looked different. The whole thing that looked like Gordon was. I saw someone I did not know. It was a woman with features and cold eyes."You should have looked at my hands closer " she said. Her voice was not like Gordons voice all. It was smooth and calm even though everything was crazy. "Faces are easy to fake. Hands are what give people away if you know what to look for " she said.I tried to open the door. She was too fast. She let go of the wheel with one h

Bella’s POV“We need to move. Now.”Draven was already pulling me upright before I’d fully processed what Ronan’s father had just said, his grip firm around my arm, urgency radiating off him in a way that cut straight through my own creeping shock.My legs still hadn’t fully recovered from the shift, and I stumbled once before finding my footing, Draven’s hand steadying me without either of us breaking stride.“Collect me.” My voice came out thinner than I wanted it to.“He said collect me. Like I’m cargo.”I thought about the way Ronan’s father had said it, the strange, hollowed-out certainty in his voice even as whatever had been taken from him left him barely able to string a full sentence together. Whoever had done that to him hadn’t bothered lying about what came next. That honesty scared me more than a threat would have.“I heard him.” Draven’s jaw had gone tight, every line of him coiled toward action. “Which means whoever’s behind this isn’t finished with today. The presentatio

Bella’s POV “Split up. Cover the exits.”Draven’s voice carried the particular authority that made circuit guards actually listen despite the chaos still rippling through the crowd, and within minutes we had people moving through every gate, every corridor beneath the stands, searching for a man who’d apparently decided winning his own tournament mattered less than disappearing the moment it ended.I stayed close to Draven my legs still wobbly from the shift my body carrying the specific tiredness of someone who had used muscles for the first time that morning which most people never thought about. Every step felt heavier than it should have like my body was still trying to figure out the shape I had chosen to come to."Why would he run " I asked. "He won. Publicly. In front of everyone. That should have been what he wanted.""Unless winning was never actually the point." Dravens eyes watched the crowd, looking. "Whoever is really in charge might have needed him for one reason making

Draven’s POVThe bike felt wrong under me before I’d even cleared the first turn.Every muscle was struggling with the wolfsbane still in my body slow when it should have been quick slow when I needed it to be fast. I had been hurt before while racing. I had never raced like this before not with much depending on staying on my feet for the whole race.I kept my grip loose even though every part of me wanted to hold on tighter remembering from a time ago a lesson from when I still had everything before I was sent away before all of this became my life. Fighting the bike uses energy than fighting the poison ever will. Let the bike do what it was made to do and save your energy for the real fight.Sweat had already soaked my shirt by the straight part of the track and every breeze blowing against the wound, on my side reminded me just how little space I had left to work with today.Ronan’s father took the lead on the turn his bike passing mine with a smoothness that told me exactly how m