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The dust hadn’t even settled when the jokes started.Rook, who was lying flat on his back and groaning, pointed at me from the stretcher.“Okay… I take it back. You’re not just pretty. You’re terrifying.” He said breathlessly.Jet snorted quietly as he helped load the last pack onto the evac rig. “I guess your last mission wasn’t just luck.”Silva, sitting beside me with her arm in a sling, raised her one good brow. “No. It wasn’t.”I blinked, surprised. Silva hadn’t said more than five words to me during the entire operation unless she was barking orders or scowling.She turned to face me fully. “You kept your head when most rookies would’ve panicked. Protected the captain. Held your aim and got us out alive. I know only a few rookies who would be able to do what you did today.”“i didn't do it alone,” I said, brushing some dried blood off my shoulder.“No,” she agreed, “but you didn’t fold. I’ve seen people with more years than you break down in situations like that.”She stood and
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Abel’s deep voice cut through the low hum of the vehicle engine.“Here’s the deal,” he said, pulling out a tablet with a flick of his thumb. “Two weeks ago, one of our deep-cover agents went dark in Sector 7, the border of JC territory. His last intel warned of a new arms ring being funneled through that region. We believe he has proof and a drive that could shut the whole thing down. Our main objective is to extract him.”I leaned in. “If he’s still alive.”“Exactly.” Abel looked at me, eyes sharp. “This won’t be pretty. The compound is deep in rebel turf, covered in blind zones. There are no drones, no long-range support, and no backup once we cross into the greyline.”“Sounds like a suicide run.” I muttered.Abel smirked. “Then you’ll fit right in.”By nightfall, we’d arrived at the drop point. The forest here was thick, choking with vines and buzzing with mosquitoes the size of bullets. I couldn't stop myself from swatting some away from my face.We moved in small clusters. My boo
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The air smelled cleaner when success sat on your shoulders.For the first time in a while, I had done something that felt right from beginning to end. No second guesses. No mistakes, no slipups. Just the silent pride that comes from doing what you were trained to do and doing it perfectly.I kept my face neutral as I walked past the others at headquarters, but inside, I was buzzing.Someone gave me a small thumbs up from across the hall. Alice was still distant since the last confrontation with her father, but her nod told me all I needed to know. I made a silent note to make amends when the opportunity would come.Halstrom saw me enter the debriefing room, he gave me a long, mysterious look. He collected a small folder at the head of the long table. Then, in that gruff tone of his, he said, “Next time, fewer casualties.”I straightened. “Yes, sir.”His eyes narrowed like he was trying to decide something. Then, he just turned away and went back to his paperwork. No insult. No undermi
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I didn’t remember the drive back to headquarters.I remember gripping the steering wheel until my knuckles turned pale white. I remember the low buzz of the engine, the way my pulse drowned out everything else. But the rest was all a blur. Just adrenaline and guilt, tangled together like a knot.When I stumbled into the compound, covered in dirt and shaking, Alice was the first person I saw. She was coming down the hallway with a clipboard, mid-conversation with someone. Her eyes widened the second they landed on me.“Emma?” she said sharply, walking over. “What happened?”“Where’s your father?” I asked, voice hoarse. “I need to speak with him. Now.”Alice didn’t ask further. Just turned on her heel and led the way.When we entered the strategy room, her father, Commander Halstrom, was standing at the table, speaking with two senior officers. He didn’t look surprised to see me. He looked... disappointed.“I assume this is about Damon,” he said, not even bothering with pleasantries.“Y
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The call came in just after noon. I was sitting on the back steps of the training cabin, peeling an orange I didn’t really want to eat, when my old phone buzzed to life in my pocket.I hadn’t used it in weeks. Damon insisted on me carrying one of the camp-issued comms but I’d kept my old one just in case.When I saw Gracie’s name flash across the cracked screen, my heart did a little stutter.I hesitated, staring at it like it might bite. Then I answered.“Gracie?”“Emma?” Her voice was exactly as I remembered—light, fast, with a unique sweetness that felt more like a habit.“Oh my God, it’s really you. I wasn’t sure this number still worked.”I leaned my elbows on my knees, glancing toward the trees like I expected someone to eavesdrop. “I could say the same. What’s going on?”A pause, just long enough to make me uneasy. Then, “I got a call for you at the bar. From the hospital.”I sat up straighter. “What? Which hospital?”“City General,” she said quickly.I had completely forgotten
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I hadn’t expected to find a rhythm in a place like this. The training camps were rough, unrelenting, and full of people who didn’t trust me. But in the few days Damon and I had spent there, something inside me had shifted. It felt like I was finally learning how to survive on my own terms.Before the sun had fully risen, we were up and ready. The mornings started on on time and the drills were hard to adjust to.We sparred until our muscles trembled and sweat soaked through our shirts. I pushed through the pain, forced myself to keep going when my body begged for a break. I wanted to prove I wasn’t just the outsider they whispered about. That I wasn't a liability that could be trampled on.I hardly ever got verbal praise from Damon. He was silent, perceptive, and almost predatory in his tracking of my motions, but I could see it in the way he observed me. And his mouth would move just a little bit—his way of showing pride—when I hit a good blow or took a hit without recoiling. As
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